Nanming Engineer

Chapter 83 Mineral Veins
As soon as the crying people were taken away, the entire open space fell silent. The refugees and refugees around looked at Wang Huan standing in the middle of the field with fear. It seemed that this native official who was less than [-] years old The thin body suddenly became taller, and the thunderous method of beating and binding added a kind of domineering and violent to Wang Huan.

Since ancient times, when troublesome people make troubles, there must be leaders who instigate and advocate, and followers gather, and the snowball will get bigger and bigger. If the people in power don't make up their minds to cut the mess immediately, it will definitely make things more and more unmanageable. In the end, it fell into a situation where the law does not blame the public and does not dare to suppress it forcefully. The government and the law lose their majesty, and even their underwear will be stripped off by violent mobsters.

Wang Huan has seen too many such incidents in history, so he didn't plan to talk to these refugees in the first place. He just explained his policies clearly, and he didn't care if he listened or not. It's best to be obedient. Anyway, there is a lot of chaos outside, and he is sure that these people will have nowhere to go, so they will obey, and the conditions for their own business are not bad. If you dig out five catties of ore, you will get one penny, which is cheaper than producing five catties of grain in the field. much easier.

After the cries of Liu Mingliang and others disappeared behind, Wang Huan glanced at the crowd who had dispersed a few steps away with angry eyes. His eyes were everywhere, and no one dared to look at him. The refugees lowered their heads in panic, and they were all gone They looked like they were yelling and scolding all over the sky just now, and they all dared not move with lowered eyebrows.

"It seems that there are only a few dozen people who are leading the charge, and the rest are nothing to worry about." Wang Huan secretly said, took a deep breath, sank his dantian, and spoke loudly to the crowd again in the voice of Hong Zhong.

"All the folks present, as the saying goes, it's ugly and reasonable, and everything can't escape the word "reasonable". I, Shizhu, the consolation envoy, did what I did, but whoever has a little conscience will give a thumbs up and give a good thumbs up. The shameless scum who picks up the bowl to eat and puts down the bowl to scold mothers, deceives everyone with lies. I believe that all folks have a mirror in their hearts. What should we do? Two hot meals are provided on time every day, and wages are paid on time according to each person's production!"

There was another burst of whispers among the crowd, and the fearful eyes began to heat up. There were a few bold ones who pushed each other and wanted to ask questions but did not dare.

Wang Huan saw it, and encouraged him: "If you want to ask anything, feel free to ask."

A tall man dressed as a villager was moved by these words, and he plucked up his courage and shouted loudly: "My lord, what you said just now, as long as you go to the mine to work, you can get a penny if you dig out five catties of ore, and you can get a penny for it." Get two free meals, but seriously?"

Wang Huan turned around, pointed at the notice pasted on the outer wall of the headman's house, and said with a smile: "Of course it is true, the envoy's seal is faked on it, isn't it just child's play? "

The farmer blushed and murmured, "I'm illiterate..."

He lowered his head, remembered something, raised his head angrily and shouted: "My lord, just now those scholars deceived us to be illiterate, and the notice they read to us was not the original intention at all. We have all been deceived by the fact that the government wants to give money. Sir, I, Ma Liu, am willing to dig in the mines, and I am willing to sign up now!"

As soon as the farmer expressed his opinion, the countless people behind him also shouted in unison, one by one scrambling to shout: "I am willing, I am willing!"

"I would too!"

"My lord, I want to mine to earn money!"

"I also need to go."

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Immediately, the crowd was full of enthusiasm. After sweeping away the anger at the beginning, they wished that they could pick up the shovel and go to work immediately. Everyone had figured it out very clearly that digging five catties of ore could get a penny. It is not difficult to do both. You must know that when everyone farms at home, how much grain can be produced by that acre of land, and how much money can be exchanged for it. Simple calculations, everyone can figure out how to make a living by working in the mines. It is much more cost-effective than farming.

Wang Huan smiled lightly, turned his head to the relieved scribes and said, "Why are you still standing there? Set up the table and sign up."

The scribes woke up from a dream and hurriedly started working up and down. There were so many people who had signed up. Even some gray-haired old men who felt they still had a little strength were crowded forward, forcing Ma Xintian to do it again. More than a dozen soldiers were sent to maintain order so that the desks of the scribes would not be overturned.

Wang Huan ignored it and left the scribes to do their work. He turned around and walked into the courtyard quickly, and hurriedly walked towards the second hall.

The mansion of the headman Ma Chongming is very large, with five front and back yards, it is considered extremely wealthy in this mountainous area, second only to the Tusi City of Xuanwei envoy. At this time, he followed Wang Huan, surprised With Wang Huan's vicious methods and courage, he felt that when Qin Liangyu had such a courageous young adopted son, he asked, "Counselor Wang, what should these scholars do?"

Wang Huan passed by the first courtyard and saw a group of Gongsheng students who had been beaten up and tied up in a pile. He frowned and said impatiently, "We'll lock them up for a few days, I don't have time to pay attention to them now."

For the scholars of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Huan looked down on them from the bottom of his heart. They were useless, their minds were filled with collections of classics and meanings, but they did not understand the specific ways of governing the country. Learning is full of people who talk about the old Confucianism who knew the pre-Qin period and went down to the Ming Dynasty. They do not accept new things and maintain the old system. If such people become the country's managers, it is strange that the country will not have any problems.

Wang Huan dismissed the scholars with one sentence, walked into the second hall, sat on the upper chair, took a sip of the prepared tea, and hurriedly asked Ma Chongming, "Matou man, where can the miners be found?" gone?"

Ma Chongming quickly replied: "We have already found it a long time ago. The stone pillars are mountainous. There were several coal mines originally, and there are hundreds of ready-made miners. According to the counselor's instructions, 120 people who are good at digging wells have been selected. Now We are waiting at the foot of Tubaozhai Mountain."

Wang Huan put the teacup away: "Time doesn't wait, let's go, let's go to Tubaozhai!"

Ma Chongming had just met Wang Huan and he had defused a civil uprising in just a few words. He also brutally beat and imprisoned a group of scholars who were born in the Han Dynasty. His eyes were straightened by the sight. His expression that originally looked down upon Wang Huan also changed. Between his words, he Became respectful, seeing Wang Huan running out in a hurry, wondering if he could really dig out the money?My heart has changed from disbelief to half-belief, and I hurriedly ran out with Wang Huan.

The mining site chosen by Wang Huan is at the bottom of a not very tall mountain, surrounded by hills on all sides. After hundreds of years, silver-lead ore of first-class quality and purity has been mined here. Wang Huan has participated in the production of this mine, so he is familiar with the road I found it here. The geological conditions of the stone pillars are stable, and there have been no major earthquakes and other geological disasters in history, so the terrain changes are not obvious. The entrance to the mine in later generations has hardly changed hundreds of years ago. Wang Huan directly took A group of miners came to the col.

"That's right here. From here to there, start to construct mines. Remember, you can't use gunpowder to explode when digging. You must use iron picks and drills to dig carefully. Otherwise, the veins will be collapsed, and it will not be easy to open-pit mining. ."

Ma Chongming and a group of miners looked at each other in dismay, their faces full of incredulity, and they looked at Wang Huan with strange eyes, wondering if the young counselor was stupid and mining here?Or an open pit silver mine?

A gray-haired but strong miner glanced at the barren valley-like valley, bowed to Wang Huan and said, "My lord, I have lived here for 40 to [-] years. Every plant, every tree, every mountain and every rock is everything. It is clear to me that in the past few decades, there have been many mine supervisors who have shuttled around. Almost every inch of land in this mountain has been surveyed, and no mineral veins have ever been found. Excavation is futile. Do you want to look elsewhere? ?”

Wang Huan stood on a boulder and looked left and right, Cheng Zhu said with his chest in his chest, "You just dig, don't worry, I have my own measure."

The miners looked up at Wang Huan standing on the stone, and felt that the man they saw was talking nonsense like a wizard, but whoever called him the official of the Consolation Commissioner, he had to listen to what he said, so a group of miners had no choice but to fight Picking up the pickaxe, he started digging absent-mindedly.

Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan looked anxiously at the miners who were digging rocks, and they were a little nervous. There were already nearly a thousand refugees who signed up to be miners over there, and more people were crowded enthusiastically. The silver mine veins could not be found, and so many people were deceived, I am afraid that it would not be the end of Wang Huan's words.

Zu Bian was also very nervous, his black face was tense, but it was Wang Huan who was sitting on the stone waiting for him, his feet dangling and swaying, not taking it seriously.

The excavation has been going on for two hours, and the sky is gradually getting darker. In June, it gets darker later. It is almost three o'clock in the unitary hour, but you can still see things clearly. Wang Huan still has not issued an order to stop work. The miners Taking turns to fight, the mountain depression has become a huge cave with a width of more than four feet and a depth of about three feet.

Ma Chongming has stood there for a long time, frowning, staring at the deeper and deeper pit, feeling gradually disappointed. If there is really an open-pit silver mine here, the depth can already detect the veins, but there is not even a piece of ore. I couldn't even find any hair. Sure enough, young people are not reliable when doing things.

He turned around and was going to discuss with Wang Huan how to explain to the tens of thousands of refugees if he couldn't find the ore vein, but he heard cheers from behind him, and countless people shouted: "I found it, I found it, I found the ore vein !"

(End of this chapter)