Lord of Ming Dynasty

Although Zhang Qiang’s Jinhua Volunteer Army set up some positions differently from those of the Ming government, it is generally still the same system as before the Ming government. Therefore, the scholar examination, the county examination, and the guarantor are still required, usually three to five applicants. Those who have the Loyal Guard Commemorative Medal only need to show their certificate, hold the commemorative medal, and check the official record before they can take the exam.

For the people of Ming Dynasty, this is a privilege.

It is also something that Zhang Qiang specially set up in order to let more people work for him and protect himself.

Just after coming out of the land of life and death, after arranging everything, Zhang Qiang got into his office, took some time to write and write some specifications himself, and then asked Wan Si'an to handle it.

As for some other commemorative medals, they only have some small meanings. For example, the participants in this coastal bandit suppression battle selected a group of soldiers who reported their meritorious service, and made some iron plates with sailboats and fierce pirates on them. The image of the downtrodden gentry, the powerful, and then they were all beheaded by the person wearing the image of the Jinhua Rebel Army uniform.

The commemorative medal means that they have participated in the battle, made contributions, can take care of them when they are promoted, and can save [-]% when buying food. In short, the reward is very small.

But there are certificates and records. These certificates and records are counted and issued by Milin of the Military Quartermaster Office, and they are delivered to various local governments. Each soldier who has won a medal is recorded in the record, and their image and appearance are described, and Attached is a sketch portrait, family address, place of origin, what type of military service, length of service, achievements made, and family situation.

And so on, these things allow governments at all levels to take care of and reward them.

These medals can also be obtained by the militia, or by the people who actively help the government. Anyone can get them. Although the rewards are small, it can be regarded as letting them know that the Jinhua volunteers will not forget their contributions.

This is the praise and reward of Jinhua Rebels to the whole body. The reason why loyal guards have such privileges is because they protect themselves. Zhang Qiang must elevate himself to an important height, so that people can sacrifice everything to protect themselves.

All rulers throughout the ages have been like this, and Zhang Qiang is just imitating others.

"Dong dong dong" knock on the door.

"Come in." Zhang Qiang shouted.

A guard opened the door for the visitor.

The one who came in was Wan Si'an, a 27-year-old Nanming scholar who was admitted after Longwu became emperor in Fuzhou. He was caught by Li Chengdong and sent to Nanjing, where he didn't know exactly how he died.

Dead anyway.

But now the history has changed, because of Zhang Qiang's crossing, Longwu was still alive in [-] in the fifth year of Shunzhi, so it is now the third year of Longwu.

Longwu is still alive, and he is doing a great job in Fujian. Although he doesn't have any powerful generals under his command, there are many civil servants. Ming officials who came from all over the land where they fought against the Qing army have found their place. Worked for the Ming Dynasty.

"My lord, the camp has been completely under military control. The system has been re-clarified and a strict review system has been established. This time we promise not to let an enemy approach our factory. If there is something wrong with the factory, the garrison will respond more quickly." Wan Si'an reported the situation in the factory to Zhang Qiang.

"Well, Director Wan, as the head of a factory, you have to take responsibility. Although François is the engineer I like, he is only an engineer. You manage this factory, not him. Why? Let his authority be over your head, according to reports from some people in the factory, it was discovered that someone met with him last night, but you did not report to me afterwards, this is your dereliction of duty." The more Zhang Qiang said, the more excited he was, his voice Higher and higher and stricter.

"Yes, yes, my lord, I know that I have made a mistake, and I must correct it." Wan Si'an lowered his head, as fearfully as a primary school student listening to a famous principal's lecture.

After Zhang Qiang calmed down his anger, Wan Si'an carefully argued: "My lord, these should be the affairs of the army. The villain only cares about the technology and operation of the factory, material management, etc..."

Zhang Qiang glared at him, "You are the director of the factory, so you should be fully responsible. You are the leader. If necessary, you can ask the army to cooperate with you, instead of you to cooperate with the army. This is your territory, you know?" ?”

"The villain understands, the villain must show the appearance of a factory manager, and make the adults look good." Wan Si'an bowed and bowed his hands.

"How are the muskets made?"

"Do you know how to make it?"

"Do you know every process, and have you ever been involved without a pull?"

"Can you continue to guarantee the production of the factory without Francois?" Zhang Qiang asked continuously.

Wan Si'an thought for a while, "My lord, there is no problem. The villain used to be the head of the Firearms Workshop of the Nanjing Ministry of Industry. Because of the war, I felt that I should come out to take the exam. Because of the emperor's Enke, the emperor gave me a favor and no longer restricted candidates. I can obtain the honor of a scholar because of my status as a scholar. During these days, I have also learned a lot from that foreign devil François. It can be said that I have learned most of his knowledge. Production, if I don’t seek a breakthrough, I can handle it, and even do better.”

"Okay, you are a talent. I will appoint you as the director of the gun factory now. You will manage this gun factory well, and then gradually inspect other gun factories, and then manage the other gun factories."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qiang sighed, and said leisurely: "If you are not of my race, their hearts must be different. This time I almost lost my life at the hands of these two foreign devils. I can't let them take care of too many things in the future. I can only believe We Han people, do you understand?"

"My lord, I will definitely not let you down." Wan Si'an immediately expressed his loyalty.

"Oh, I have some new ideas here. It's about commemorative medals and some ideas and rules. You can take them and perfect them, then follow them to make a finished product and report to your immediate boss, Chief Quartermaster Milin. "Zhang Qiang took the things he wrote to Wan Si'an.

Wan Si'an took the things and was about to leave with joy, Zhang Qiang suddenly asked, "Where is Francois locked up?"

Wan Si'an said: "My lord, he is under house arrest in the small building where he lives. The garrison has set up a net around his house. There are 30 people taking turns standing guard in the open, and there is a army of the General Banner in the dark, and there is a hundred households outside." Troops are in charge of security in the vicinity and monitoring him."

"Go down." Zhang Qiang waved his hand.

Chapter 182 Francois Helplessly Accepts Zhang Qiang

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To be honest, Zhang Qiang didn’t want to do anything to Francois either. He had previously threatened Francois with murder and forced him to make a matchlock gun for himself. method to control the opponent.

He felt that his time travel was a failure, everyone else was talking sweet words, his body was shocked, the younger brother bowed his head, shouted three times long live, and then swore allegiance to the death.

As for myself, why is it so difficult? Is it just because I am not an engineering student, nor a military agent, or some kind of doctor, the nephew of this high-ranking official, that 1.8-meter-two handsome man who is as attractive as a little fresh meat? ?

Forget it, let's settle down when it comes, let's deal with Francois first.

Walking out of the matchlock gun factory's own exclusive office, Zhang Qiang brought the guards to the small building where Francois lived.

The small building is as quiet as a haunted house. The sinking atmosphere is mixed with the smell of saltpetre and the dung of the soil in the field. The piles of horse manure at the door are still fresh, which may be the horses of the cavalry patrol that just passed by. Yes, Zhang Qiang walked around the horse manure carefully and pushed open the wooden fence door.

The yellow chrysanthemums, red roses, blood-red cockscombs, and some morning glory clinging to the wooden fence are very beautiful.

A peach tree grows low in a piece of soil, some of the leaves on it have withered, and some new branches are slowly growing out.

"Kangdang" the guard kicked open the wooden door, and the loud noise told the people in the small building that someone had come to see him.

But no one came out to welcome him, because for a person who knew he was going to die, he no longer cared about wooden doors or etiquette.

"Francois," Zhang Qiang shouted loudly.

"Francois," Zhang Qiang shouted.

The guards looked left and right, and immediately spread out to search. A group of guards ran upstairs vigilantly.

There was a sound of struggling and kicking, and a blond foreign devil with disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes and eyes full of hatred was dragged downstairs.

"No—" The man struggled, perhaps because he knew that his death was imminent.

Zhang Qiang squatted down and looked at the other party, "Let me go, I didn't do it, they asked me to do it, I just carried out their orders, I am a grape person, I dare not disobey their orders."