The first dude in the Qing Dynasty

Yinzuo didn't inquire about this incident, and no news reached him. It can be seen that he was dealt with coldly. That's good, at least not so many people were implicated.

Everything in the palace was as usual, Kangxi and the crown prince still looked like a loving father and filial son, but in Yinzuo's eyes, they were a little more deliberate, especially Yinreng's eyes, which sometimes looked very penetrating.

Yin Zuo didn't care much about these things. He would go to the new firearms workshop every few days to see if there were any problems. After all, turning the theoretical knowledge of the previous life into practice is not something that can be done overnight. Solve it in time, and by the way, see if a better alloy steel has been developed.

During the period, I would pass by the Diwozi area outside the city, and Yinzuo would pass through it occasionally, and by the way, I would ask the patrolling people if there were any houses collapsed or people froze to death.

Now it has a rough scale, and it is full of people. Not only the beggars and refugees on the street, but also the people whose houses have been crushed by snow or are likely to be crushed, have also been resettled. Congee, save a lot of trouble.

Although the Shuntian Mansion and the Infantry Yamen have to keep a few people here to patrol and manage, but because these people were originally a major source of chaos in the capital, and now they are under centralized management, there are many things in the city. It made the manpower tense, but it was much easier.

Whenever there are festivals and festivals, there are always temples, wealthy businessmen or wives giving porridge and steamed buns, and now is no exception, but they are all concentrated in this area, because there are servants watching, everyone is honestly lined up to receive, Many tragedies of scrambling and trampling have been avoided.

There is a place to live and a hot meal to eat. Most people are grateful for the court's move, but no matter what the move is, it will always touch the interests of some people, and there will always be people who are dissatisfied. When he came over, he could hear some swearing, but he just pretended not to hear it.

But this time, Yinzuo couldn't just sit back and watch, because of the vicious scolding and weak crying and crying in the room.

"This is something my benefactor gave to my brother, you can't take it away...give it back to me...give it back to me..."

"Little girl, if you stole my things, you will be considered cheap if you don't beat me to death! If you dare to pester me again, believe it or not, I will sell you to a brothel!"

"This is not yours, this is my brother's, you give it back to me... give it back to me... ouch..."

"Damn, court death!"

"You can't go, you can't go..."

Yin Zuo kicked the door open, and the sun shone into the dark and narrow den, revealing the two entangled people at the door.

A tall, middle-aged man was holding a small and exquisite hand stove in his hand, and he was kicking and kicking a little girl hanging on his feet. The girl was only seven or eight years old. She hugged the man's leg tightly, refusing to let go.

The door was kicked open, the man was taken aback, he stopped his movements and looked out, after seeing Yinzuo's appearance clearly, he quickly swallowed back the scolding that almost blurted out.

The girl felt that the man stopped beating, opened her tearful eyes, and looked out the door.

Yin Zuo was wearing a snow-white cloak, standing against the light at the door, giving people the impression that this delicate and handsome boy brought sunshine into this world, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

Yin Zuo glanced over the two of them, then coldly glanced at the several people in the nest who were warming up by the fire, then turned and left slowly.

"Call everyone together."

"Yes."

The servants of Shuntian Mansion knocked on the gong and went door-to-door to notify, while the soldiers of the infantry yamen went in with their swords in hand and drove out the people inside, while Yinzuo's guards stood by his side motionless.

A quarter of an hour later, all the people in the diwozi came out, even the elderly and children with limited mobility were carried or carried, and gathered in the open space in front of Yinzuo.

The crowd is automatically divided into two groups, the larger group, with ragged clothes and dirty bodies, probably beggars on the street, and the smaller group, whose clothes are much neater and with their families, probably not living at home. Residents who have gone down.

The middle-aged man and the little girl were rushed to the front, and the man still held the hand stove in his hand.

Yin Zuo looked at the man, and asked lightly, "Whose stove do you think belongs to?"

The man bowed his waist, smiled flatteringly, and said: "A few years ago, a kind person gave this to the villain. The villain was grateful for the benefactor's kindness, and was reluctant to exchange it for food. Who knew it was stolen by this little girl?" It's..."

"You liar!" The little girl shouted, "This is from my benefactor to my brother, not yours!"

As soon as the man's face changed, he wanted to slap him, but he finally remembered where it was, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to this little girl, sir, she is a thief, I don't know if we stole it." How much stuff..."

Wangcai snorted coldly, and interrupted: "Do you know that the patterns of these built-in things are new every year? The things that our master just sent out a while ago turned out to be yours. It's really great." the ability."

The man's expression changed drastically: "Ah? I... No, the villain is wrong, this villain picked it on the street, picked it..."

Yin Zuo didn't even look at him, and said calmly: "Break his legs."

The guards around Yinzuo, one on the left and one on the right, stepped forward, and shoveled the man who kept explaining and begging for forgiveness, and fell to the ground. The voice sounded clearly, and then the man screamed like a pig.

Yin Zuo said lightly: "Tell him to shut up."

The guard on the left side of the big man stepped forward without saying a word, and stepped on the man's neck. The crying stopped abruptly, and only his trembling body showed that he was still alive.

The guard on the right took a few steps back, and returned to the original place with a blank expression, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Yinzuo's iron and blood methods shocked everyone, including the officials around him, who swallowed their saliva quietly, and those who complained in a low voice were even more silent.

Yin Zuo was also slightly taken aback, the quality of the guards his father sent him this time is very high.

"When I was young, Huang Ama taught me "Liyun Datong", "Yin Zuo said calmly: "Huang Ama said, "I want to 'let the old have an end, the strong will be useful, the young will be good, and the widowed and reserved will be able to live forever." Those who are lonely, lonely, and disabled are all provided for. It is difficult, but you have to work hard. Therefore, there will be daily porridge, and a place to live, so that you will not die of cold and hunger .”

"Among you, some have nowhere to go for old people, some have nowhere to support young people, and some have lost their homes due to disasters at home... The imperial court is willing to help you and help you tide over the difficulties and regain a peaceful life. However, among you Some people have hands and feet and are strong and strong. They refuse to catch fish in the river, collect firewood in the mountains, and do not want to do work in the city. They are only willing to stretch out their hands and ask others for food and drink! It's a shame, but what to say instead, I have been a Hanako for three years, and I won't change it for an emperor."

"This kind of people, as far as my Qing Dynasty is concerned, are just barnyard weed moths, useless to the country, and useless to the people. If one dies, one less!" Yinzuo walked slowly to the man, looked down at him, and said: " For people like you, it is already the greatest kindness for Rong Er to live. However, since you only want to live by human mercy, then you should just keep your head down and crawl on the ground like a wild dog. live!"

He raised his head, looked at the people in front of him, and said calmly: "In the future, if there are any more arrogant, domineering, bullying, and robbing people here, they will be killed."

All the guards around should be.

Yinzuo paused for a moment, then said: "One more thing, from now on, no fire is allowed in the nest, otherwise you will be driven out of this place and never allowed to enter."

As soon as the words came out, there was a burst of exclamation all around. Fires are not allowed in this kind of weather. Isn't this the rhythm of freezing to death?

Yinzuo said: "there is no bed in the diwozi. Most of the floors are paved with straw, and the roof is mostly made of straw and branches. It is easy to catch fire. There is only one exit in the diwozi. If there is a fire accidentally, the flames will rage , I don’t know the direction, how many people can escape? Moreover, the distance between the houses is so close, a house fire, a strong wind blows, and it will cause a catastrophe.”

An old man in the small group boldly said: "We all understand this truth, but if you don't light a fire, don't you want to freeze to death?"

Yin Zuo said: "I know, that's why I summoned you here to teach you how to build a wall of fire to keep you warm. Those who have mobility issues or are too young can go back first..."

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Teaching how to build a fire wall was just a temporary idea of ​​Yinzuo when he saw someone building a fire for warmth, otherwise he only needed to draw a blueprint and let someone teach him, why would he do it himself?

When the teaching was almost done, it was getting late, so Yin Zuo simply didn't go to the workshop, and went back to the city instead, and went to the palace to ask Kangxi to plead guilty.

He had shown off enough prestige just now, but those people were not his slaves, besides Kangxi, who else has the right to say that they can be killed?

Yinzuo complained angrily in front of Kangxi: "That dog is so annoying, he dares to bully people even if he is a beggar, and even dares to take my things, even breaking his legs is light!"

"Okay," Kangxi rolled his eyes at him, sneered at his cleverness, and said, "I don't understand you yet? I'm also annoyed by that guy, so it's okay to kill you. But your words are not clear, It was okay at first, but after a while, I'm afraid it will become an excuse for the group of officials to bully the good people, adding a bad reputation for nothing. When I turn around, I will pass on the decree and let them report to the local government for inspection and execute them on the spot."

Yin Zuo smiled and said: "Thank you Huang Ama, Huang Ama is really thoughtful, unlike a son, she only cares about showing off."

Kangxi shook his head and laughed, and said: "You have too little experience, you don't know the names of those people down there."

After chatting for a few more words, Yin Zuo rolled his eyes and said, "Ama Huang, a lot of muskets have been made in the workshop these days. Ama Huang, you have also selected someone to practice. Wait for them to practice. Not bad, let's find someone to practice, shall we?"

Kangxi said: "Who are we looking for to practice with? Ge Erdan has just been wiped out, and all the ministries in the grassland are very peaceful. As for the sporadic chaotic parties in the country, they will be wiped out as soon as they are found. Why use muskets?"

Yinzuo smiled and said, "Isn't there still Macau?"

Kangxi frowned: "Macao?"

Yinzuo said: "The so-called bedside, how can others be allowed to sleep soundly? Macau is also the land of our Qing Dynasty, right? But they built walls, built forts, and even set up their own officials in it, as if they regarded Macau as a city. They have taken over their own territory...and I heard that the emperor of Portugal referred to Macau as their offshore province as early as the previous dynasty!"

"Although they also give land rent of 2 taels of silver every year, my son only heard that the land of the landlord's family can be leased to others for farming, but I have never heard that the territory of a country can also be leased to other countries as provinces and cities! Oh, by the way, I remember that Huang Ama also set the customs in front of the Macau customs, so it’s not possible that Huang Ama also regards Macau as our own, right?”

Kangxi slapped him on the forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yin Zuo begged: "Then Huang Ama, let them play for fun, except for Macau, where can there be so many guns, cannons, etc., for our musketeers in the Qing Dynasty to try their skills? My son also wants to know whether the muskets made by himself are stronger or weaker than those made outside!"

Kangxi glared at him, and said: "War, dare you think it's just playing tricks? You don't want money in war? Don't you want food?"

Yin Zuo gestured, and said: "A place as big as Macau, if you send thousands of people to destroy it, how can you ask for food and grass? As for the silver, if Macau is captured, what's in it will be ours, son Guaranteed, you will never lose!"

Kangxi looked at him helplessly, he had nothing to do with this incomprehensible son, such a big thing as war, sometimes it was like playing house, sometimes it was like doing business, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it...

Yin Zuo continued his efforts: "Huang Ama, let's fight. If you decide to fight Macau, your son will make another cannon. A cannon that is more powerful than a mother-child cannon may scare them away!"

"All right, all right!" Kangxi was so annoyed by him, he said, "Let me think about it."

As long as you are willing to think about it, Yin Zuo smiled and said: "Then son also think about how to make a powerful cannon out!"