Xu Changqing had long been calculating about how to make Ding Guo Duke Xu Yunzhen pay for money, and explained to Emperor Chongzhen with a smile.

"Um?"

Emperor Chongzhen's pupils shrank and he looked at Xu Changqing speechlessly: "Xiao Xuzi, will this... damage the face of the court?"

Xu Changqing was funny in his heart. Your poor wife and children have to wear patched clothes, so what else do you want to have?

But Xu Changqing would definitely not show it on his face and smiled: "Don't worry, Emperor, this matter will be handled properly. And I guarantee that Duke Ding will not say much!"

In fact, Emperor Chongzhen also understood at this time that Xu Yunzhen and Xu did not dare to say much about Xu Changqing's method. They were relieved and glared at Xu Changqing: "Do it well. If there is anything, I will take care of you! But, I want to hear bad things, I will deal with you myself!"

Of course, Xu Changqing understood what Emperor Chongzhen meant. His reputation as Xu Changqing could be bad, but his reputation as Emperor Chongzhen must not be misleading.

He smiled quickly and should be right.

...

Cao Bianjiao is a straightforward person.

He had nothing to do with him in the capital and was not very good at drinking and sex. Early the next morning, he took the lead in returning.

It just so happened that Xu Changqing and Wang Chengen had already gathered together and went to search for craftsmen. Xu Changqing and Wang Chengen sued Wang Chengen and were about to send Lao Cao. Unexpectedly, the old eunuch was also very interested in this and wanted to go with Xu Changqing.

When Xu Changqing and Wang Chengen arrived at the Ten Mile Changting Pavilion outside Guangqu Gate, Wu Sangui, Wang Pu, Yang Guozhu, Li Fuming and others arrived.

Lao Cao was wearing military uniform and his red cloak was waving in the wind, and he was full of energy.

However, no one expected that Wang Chengen would come and was stunned for a moment.

Wang Chengen came here at this time, and the level of farewell was a bit different!

Wang Chengen obviously had expected this, and smiled and said harmlessly: "My generals, the family is just in the same place as Bo Zhongyi today. Today I'm here to join in. Don't be restrained."

As he said that, Wang Chengen went over and toasted Lao Cao with a glass of wine, wishing Lao Cao a good journey.

Everyone came to their senses and started the process.

However, with Wang Chengen here, the taste has changed.

Moreover, when everyone looked at Xu Changqing again, the meaning was even more restrained.

Xu Changqing actually called Wang Chengen, and the two of them were obviously familiar with each other. What kind of foundation is this?

Lao Cao was also speechless.

In many ways, he is really hard to match.

...

The lively and high-standard sent Lao Cao away and said goodbye to a group of acquaintances. Xu Changqing and Wang Chengen came to a craftsman camp located in Baizhifang, the outer city.

The capital city is more than 40 miles in circumference and has a population of nearly one million. Not to mention the East Asia region at this time, even if you look at the whole world, it is one of the few big cities.

As the core fortress of the Ming Dynasty, there were many yamen gathered in the capital, including many craftsmen.

Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty's financial resources were already short of money at this time, which made these craftsmen in the official yamen basically have no work to do.

The craftsmen in the official camp sounded good in terms of their reputation, and they ate imperial grain, but in fact, in many cases, they were not even as good as prostitutes.

Because having no work means no wages!

Without wages means no income, and your wife and children will go hungry!

And prostitution can be opened basically every day...

Even though Xu Changqing was prepared, he followed Wang Chengen through several layers of guards from the Beijing camp soldiers and came to the camp, and was still speechless and stunned!

Only see.

Outside the originally regular barracks, there were simple shacks everywhere, and smelly ditches flowed through these shacks, full of unspeakable smells. Flies and mosquitoes flew everywhere, which was worse than those African refugee camps that were seen in later generations.

It was almost winter, the weather was already very cold, and there was basically nothing outside.

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What about pests like flies, mosquitoes, but here, these things are still full of vitality.

no way.

The soil here is so good...

Wang Chengen was also a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and smiled, "Boy Zhongyi, this camp has been around for a while. He originally wanted to transfer it to the imperial tomb, but now, you know..."

Wang Chengen said, but he couldn't continue.

In the final analysis, it’s just one sentence: “No money!”

Soon, the old soldiers in the Beijing camp found several people from the craftsmen, and many young and strong people were called out.

The main reason is that Xu Changqing had communicated with Wang Chengen before, and Xu Changqing, a family, would pay five taels of silver.

Wang Chengen accounts for 50%, and the rest is arranged by Wang Chengenlai.

Otherwise, even if Wang Chengen came here in person, these old soldiers might not have worked so hard.

"Prince, if it is on the imperial tomb..."

Even though Xu Changqing was already very upset, he would definitely not show it on his face. He smiled and looked at Wang Chengen, first checking the depth of the minefield.

Wang Chengen naturally understood what Xu Changqing meant and smiled and said, "Brother Zhongyi, you don't need to worry about this. There are still many such camps in the capital. If you can move them all away, the family will save you some time."

Xu Changqing also understood that Wang Chengen was in charge of these things.

Although I really wanted to take away all the craftsmen who built the imperial tombs, the camp had at least more than 1,000 households, five or six thousand, six or seven thousand, which was a bit too large.

Xu Changqing really needs a good construction expert, but he also needs a good gunpowder expert, so he will definitely not be too full of words.

He hurriedly said, "Prince, I want to share your worries for you, but~, I am here... But, don't worry, if you are about the same, I am going to take you away."

Wang Chengen was very satisfied with Xu Changqing's attitude and smiled and said, "The family knows the heroic spirit of Zhongyi Bo. Well, the family is a little tired. Go to the camp for a while to rest. Zhongyi Bo doesn't need to worry. The family has time these days."

Seeing Wang Chengen go to the camp in Jingying with a smile, Xu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and greeted the Qiang General of Jingying who was accompanying him. He was a godson of Wang Chengen. He smiled and said, "Brother Wang, you are still worried about things."

Still speaking, Xu Changqing's two silver notes of one hundred taels were stuffed into the hands of Mr. Qian, the surname Wang.

Mr. Qian, surnamed Wang, suddenly became excited, his eyes were almost curled into crescent moons, and he hurriedly said, "Brother, you are so polite. On this acre of three-point land in the humble position, please give me instructions."

As he said that, the guy was already swaying forward and scolded the craftsmen who were at a loss.

Soon, his personal soldiers brought several talks to Xu Changqing.

After all, it is a capital city, and these craftsmen are reserved for the construction of imperial tombs. Although the people who talk about it are ragged and thin, they are all in their prime, and they are generally in their thirties and forties, with a good skeleton. Perhaps they will be younger if they have enough food and drink.

Not far away, the gathered young and strong people have better conditions.

"hehe."

"Don't be nervous. I, Xu Changqing, are not a tiger and can't eat people."

Feeling the fear of these people, Xu Changqing was not in a hurry, but made a kind joke with them first.

"Xu, Xu Changqing?"

"You, are you just named Xu Changqing, the number one general of the Ming Dynasty?"

One of them was very clever when he was in his early thirties and seemed to be very informative. When he heard Xu Changqing leave the house, his eyes lit up.

The other people also looked at Xu Changqing respectfully and admirably.

At this time, Xu Changqing's reputation had basically spread throughout the Ming Dynasty.

Xu Changqing smiled: "It's my uncle! So, don't be nervous, relax."

As he said that, Xu Changqing smiled and looked at the clever words, "Brother, your surname is Gao. What is it

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Craftsmanship, how many people are there in the family?”

The clever words suddenly became excited and said respectfully: "Brother, you, you are really a villain. The villain's surname is Wang Hai, he is a stonemason, and he has eight people in his family. If you need it, as long as you can give the villain a bite of food, the villain will definitely die."

As he said that, Wang Hai had already knelt down and kowtowed desperately. In the blink of an eye, blood was seen on his forehead.

Xu Changqing frowned, "Brother Wang, get up first, what kind of discipline is this? Are you threatening me?"

"Forehead……"

Wang Hai was immediately frightened and hurriedly got up, closed his mouth tightly, and did not dare to speak again.

Xu Changqing ignored Wang Hai, looked at the other people with a smile, and asked what kind of job they were doing.

"If you come back to Master, the villain is also a stonemason and can carve flowers."

"The villain is a bricklayer."

"The villain is a carpenter."

"The villain burns bricks."

"The villain is a porcelain maker..."

With Wang Hai’s past lessons, these craftsmen have become honest and dare not be arrogant. They all have questions and answers.

After Xu Changqing finished listening to their introduction, the joy in his heart almost exploded!
To be continued...