"Reporting to Your Highness, I have driven away those merchants according to your instructions!"

"They didn't find anything, did they?"

"No!"

"But if we let them watch for a while, the raw silk we prepared in advance may not be enough..."

Everyone left the No. 1 Spinning Factory and stared at the sign of the No. 1 Spinning Factory in a daze for a long time.

They all feed on silk and know how powerful the steam spinning machine is.

Once this thing becomes popular, it will be difficult for them to eat this bowl of rice again!

If the emperor's grandson really builds dozens of factories like this, how can their small workshops that rely on labor survive?

"Everyone, we are in danger!"

"yes!"

"If it is a new thing developed by ordinary merchants, we can also coerce and induce them to hand over the blueprints of the new machine, even if we spend a lot of money to buy it out."

"However, the other party is the emperor's grandson, the most noble person in the Ming Dynasty, and behind him is the entire Ming Dynasty court!"

"Why should we compete with others?"

One by one, the merchants returned home as if they were mourning for their heirs. They didn't even wait until the afternoon and started chasing people away before lunch.

Chen Jiu and his wife were working in the workshop, thinking about cutting off five crops in three days to earn more money to buy rice, when they heard the sad news that they had been fired.

Chen Jiu and his wife looked in disbelief. They were "good hands" hired from the manufacturing bureau by the owner of the workshop after all his good words. Why did they quit after working for only a few days?

What makes the two of them feel even more devastated is that they are still considered "work deserters" in the manufacturing bureau. If they are caught by the government, they will be slapped with a slap in the face!

However, what devastated Chen Jiu and his wife the most was that when they went to ask for wages from their boss, Qian Wenyong, not only did they not get the wages, but they were beaten severely.

They said that they ate more than anyone else but had no work to do. They wasted a lot of silk thread but failed to weave a few pieces of good silk.

Chen Jiu was so aggrieved that he almost cried when he heard this. The looms in Qian's workshop were different from those in the government. He had already explained to his boss that he and his mother-in-law Wang Siniang would have to adapt to the situation for at least ten and a half days. During this period

They can only weave ordinary silk, but now the Qian family is using the lack of good silk as an excuse for not paying themselves?

Is there any conscience in this?

Chen Chen was beaten, but he did not dare to go to the government to complain, so he had no choice but to help each other with his mother-in-law and go home to recuperate.

In fact, what happened to Chen Jiu and his wife is not unique.

Zhang Tianyou was also greatly surprised when he learned that Zhu Yunxi could spin and weave without manual labor.

However, after being surprised, Zhang Tianyou came up with another plan.

"Everyone, doesn't the Emperor's grandson not hire weavers now?"

"Let me give you an idea, how can you immediately cause chaos to the emperor's grandson?"

When all the Suzhou merchants heard this, they felt dizzy.

Ever since they listened to Zhang Tianyou's words, it seems that they have never taken advantage, and they have suffered a lot.

"Young Master, we are all running a small business and we really can't afford to deal with it!"

When Zhang Tianyou heard this complaint, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"Everyone, I won't let you contribute money this time. I just ask you to hire fewer people and let the news out..."

"What's the rumor?"

"Come here with your ears..."

On the second day after Zhu Yunxi's No. 1 spinning factory opened, a rumor spread in Suzhou City, saying that the emperor Taisun had invented a textile machine that could weave cloth without a weaver, and could also automatically spin yarn, and all textile workshops were alive.

When they could no longer continue, the weavers were laid off one after another.

At first, everyone didn't believe it, but after all the workshop owners said this, they could only believe it.

Then, after several days of deliberation, tens of thousands of weavers in Suzhou, instigated by thoughtful people, finally gathered at the No. 1 Spinning Factory and made a big fuss to get the No. 1 Spinning Factory out of Suzhou.

When Zhang Zonglai heard that tens of thousands of people had gathered at the No. 1 Spinning Factory, he was so frightened that he almost found a rope and strangled himself to death.

This is a civil uprising!

Once the censor Yan Guan interferes with him, his life will not be guaranteed!

"Emperor Grandson, you have to help me, and we must not cause a civil uprising!"

Zhu Yunxi has been sending people to pay close attention to the activities at the No. 1 Spinning Factory. In fact, there has been no serious production at the spinning factory these days. The boilers are just burning and the chimneys are smoking every day.

It’s just an illusion that they are stepping up production.

However, in order to prevent civil unrest, he still arranged a thousand brocade guards in the spinning factory and asked them to be responsible for the safety of the spinning factory.

"Old Zhang!"

"Don't worry, everything is under control!"

Zhang Qinglai sat on the chair angrily. Although he did not dare to complain, his face was full of resentment.

During this period of time spent with Zhu Yunxi, he had figured out the temperament of the emperor's grandson, and he became a little more courageous.

"Emperor Grandson, the safety, misfortune, happiness and misfortune of Xiaguan and his family are all decided by your thoughts."

"If there is a civil uprising in Suzhou City, you, the emperor's grandson, will definitely be fine, but Weichen, the prefect of Suzhou, will be in trouble!"

Zhu Yunxi didn't care about being honest.

"fine!"

"If the imperial court resigns you, Gu will transfer you to the Wenhua Palace and do nothing with Gu!"

When Zhang Qinglai heard what the emperor's grandson said, his depressed mood eased a little.

Although the rank of the Wenhua Palace is a bit low, not as high as that of the fifth-rank Suzhou magistrate, he can still be regarded as a minister of the latent palace, right?

When the grandson of the emperor ascends the throne in the future, he will have the power to follow the dragon and reach the sky in one step.

"Then thank you very much, Emperor Taisun..."

While the two were chatting, a guard in golden clothes hurried over outside the door.

"Your Highness, something bad has happened. Rioters have begun to attack our factory!"

Zhu Yunxi scolded him on the spot after hearing this.

"Watch your words!"

"Those are all people under my rule, the Ming Dynasty. How can we call them rioters?"

"Yes, that's right. It's because I was negligent. Those weavers are going to attack our factory. Master Qianhe asked me to come over and ask for instructions. What should we do next?"

Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly.

"Hold on first. If anyone dares to rush through the door, fire a few shots into the sky to scare them. If there are still others who dare to rush through the door, knock down a few of them."

"Be careful, don't kill anyone, try to scare people!"

"promise!"

After Zhu Yunxi dismissed Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi, he picked up the tea cup and rinsed his mouth.

"Let's go!"

"It's time for me to go over there and take a look!"

When Zhang Qinglai heard that the emperor's grandson was about to risk his life, he opened his arms and blocked the door.

"Your Highness, this is absolutely unacceptable!"

"Give Weichen a message, and Weichen will negotiate with the weavers on your behalf!"

"You must not take risks with your life. If a mob makes trouble and hurts a hair on your head, I will not be able to explain to Your Majesty even if I die!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled and said.

「

It’s okay!”

"Actually, the weavers' demands are very simple. They just want a job to support their families."

"Why don't you just give them a job?"

When Zhang Qing came to see the emperor's grandson, he spoke so lightly that a trace of doubt arose in his heart again.

"Your Highness, don't you want weavers?"

"And there are tens of thousands of people over there. You can't use that many people even if you use them, right?"

Zhu Yunxi asked rhetorically after hearing this.

"Who said I can't use this much?"

"Let alone tens of thousands of people, even hundreds of thousands of weavers can afford it!"

"Hundreds of thousands?"
To be continued...