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Chapter 512

In any era, there are prisoners on death row.

Especially in an environment like Dakang, many people can no longer survive and will choose to take desperate risks.

There are those who go up the mountains to become bandits, and there are also those who rob homes and homes.

Some people even saw their neighbors buying a few kilograms of millet during the day, and at night they would kill everyone just to grab the few kilograms of millet.

It sounds ridiculous, but it happens every day.

Although the state capital sends a group of death row prisoners to the battlefield every month to be used as cannon fodder, the death rows in various state capitals and even county capitals are never empty.

Although some people's experiences are very pitiful, they did kill people intentionally, and most of the people they killed were poor people, and they must pay the price for their crimes.

"Sir, I think Sister Mu Lan's proposal is good."

The Ninth Princess also advised: "I understand that Sir is kind-hearted and does not want to do such a thing, but Sir, think about it, even if you don't use them, they will still be killed. Are you trying to give them a way to survive, or are you doing something wrong?"

Good thing!

Moreover, once Gada comes, the sky will be in flames, and all life will be devastated. I don’t know how many innocent people will suffer.

If sir can make grenades in batches, they can be used to defend the border and resist foreign enemies. This will be a great merit in saving countless people!"

I have to say that Princess Ninth is very good at persuading people.

Knowing that Jin Feng cared about the people, he took this as a breakthrough and used the Gada invasion as an excuse.

Jin Feng was indeed moved by the words.

"I can use death row prisoners to help, but I have to choose these people myself, and they have to follow me back to Xihewan."

Jin Feng put forward his own conditions.

Explosives were of great importance, and he had to take control of the method of making them.

If it doesn't work, he would rather explore slowly by himself.

Or we could pick some of the most evil bandits to do it, and we would never leave the laboratory outside.

The Ninth Princess and Qing Xinyao looked at each other, both slightly disappointed.

But Princess Ninth still nodded and said: "Okay!"

"Then just do as you say, sir!"

Qing Xinyao followed up and said, "I'll have someone sort out the files currently on death row later and send them to you tomorrow. You can choose someone."

"Okay," Jin Feng said, "Actually, I also have a few things I want to trouble Lord Qing with."

"Sir, please speak!" Qing Xinyao put down his chopsticks.

"Your Highness helped me secure a spot in a second-class army, so I want to recruit some soldiers here in Xichuan." Jin Feng said.

There are detailed regulations for recruiting troops. It does not mean that you can recruit wherever you want.

For example, Qinghuai's Tielin Army basically came from his fiefdom, Jinchuan County.

However, almost all the young men near Jinchuan were recruited into the escort team, so Jin Feng could only recruit troops elsewhere.

"How many people do you want to recruit, sir?" Qing Xinyao asked.

"We're full!" Jin Feng said, "Five thousand people!"

"This..." Qing Xinyao hesitated.

Although Xichuan is a big city, if Jin Feng recruits 5,000 people, his recruitment in the coming year will be affected.

"I can recruit people with marks on their faces, regardless of gender!" Jin Feng added.

When Qing Xinyao heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to look for people with branded faces, otherwise he would be ostracized even if he joined the army.

Moreover, the placement of these people has given him a headache recently. If Jin Feng is willing to recruit these people, it will help him solve a big problem.

So he agreed: "No problem."

"One more thing. After the recruitment of soldiers is completed, I want the power to suppress bandits throughout Sichuan and Shu!"

Jin Feng once again put forward a condition.

For Qing Xinyao, suppressing bandits can quell public dissatisfaction and stabilize public security in the jurisdiction.

It's just that most bandits collude with local gentry, and suppressing bandits will offend these gentry.

Many squires with profound backgrounds have inextricable connections with the DPRK.

Qing Xinyao sent Qingyuan Army and Changxin Army to suppress the bandits, but they also faced great pressure and even had to borrow the name of Jinfeng Zhenyuan Escort Agency.

Now that Jin Feng has taken the initiative to take over this task, Qing Xinyao naturally agreed without hesitation.

"Sir, you are not asking my brother for help. You are doing him a favor."

Qing Mulan smiled and joked: "If I didn't know him well, I would have thought he was flattering my brother."

"Sister Mu Lan, sir, this is not to help brother Xinyao, let alone to flatter him. He really cares about the people."

The Ninth Princess stood up and saluted Jin Feng: "Sir, on behalf of the people of Sichuan and Sichuan, and on behalf of my father, I thank you!"

Anyone who is not blind knows that Sichuan and Sichuan are likely to have a poor harvest or even no harvest next year.

When the time comes when the bandits continue to collect the annual grain, the people will really not be able to survive.

If you can't survive, you will rebel.

Hearing this, Qing Xinyao also stood up and saluted Jin Feng: "Sir, Qing will bear in mind your great kindness!"

"You two are serious in your words, I just want to ask for peace of mind."

Jin Feng stood up and returned the courtesy: "If you two are serious, if someone goes to the capital to complain later, you can just say something nice to me."

"Speaking of which, sir, he is helping Qing, and the Qing family will do their best to help!" Qing Xinyao quickly assured.

"I will also report this matter to my father." The Ninth Princess has now begun to make plans in her mind, thinking about how to incite the emperor's emotions.

Jin Feng smiled and clinked tea bowls with the two of them.

In addition to seeking peace of mind, he naturally had other purposes in suppressing bandits.

From ordinary people to qualified veterans, a transition process is required.

Otherwise, many recruits have never seen blood, and their legs will become weak as soon as they go to the battlefield. Why fight?

Just let them die.

The blow to morale will also be severe.

Morale is a very mysterious thing.

If a team always wins battles, they will have the belief that they must win. Just like the Black Armor team, they dare to fight even if they face Tibetan elites ten times their size.

The opposite is also true, if a team always loses the battle from the beginning, the soldiers will be afraid of the battlefield.

When it comes to fighting, he is naturally tied up and ready to run away at any time.

Escort masters have proven that suppressing bandits is a good way to train soldiers.

Moreover, bandits also store a lot of food like gophers, and suppressing bandits can also bring food supplies.

The money seized can also be used as military expenses.

Captured bandits can also be sent to coal and salt mines to work as free labor.

Achievements in one fell swoop.

Everyone is happy.

The only disadvantage is that suppressing bandits will offend the gentry and wealthy families who secretly support the bandits.

But Jin Feng dared to beat Xue Henglu to death, so was he still afraid of the squire?

And he believed that Ninth Princess and Qing Xinyao would help him bear part of the firepower.

Therefore, both parties easily reached a consensus on this request.

Qing Xinyao put down the tea bowl and said boldly: "Sir, do you have anything else? I have already said that I will never refuse anything that Qing can do!"

The two things Jin Feng mentioned just now were said to be asking him for help, but they were actually helping him solve his troubles.

This made Qing Xinyao a little unfinished.

I wish Jin Feng could make more requests.

"There is one last thing," Jin Feng said: "I want the right to sell salt in the entire Xichuan!"

puff!

Qing Xinyao just took a sip of tea and spit it out.

Still too young and sloppy!


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