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Chapter 1350: Big——Project! [Seeking monthly ticket]

Shen Tang's extremely natural reaction gave Luo San a bad feeling.

The other party doesn't seem to have the ambition he thought?
He considered and said, "It's not that I intend to sow discord, but the power of the lady is... far away from the center of the royal court. If a villain takes the opportunity to falsely accuse her, the lady will be in danger. I heard that Lord Kang intends to let Lin Feng replace the vacant position of You Pushe. Such a great man is easily sent here. It may not be a sign for the lady..."

It is better to strike first than to suffer disaster later.

Sometimes warlords in troubled times like to keep their own troops for their own benefit, not out of ambition, but for self-protection. Trust between people is as thin as a cicada's wing, let alone between the monarch and his subjects. And trust - has been shattered into slag by thousands of years of chaos, and it can't be put back.

You must not have the intention to harm others, but you must have the intention to guard against others.

I think this lady also understands this principle.

Shen Tang opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

She thought Luo San had guessed her true identity, and was thinking whether to admit it or quibble, when Luo San gave her a big surprise. He obviously misunderstood, thinking that Shen Tang was a confidant who was under the king's order to operate outside. Good guy, if she followed Luo San's script, Shen Tang would suspect that he was a spy sent by the higher-ups to test her, or that he was still trying to instigate a rebellion.

Shen Tang scratched his cheek awkwardly with his fingers.

He smiled and said, "Lord Luo has misunderstood."

She had to think about how to say it without being too awkward.

Luo Sanze had surprise written all over his face.

Who would have thought that in such a chaotic world where rituals and music were in chaos, there would still be monarchs and ministers who trusted each other? If the female monarch was not lying, then Luo San was overthinking it. If she was deliberately guarding against him and not willing to reveal her true feelings, then that was understandable. The root of this matter was that Luo San was too abrupt and presumptuous. As a captive, he rashly said these things, and any warlord who was a little wary would have to think twice.

Thinking of this, Luo San understood: "Since my lady has no intention, just treat what I said just now as nonsense and don't take it to heart."

Successfully interrupted Shen Tang's intention to explain.

Shen Tang: "..."

Shanyong County is not a big place, and the population is not large. In addition, during the months of siege, all the refugees who could escape have fled. Although it is not to say that nine out of ten houses are empty, there are not many people to be seen. Shen Tang could only roll up his sleeves and send people to count the population and prepare disaster relief supplies. In addition to distributing supplies and re-creating household registers, he also had to order people to clean up the ruins and build city defense fortifications. He was very busy.

“This speed is faster than ours.”

As much pleasure as Shen Tang had when he led his troops to destroy the wall, as much pain as he had when he sent people to repair it. Before repairing and rebuilding, the part previously built by Luo San had to be demolished, rocks had to be mined nearby, and the location of the city wall had to be replanned to make the distribution of buildings in the city more reasonable.

Naturally, Luo San’s old subordinates were indispensable for these tasks.

They are most familiar with Suginaga County.

Looking at the busy scenes everywhere, the old subordinates felt dazed, with a sense of déjà vu - were they winning or losing in the battle with the enemy? It seemed that no matter which side won or lost, in the end it was the same group of people working here.

What was the purpose of demolishing the house at that time?

"Do we win or lose?"

Luo San’s former subordinates: “…”

When they thought of some familiar faces sleeping forever on the battlefield, and then thought of the scene in front of them where people were working and repairing the battlefield regardless of friend or foe, some people fell into philosophical thinking - what is the meaning of war?
However, this problem did not bother them for long.

The point of war is that it is meaningless.

If they don't beat others, then others won't kick down their doors with weapons, plunder every grain of food in their homes, snatch away their relatives, and occupy their houses and fields? No one wants to be the one with nothing, so they can only strike first.

My old colleague said, "It should be considered a loss."

He raised his hand and pointed at a huge rock flying in the sky, and said something that was irrefutable: "If we win, the stones used to build the city wall will roll on the ground instead of flying in the sky."

Normal bricks weigh only 40-50 jin, are about 1.3 inches long, and 4 inches thick, and are mostly blue-gray strips. This kind of brick can only stop ordinary people who cannot practice, and has no effect on powerful warriors and large-scale military formations.

In view of the destructive power of the warriors, the bricks used to build the city walls here are basically rocks mined nearby, and each piece is cut according to a certain ratio, with the length measured in feet. The people who build the city walls have to use manpower to drag such large things from the quarry piece by piece, which is inefficient, with heavy labor and harsh environment. Every time, a large number of common people will die...

This led to the common people trembling with fear when they heard about the government's conscription for labor service, and they would rather join the army and go to the battlefield than become prisoners.

You will die on the battlefield, but there is also a small chance that you can turn things around and change your fate.

Being a disciple is very likely to cause death from exhaustion.

Nowadays, these bricks that make people feel weak in the knees are no longer dragged on the ground, but fly directly in the sky. The people who move the bricks are all important people - there is an order in the army that fifth-rank doctors or above are brave warriors who are conscripted to move bricks, and their military merits are counted.

It doesn’t matter if the fifth-class doctor can’t fly.

Dozens of ordinary people can't drag all the stones in a day, but a fifth-class doctor can make more than 20 trips in half a day. If he has enough martial energy, he can easily carry 50. Those who can fly are even more efficient. The only thing that can limit the efficiency of building a city wall is not the manpower, but the speed of quarrying.

Wudan Warrior, a human disciple plus that is more useful than a human disciple.

Luo San: "..."

He got up at the sound of the cock-crow. When he came out for a stroll in the morning, the demolished city wall had just been cleared out of the foundation. He returned to the dungeon to run for a few weeks before coming out for lunch. He walked towards the garrison camp as usual and saw that the city bricks had become three layers. When he walked again in the evening, the city bricks had been piled up to five layers...

Luo San: "..."

At this moment, a large shadow fell on his head. He looked up and saw a giant dragon python rolling up seven or eight bricks in the sky. He really couldn't use the word "flying" to describe the other party's behavior.

Remember the good words——

This reticulated dragon python seems to be someone's martial totem.

Someone's strength seems to be that of an eighteenth-rank great commoner?

If this filthy dragon python was Luo San's hallucination, then how to explain the humpback whale that makes it rain wherever it flies? The humpback whale was surrounded by a ball of salty sea water, wagging its tail as it flew low. If you get closer, you can still smell the sea water. Luo San stared at the humpback whale as it staggered to its destination and spit out bricks one by one.

Every brick was wet.

Covered in humpback whale saliva.

But as long as it can be used, it's fine.

Anyway, no enemy will lick this thing with his tongue.

After unloading, the humpback whale let out a long roar, swung its tail and turned into martial energy to get back to Luo Sha's tiger talisman. Luo San then saw that Luo Sha had been sitting on the back of the humpback whale. Allowing marine life to move in the sky would consume a lot of martial energy.

The humpback whale's size also adds to the difficulty of the task.

"What are you doing?"

Gong Xichou was shirtless, with a thin layer of sweat clinging to his skin, which looked bright in the sun. He was sitting cross-legged on the bricks, chewing a fist-sized meat bun with relish. Seeing Luo San appear, Gong Xichou grabbed the tail of the Wudan Totem and wiped the grease off his mouth: "You came at the right time, get to work."

Why should he have to work while the prisoners don't?
Shouldn't Mama be partial to herself?

Luo San: "...How can I do this?"

Gong Xichou rolled his eyes, propped up his legs, and placed his elbows on the coiled Wudan Totem, putting all his weight on the latter. The Wudan Totem also surrounded him, with its snake head erect, and followed Luo San with an oppressive gaze. Gong Xichou sneered contemptuously: "An eleventh-rank right guard is so arrogant, I can do it, let alone you?"

Luo San said in a cold tone: "Tsk, boy, do you dare to let me experience your eighteenth-rank great commoner?" If Gong Xichou dares to agree, he will dare to stew snake soup tonight.

Gong Xichou curled his lips: "Tsk, Lao Deng."

Luo San looked here for a long time.

I unexpectedly discovered that the people who were transporting bricks here were all Wudan warriors, and their strength was at the fifth-class doctor or above. Although there were not many people, it was very shocking that there was not a single ordinary disciple among them. What was even more shocking was that they had no opinions.

This is very rare among the group of proud warriors.

You have to know that even if there are brave warriors involved in this kind of project, it is only under special circumstances - for example, the front-line fortifications are too urgent and the conscription of corvée is too late. At this time, the lower-level soldiers will be used as human prisoners. Warriors with a little status can only be supervisors at most to suppress the possible mutiny crisis. Let them be human prisoners? Do these menial and hard work?
As soon as this kind of order is issued, there will be a mutiny.

No one can afford the risk of mutiny.

"Where are the other soldiers?"

Gong Xichou said, "He went to repair the road."

The general is working hard, and the soldiers still want to rest?

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Luo San: "..."

Are you sure they are not planning a mutiny?
The old man finally couldn't hold back his curiosity.

What is Gong Xichou's purpose in doing this?
Don't you think this is humiliating?

Gong Xichou wiped his sweat, touched the totem snake head, and said in a resentful tone: "A brother with an older brother is a weed."

Let alone carrying bricks, even if he was asked to dig manure, Gong Xichou would probably consider the consequences of not doing it.

Luo San: "..."

I don't quite understand it, but I know Gong Xichou didn't do it voluntarily.

Ask Luo Sha the same question again.

Luo Sha blinked blankly: "Isn't this as it should be?"

Although the situation was different from what his grandfather had said - the status of a Wudan warrior was not that high, and he could not do whatever he wanted - but he had just arrived, and in order to integrate into the environment as quickly as possible, he had to follow the local customs and could not go against others. It was just carrying bricks, not a job that would require fighting on the battlefield. Not only was there no risk to his life, but he would also receive military merit. Why would he object?

Ask others -

Others have some complaints, but they have given too much. One cannot give up military merit and luck for a little "dignity".

If given a meager reward, they would rather die than be humiliated!
If it can be converted into military merit and fortune, should it be calculated by block?

Don't move, let them do this job!

Luo San fell into a strange silence: "That's it?"

The general almost jumped up and down: "What do you mean by that? The higher-ups have approved a military budget of 100 million. Do you know how many elite soldiers would be drawn from the army for such a large-scale renovation project under normal circumstances? At least 3,000, at most 5,000! The deadline is one month to complete it!"

This does not include various subsidies and living budget.

Luo San didn't quite understand: "Then?"

The Rope Dart General came over and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Then, this budget will be divided among these people now."

Luo San: “……???”

The Rope Dart General gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think it's easy to grab a spot?"

When the project was completed, the subordinates did have complaints, but not because of what Luo San thought, but because the Wudan warriors below the fifth-rank doctor felt that they were treated unfairly. Why were they blocked from entering? The lord underestimated them!

Including the generals, they arranged their trusted men to go over and have a sip of soup. They asked their trusted men to help deliver the bricks to a relatively open place, and then they delivered the bricks to the destination. The whole process was also considered as a contribution, and they would be distributed privately later.

The Rope Dart General agreed with what his sister had said before.

This kind of fertilizer is almost common.

In the past, it was given to the soldiers below, and warriors with strength above a certain level were not allowed to participate, and they were not allowed to compete with the soldiers for profit. If it weren't for the pursuit of efficiency and time, they wouldn't have been allowed to go. Seeing that Luo San still had no idea, the rope dart general said, "If this project is given to the soldiers to work for three months, and there are 5,000 people, and the martial luck allocated to each person is converted into rice, grain, fruits and vegetables, a family of five can live without worries for one or two years in Kangguo."

Luo San: "..."

That way he understood.

Kangguo has a large population and a stable situation. If it is well managed, it is reasonable that there will be a surplus of national fortune. Luo San added, subtracted, multiplied and divided in his mind and finally came to the conclusion that this job is not impossible. However, he still has a problem.

"Why don't you see the old people from Suginaga County?"

There are about ten Wudan warriors above the fifth-class doctor level in Suginaga County, not counting those who are still recovering from injuries. Why aren't the others here? They are not deliberately trying to exclude them from the workplace, are they? It is indeed difficult for the newcomers to get benefits...

I know this rationally, but I feel uncomfortable.

The Rope Dart General took a bite of the meat bun to replenish his strength.

Said: "They don't want to come."

Luo San: "..."

Shen Tang never liked to force people to do this kind of job that was obviously beneficial. If they wanted to do it, they could do it. If they didn't want to do it, they could do it to someone else. Anyway, the message had been sent to them. Good things have to be snatched away to reflect their true value. Forcing them to do it would make them look cheap.

He walked briskly to find his former subordinates.

The old subordinates all looked unhappy.

When they saw Luo San, they all concealed their sad expressions and prepared to report good news rather than bad news - they were still touched by all kinds of preferential treatments in the past two days, but today their true colors were exposed, so how could they complain - no matter what, they could not let the old captain worry about them anymore.

Luo San came up and asked to verify the truth of what the captain of Shengbiao said.

"You know everything?"

"true."

"…It's not that we don't want to, it's really that they are bullying us too much." Several old subordinates said this with red eyes, but they could do nothing about it. They were at the mercy of others, and now they couldn't resist, so they could only swallow their grievances.

Luo San uttered after a long while: "...How foolish!"

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There is no heating here in Xianggu, so I have to turn on the air conditioner and heater in the study every night to make my fingers comfortable (I still use an aluminum keyboard, a metal keyboard, which freezes my fingers super cold). Then I discovered a problem, and my dandruff started to grow like crazy...

Is there any solution?