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Wu Fan's unbounded words are really confusing...... Except for the Son of Heaven.

Yang Kui licked his chapped lips, although his eyes were not blue when he didn't sleep well, his eyes were shining brightly. There were words he would never want to hear a second time.

The sentence "How heavy is the annual conscription of the empire" made the head of the household Shangshu Jin Dezhi look solemn, and he didn't know where to get a small abacus, and the "crackling" of no one next to him started.

Wu Fan's steady appearance as Mount Tai finally revealed his slightest.

Tang Guogong Li Yuan noticed Wu Fan's full confidence, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and frequently signaled small movements.

The official Jiang Ji was helpless, so he could only speak: "Champion ......"

Without waiting for Wu Fan to fight back, Jin Dezhi angrily reprimanded: "Shut your mouth!" Be quiet! ”

The top boss moved Chrysostom, and Qian Min, the household servant who just wanted to help, immediately lost his head.

After a full cup of tea, the old fat man wiped his sweat like rain, and stopped with a long breath.

Jin Dezhi organized his words and said: "There are many types of conscription, and there are about three kinds of conscription: forced service, miscellaneous service, and military service. The quantity required varies from year to year. It seems that last year, the empire coincided with the relocation of the capital and the revival of the division to crusade against the Southern Liang and Northern Yan, and the military service alone was as much as 3 million, and the forced labor and miscellaneous labor were even more than 10 households and 1 ding, more than 8 million people. ”

Jin Dezhi thought about it and cautiously added: "The difference in the number of statistics should not exceed half of the total." ”

Forced labor can be understood as those who specialize in physical work, such as repairing the Great Wall, digging the Grand Canal, building palaces, and other dangerous tasks.

The unlucky ones have a nickname - "Gone forever".

Miscellaneous labor can be understood as those who are unfortunate enough to chop wages, carry firewood, repair warehouses, and transport materials.

The good thing about the unfortunate son is that he is recruited on the spot and does not have to leave his hometown. It's a little easier, too.

Military service can be understood as an auxiliary pawn, which is a long-term conscription, standing in peacetime, mainly transporting grain, grass and baggage in wartime, or temporarily serving as a garrison when the state capital is empty. If the war is tight, you may have to pick up arms and fight desperately...... Probably.

Wu Fan had never personally led an army to fight a large number of battles before, and he didn't know a lot of tricks. After listening to Jin Dezhi's words, he suddenly understood that in some large-scale wars in ancient times, there would always be a big deviation in the record of troops, sometimes millions, sometimes hundreds of thousands, sometimes tens of thousands. It's not clear. It turned out to be a matter of conscription, and the military service, forced labor, and miscellaneous service around an army of 100,000 people will present a geometric multiple!

Wu Fan's thoughts faded in the blink of an eye, and he continued to ask, "What about this year so far?" ”

Jin Dezhi replied like a stream: "The world is calm, only the first emperor Taishan sealed Zen in the spring." and the management of the Qingzhou floods, with the number of conscripts about 2 million. ”

Wu Fan said again: "What about the year before last? ”

Jin Dezhi is really a smart person: "About 5.6 million." Further on, it was 5.5 million, 6.1 million. After a short pause, he said: "What I just counted is only these five years." ”

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Dare to ask Jin Shangshu if he knows the number of conscripts who die every year?" ”

Jin Dezhi, the head of the household, was silent and said with a sigh: "In the past five years, the average is about 600,000. ”

Wu Fanyi totaled. "That is, an average of six million conscripts a year, and an average of one in ten people?" ”

The numbers are icy. It's also intuitive.

The crowd was amazed.

Even Yang Kuan, the Son of Heaven, couldn't help but stand up and asked, "Jin Shangshu...... Right? ”

This Wu Fan has never told Yang Kui.

Jin Dezhi, the head of the household department, shook his head and said: "There will be no less, only more." ”

More than 600,000 people die every year in forced labor alone! Especially since most of those people are exhausted! A courtier who knows well, who can feel good when he listens to it?

The civil and military officials were silent, and the needles in the Qianyang Hall could be heard.

Wu Fan suddenly said: "If I sue you, I dare not say that I will never be forced into service." At the very least, can it be exempted from other conscription in addition to military service? ”

"Boom!"

A thunderclap on the ground.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Champion Hou! Hugh is kidding! ”

"Nonsense!"

"Huangkou child, open your mouth!"

“……”

Questioning is mixed with name-calling. It's overwhelming.

Wu Fan laughed and said, "I haven't said it yet!" How do you know what works and what doesn't? ”

Silence other people's voices. Wu Fan walked to the side of the official Jiang Ji and the household servant Qian Min, and said, "You say, I colluded with businessmen, sought personal gain, corrupted morality, and acted presumptuously...... I think it should be good, right? ”

Smacking his mouth, Wu Fan said disdainfully: "I want to say, don't measure my wisdom by digging out your own brains without a tablespoon!" That's a great insult to me! ”

After ridiculing the two of them who didn't like the goods, Wu Fan turned around and waved his arms and said loudly: "Qiang people! Qiang people! Qiang people! He changed his tone three times in a row, each more high-spirited and more angry: "What have they done since the beginning of the Han Dynasty and the end of the empire for thousands of years? Who can sue me! ”

Wu Fan asked and answered: "Rebellion!" Looting! Slaughter! ”

Wu Fan patted his chest and said in an affectionate tone: "It is our Central Plains people who are suffering, maybe one of our ancestors has died tragically under their swords. Not long ago, they united with the Tubo people to plague Shuzhou again, and the Duke of Yue paid the price of losing martial arts to defeat them. It's only been a few months! Are you all so forgetful? The blood of the soldiers is still not dry! The people's grievances are still unresolved! They have already shown their attitude, they are no longer Sui people, they are no longer the people of the empire! ”

Wu Fan roared: "So, let's say that I kill innocent people indiscriminately!" So, let's say that I am in trouble with the people of the northwest! I'm doing it for the people! What I did was right and commanded by the Son of Heaven! ”

Wu Fan raised his voice further and said, "I am looking for those businessmen, not for personal gain, but to completely reduce the forced labor!" It's not a fool's dream, because I captured a million Qiang people in Yongliang! ”

Wu Fan emphasized: "One million young and strong Qiang people! ”

Wu Fan opened his arms and walked in front of the military generals of Wenchen one by one, "What can they use it for?" Military service is not at ease, miscellaneous service is too happy for them, only forced service meets them! Let them work until they die of exhaustion! And I, the people of the Great Sui, will no longer worry about doing forced labor! Note! This is just my personal victory, there are tens of millions of Turks, Tibetans, millions of Goryeo, Ryukyu, Huns, Hulu, etc., there are too many around the empire! Don't tell me anything about how to treat Fanbang to be reformed, to be gentle, and to be gracious, it's all bullshit! If the fuck really works, Sage Kong would have dealt with them thousands of years ago! Which turn is their turn to develop and grow and become the mortal enemy of the Central Plains, the maggot of the tarsal bone! ”

Wu Fan looked around and said, "From today onwards, remember one sentence!" He took a deep breath and almost roared: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different!! ”

(To be continued)