There is no hatred in his heart, even if he is short-tempered and the folk customs here are relatively fierce, it is still not so easy to kill people like this.

If you have a deep hatred with the horse bandits, or you haven't eaten enough for too long, and you can't stand the hunger, you can kill people like slaughtering chickens.

One has a vendetta, and the horse bandit is considered revenge.

The other one will not have so many thoughts at all, he is hungry in his stomach, his eyes are green, and there will be no psychological shadow when he kills someone.

I only know that if I pass the assessment and become the tolerance of the county government, I will be able to eat a full stomach in the future.

The little leaders of the horse bandits were all pale.

It's better to be killed first, and if your head falls off, you won't know anything.

But those who are still alive and lined up to be killed are all shaking and urinating.

Death was so close, seeing their companions die tragically in front of them one by one, and listening to the cries of their companions mixed with endless fear, their spirits were about to collapse.

In this world, how many people are really not afraid of death?

Especially when death is approaching, that fear can scare people's hearts.

But no one sympathized with these small bandit leaders, who threw themselves into the bandits' den, and if they wanted to survive, they had to plunder everywhere, and in the process of looting, they had to kill before they could do it.

Dead at their hands were ordinary people, caravans passing by.

Of course, there are also officers and soldiers.

Many of the little bosses are already frightened and incontinent, with feces and urine flowing together, and the smell is incomparable.

Jiang Long also did not feel sympathy, even those ordinary horse bandits should have been killed.

It's just that those people can be kept and something can be done.

But even if you live, you have to suffer and suffer, even if you have atoned for the evil things you have done before.

A total of 520 horse bandits were captured, including 20 small leaders, and a full 500 horse bandits were left in prison.

The lives of these twenty small leaders allowed nineteen strong men to smoothly enter the prison department of the county government to do things.

There was one left, and it was taken away by Jiang Long.

Before leaving, he pointed out that a man with an exceptionally strong body was admitted.

The newly found person is inexperienced, Jiang Long asked He Dao to arrange for a few soap class errands in the county government to help, otherwise it will be troublesome if one of them is not caught by the horse bandits and has a chance to escape.

Jiang Long left, and naturally someone dragged away the bodies of the little leaders and disposed of them.

Back in the backyard of the county government, Jiang Long asked people to bring the little boss who was alive with Zuihou.

The small leader has a relatively thin body, feminine and delicate facial features, black hair, and is wearing a big shirt, but his eyes are a little green.

"Little Hechi has seen the Qingtian Lord!" The little boss was tied with his hands behind his back, bowed his head, and slammed his forehead on the floor.

There was a muffled thud.

When Jiang Long asked him to raise his head, his forehead was already bruised.

"You're not from Daqi?" Jiang Long asked.

"Lord Hui, the villain is the son of the chief of a small tribe nearby." He Chi replied respectfully: "The villain's mother is a Daqi person, who was snatched away by her father back then, and her mother taught the villain since she was a child, you must know that you can't kill people at will, especially the people of Daqi on the border. ”

"Then why are you in the bandits' den?" Jiang Long was curious.

Since he is the son of a chief, even if he is only a small chief, he should have a certain status in the tribe.

It's too dangerous not to run into the horse bandits on a mission.

Hechi immediately explained, "Back to the adult, the villain has listened to his mother's teachings since he was a child, and his way of acting is not in harmony with several brothers in the family, and he is also not liked by his father, and he is very excluded in the clan. ”

Previously, He Chi gave Jiang Long a look, signaling that he had something to say, and Jiang Long did not kill this person.

Now that he heard this, Jiang Long's heart moved.

If this person is telling the truth, then put it back and you can put an eyeliner in that tribe.

"Untie."

Jiang Long waved his hand.

Tudu hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to release the rope for Hechi.

"Lord Xiexie!" He Chi respectfully kowtowed to Jiang Long again.

"Since you admire the culture of Daqi in your heart, this official will spare your life." Jiang Long said that he would let Hechi leave.

Gunty Barker and Qin Yu both frowned slightly.

Just let this person go?

He Chi was also surprised, but instead of turning away, he knelt down again, "My lord, the villain's mother has always wanted to return to the arms of Daqi, if one day in the future, the villain can find a way to rescue his mother."

I wonder if the adults will be able to give the villain and the villain's mother a place to stay? ”

"The official can agree, but ......" Jiang Long said halfway through.

Hechi immediately continued: "The villain understands that the villain's mother once said that there is no free lunch in this world. ”

"Good!"

Jiang Long nodded, "Since you understand everything, then what should be done, this official will not teach you." ”

Waiting for He Chi to retreat, Qin Yu asked suspiciously, "Little Master, do you really believe this person?" ”

"There is only a small leader of horse bandits on the left and right, even if he is lying, let it go." Jiang Long said this in his mouth, but in fact, he had an idea in his heart just now, if he had immediately retreated in a hurry when he first let He Chi leave, He Chi would have been a dead corpse by now.

Cheng Ze was also listening beside him, and then interjected, "If this person is telling the truth, then it may be of great help in the future." ”

Why not nod your head and agree.

After walking on the road for a whole day, he didn't sleep well last night, so Jiang Long asked everyone to go down to rest.

Nor do they let people keep vigils.

Jiang Long estimated that it had been a few days since the prescription was given, and the black-clothed guard should have a result.

As he expected, when he waited until midnight and wanted to strip and sleep, the black-clothed guard came again last time.

"Say hello to the little master." The black-clothed guard fell to one knee with a sack in his hand.

Jiang Long was in urgent need of silver now, so he immediately asked, "Is the firing successful?" ”

"Yes."

The black-clothed guard got up, stepped forward and put the sack at Jiang Long's feet, and then stepped back to kneel again.

Jiang Long opened the sack and immediately saw the light gray powder inside.

Fingers pinched a small handful and rubbed gently, Jiang Long was very satisfied.

Very good!

This thing should make a fortune.

"May I ask the little master, what is this gray powder?" The black-clothed guard asked.

Jiang Long explained: "This thing is called cement, and it is ...... mixed with sand and gravel with water" This explanation seems a bit troublesome, Jiang Long simply took water and sand and gravel himself, and here, yellow sand and stones are not difficult to find.

Stir it in front of the black-clad guard.

First, make a cement pile to test the hardness of the cement after drying.

"When it dries, it becomes very hard and can be applied to the city walls to protect it from the wind and sun, or to build bridges and pave roads......"

Jiang Long smeared another layer on the ground, "It can also be used in your own home, and when laying bricks, it is much stronger than mixing with mud and sand." ”

When the black-clothed guard heard this, his face was contemplative.

"Since you can find a brick factory, is there a place where you can fire porcelain?" Jiang Long asked suddenly.

"Yes." The black-clothed guard replied, but didn't elaborate.

"You can make very thin, square or rectangular tiles, and then stick them on the ground and walls with cement, which will not fall off for decades, and the room will be very clean and beautiful." Jiang Long didn't care about the attitude of the black-clothed guard, "This is much cheaper and more convenient than transporting it from the south to polish the haode granite paving."

As long as you have a small amount of assets in your family, you can use them. ”

The black-clothed guard is not stupid, and immediately sees a business opportunity from it.

If this thing is really as Jiang Long said, then it will bring huge profits.

The Black Guards are huge inside, and their funds are tight, and there are many places where they spend money.

Mrs. Jing would give the black-clothed guard a large sum of money every once in a while.

"The little master is short of money?" The black-clothed guard rolled his eyes slightly, and asked.

"Not bad."

"Why don't you work with the Black Guard?"

"So much to talk to you, that's what it means."

"I wonder how long it will take for cement to work?"

"The air in the north is drier, and this layer of cement laid on the ground should be able to dry the day after tomorrow." Jiang Long thought for a while and said, "And this cement pile is too thick, I'm afraid it will take seven or eight days." ”

"I'll do it again the day after tomorrow." The black-clothed guard said: "Cooperate with the little master, and the small ones must also report on the side." ”

"Okay, but I'm in urgent need of silver here, and you have to bring some silver the day after tomorrow."

The black-clothed guard hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes." ”

Looking at the back of the black-clothed guard leaving, Jiang Long's eyes narrowed slightly.

He was deliberately tempting.

As expected, the black-clothed guard did not dare to snatch the cement from him for nothing.

You must know that he has already written the firing method of cement to the black-clothed guard, how to use it Again, the black-clothed guard can swallow it completely, and there is no need to take the silver out.

Stripped off and slept, all night fine.

Although nineteen people died because of his decision, Jiang Long did not have a nightmare.

Because it was the one who deserved to die, he had no guilt in his heart, and he was very open.

The next day, Jiang Long got up early to practice martial arts, and after breakfast, he came to the county government to ask if there was anything wrong, and learned that there was no major matter, so he still handed over the power to Cheng Ze, Xiao Fan and why not deal with it, and he took Tudu and others to ride horses and go out of the county gate.

First they came to the Hunhe River, and then they marched along the riverbank.

If you want to open up rivers and cultivate fields, you must do a good job of overall planning in the early stage.

This is a huge project, and if you don't prepare in advance, you may go back and forth after construction.

You have to do one thing two or even three times.

Waste of manpower and material resources.

Besides, the project is very large, but it can't be delayed for too long to see the benefits.

If the construction is to be carried out in stages, it must be at least one year, or two years, so that the people can see the benefits.

We can't wait until ten or eight years for the entire huge project to be completed and then see the harvest, and no one has the patience to wait for such a long time.

As he walked, Jiang Long drew a drawing of the nearby topography.

Clearly mark it above.