Chapter 1327 Start to work hard

Bad start.

For a moment, the entire forest was filled with the voices of bandits refusing to accept the recruitment and driving Zhu Pingan away.

Zhu Pingan was not surprised by this, and it can even be said that the scene before him was within Zhu Ping's expectation. Zhu Pingan didn't change his face, and he took the time to observe the group of bandits in front of him amidst the hustle and bustle.

The head of the family, that is, Ruonan's father, is not so much disgusted and resisting Zhao'an, as it is disgusting and resisting himself.

It shouldn't be, it doesn't make sense, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help thinking about it carefully, this is the first time we have met, and I have no enmity with Ruonan and her father. Although Ruonan robbed him on the way to the exam back then, but he was robbed instead, but later in Anqing Mansion he also saved Ruonan's life, counting, my kindness to Ruonan is more than that. Shouldn't her father be so disgusted and resist him? !

While thinking, Zhu Pingan caught a glimpse of the enchantress Ruonan, and a thought suddenly appeared, as if inspired.

Demon girl Ruonan has always talked about "scholars have nothing good" and "officials have nothing good". She hates and hates scholars and officials to the extreme, and thinks back to why the demon girl Ruonan's life was hanging by a thread in Anqing Mansion. , because Lu Tongzhi was seriously injured because of the assassination.

Well, yes, probably the demon girl's family has a **** feud with that Lu Tongzhi family, and it is precisely because of this that their family hates scholars and officials so much, so it makes sense.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhu Ping'an's mouth could not help but twitch. If the cause is found, it will be easy to prescribe the right medicine.

In this way, I have greater confidence.

At this moment, a group of bandits are still talking about it. In their mouth, banditry is the most promising and promising industry in the world, and recruiting security is self-satisfaction, asking for trouble, and asking for hardship.

"Heads of the family, you heroes, whizzing through the mountains and fields, eating meat and drinking in big bowls, are really happy and at ease. To be honest, I envy this kind of life, and even my heart is fascinated."

Zhu Ping'an slightly arched his hands towards Ruo Nan's father and the bandits, and said with a smile.

"You also admit that you envy us for our ease, ha ha, then you still have the face to recruit, please, maybe we will consider letting you join the gang." The group of bandits suddenly burst into laughter.

"However, are the days of heroes really so happy and comfortable? Why did you become a refugee and come to Jingnan?!"

Zhu Ping'an twitched the corners of his mouth and said something lightly.

Suddenly, the group of thieves were like drakes being strangled by fate, and the noisy laughter stopped abruptly.

One by one couldn't help but blush. They really couldn't make it through at the beginning, so they had to come to Jingnan as refugees. Of course, even if there were no floods, their life would be difficult. They are far from being as unrestrained and comfortable as they said. They eat meat and drink in big bowls. This day is not a few times a year. The conditions in the mountains are difficult, and they don't They are engaged in production and make a living by robbery. There are often times when there is no next meal. Not to mention being blindsided and cursed by the common people, the risk is also very high. There are land grabbing battles among bandits, and there are risks in robbing fat sheep, not to mention the government from time to time. They are surrounded and suppressed, how unrestrained and comfortable they are, just like street rats and sewer rats.

"Ahem, these are not important!" A group of bandits coughed with blushing faces.

"Yes, none of this is important." Zhu Pingan nodded, "As the saying goes, three hundred and sixty lines lead to champions, bandits are also a type of three hundred and sixty lines, and if they do well, they will have a bright future. .

Huh? Speak for us? !

The bandits were a little confused.

Zhu Pingan continued under their astonished eyes, "However, there is a major premise for bandits to do well."

"What's the big premise?" A group of bandits couldn't help but be dominated by Zhu Ping'an, and asked in a hurry.

"The premise of this is to have an environment suitable for the development of bandits." Zhu Pingan said slowly.

"What environment?" A group of bandits couldn't help asking.

"That's the troubled times! As the saying goes, there are heroes in troubled times. Troubled times are the era suitable for the development of bandits. The more chaotic the world is, the more suitable it is. The more chaotic the world, the more bandits, the court is overwhelmed, the ruling power is weak, and it is unable to suppress bandits. Endless, the more you suppress, the more this kind of chaotic world is suitable for the development of bandits. The so-called "thief who steals the hook will be punished, and the one who steals the country will be marquis". , without losing a generation of heroes; if you retreat, you can serve as the master of the Ming Dynasty, use your skills, and gain the power of the dragon, and it is not a fantasy to confer the title of wife and son, and feudal lord and minister."

Zhu Ping'an, with his hands behind his back, paced slowly while talking eloquently.

After hearing the prospect Zhu Pingan described, all the bandits couldn't help their blood boiling.

Still a great scholar.

Look at what people say, those who steal hooks punish those who steal the country, and heroes come out of troubled times, it sounds really exciting.

"To be honest, if this is a chaotic world, I might take off my black hat and pull up a team to occupy the mountain and become king. But, heroes, let's open your eyes and see, this is a peaceful and prosperous world, not a chaotic world. If you say If the troubled times are the heyday of the bandits, then the current prosperous times are the end of the bandits. In a peaceful and prosperous age, the court is powerful, the people support it, and they have enough energy to suppress the bandits. Wherever there are bandits, the local government will send troops to suppress the bandits, everyone. Heroes must have experienced it many times. Don't think that you are complacent after escaping the bandit suppression by the local government a few times, thinking that everything will be fine. More troops to suppress the bandits, if it fails, the central court will mobilize a large army to suppress the bandits."

Zhu Pingan glanced at the bandits with scorching eyes, and his voice was as deafening as Hong Zhong Dalu.

Zhu Ping'an's words broke the blood of the bandits like a gust of wind and hail, and made them as cold as frost hitting eggplants. Over the years, the local government has suppressed bandits a lot, and they have been worried and devastated all day long. Every time they encounter bandits, they will be injured.

"So what about the suppression of bandits, don't we still stand in front of you and tell you that we are not afraid."

Hu Laosan and the other bandits refused to accept it, and shouted with their necks stuck.

"Well, yes, you are lucky, but what about others, how many brothers around you have changed?! Before I came, based on the county annals and other data, I calculated the situation of bandits in Dayu Mountain in the past 50 years. In the past 50 years, There are as many as eighty-six groups of bandits, big and small, in Dayu Mountain one after another. They will disappear in a short period of two or three years, and in a long period of ten years, but no bandit can persist for more than fifteen years. There are sixteen bandits. The shares were wiped out by other bandits, and fifty-seven shares were wiped out by the government. There are still thirteen bandit shares in Dahou Mountain. Among them, your copycat is considered an old seniority, and it has been nine years. Yes, the distance The cottage with the longest lifespan recorded in the county annals, there are still three and a half years before any county officials dare to let you exceed this record, otherwise they will be listed in the county annals, and their black hats will not be kept."

Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, took out a piece of paper from his arms, stared at Hu Laosan and the others with burning eyes, and said leisurely.

Uh.

Listening to what he said, and thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is really no cottage in Dahou Mountain that can last for fifteen years.

At this moment, even Hu Laosan is gone.

(end of this chapter)