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Chapter 192 One hundred Stallone or

"Report to my grandson, our Duke of Qi's mansion now has a total of 100 soldiers and 50 young and strong servants. There are nearly 2,000 young and strong servants in the villages outside the city." In my study, Li Qian's tall body was kneeling in front of me, with a hint of doubt on his face. He was not sure why I summoned him to ask such a question.

"Can you recruit some more family soldiers?" I stood with my hands behind my back, thinking constantly. Or, since the conversation in the Duke of Tang's mansion, I, who had been keen on making money for this period of time, suddenly woke up. The upcoming chaotic world was a chaotic world, which left the 50 million people of the Sui Dynasty with only more than 10 million people.

Making money is important, but if you have money alone, it is useless in troubled times. You can't come to your doorstep. You can only pay the money obediently. In that case, even the richest man in the world is not enough to be a loser.

In addition to being rich, there is naturally someone. Now, it is time for me to consider the long-term. As a former instructor of the militia company in the township, how could I put such a big thing behind my mind? This is really inappropriate. I am so regretful now that I almost wanted to give myself a leap.

The only thing I am glad that, fortunately, it was still early, and I finally woke up after half a year. What's more, I had not been able to return to the Duke of Qi's Mansion earlier, even if I wanted people, it would be unreasonable. Now, I have officially become the owner of the Duke of Qi's Mansion, which is equivalent to completely inheriting everything from my father. Of course, I have to have money and people.

What's more, in this era, informal armed forces such as personal soldiers and family soldiers are legal. Of course, it is only legal for dignitaries and nobles. For ordinary people, you should dare to organize a team of 100 people, and it would be strange if you don't get beaten by the court.

"How many personal soldiers can I train for the title of Duke?" This young master clenched his fingers into fists, raised his head, and asked in a deep voice at Li Qian.

In the room, there were only me and Li Qian, while Li Yuanfang and Liu Xutian were guarding outside the study door, with their majestic bodies facing the biting cold wind and ice and snow, but they were not afraid of it.

"Reporting to the young master, it can be as little as fifty, as much as two or three hundred people. No matter how many, unless it is a general in office,..." Li Qian quickly bowed and replied. This made me suffer a small blow. One hundred people, dazzled, even one hundred Stallones or Swarzenegger bulged their muscles with bare shirtlessness, it would be impossible to fight a thousand fully armed elite Sui soldiers alone.

"In the past, when the old Duke was alive, he had two hundred soldiers and eight hundred troops. After the old Duke died, all the troops returned to become patrons. If you want to summon me, you can summon me back." Li Qian saw the dark clouds on my face and quickly said. "But, if someone impeaches me, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss."

"Well, I know this, I think about it first..." I nodded and replied. Li Qian said that because he was concerned, but this really made people feel troublesome. The two thousand households in the village were young and strong, and it was naturally a little bit of a slight diversion. But the question is, what do you think? A little kid is neither an official nor a soldier. Is there any indescribable purpose for getting so many troops?

I won’t be so idle that I let others catch my handle, but if I really want to watch the more than a thousand young men, I can’t argue.

What to do? At this moment, I was thinking hard and had no choice. Could it be that if I really wanted to train a hundred Navy SEALs, I could support a safe world in the coming chaotic times? Or, when someone rebelled, I would run over and hug my thighs? That was too inferior. It was not something that outstanding time travelers like us.

But then again, if you want to become a king, I really don’t have the energy. Although I know that I am extremely talented, this does not mean that I can become the king of a country under the eye of the smart people in ancient times.

Besides, I have watched countless historical dramas. None of the emperors live a smooth life. They are either intrigue or fight openly and secretly all day long. The wife at home can even squat together and write countless masterpieces that are comparable to bloody Korean dramas.

Even if I become an emperor, I still have to balance every day, and I have to fight this and support that person. I feel tired even when I watch it, let alone have to act in person.

Before I traveled through time, I also had dreams, but my dream was not to overthrow a harmonious society or a leader of a country, but to hope that I could become a monetary or a novelist, and I didn't even think about the thankless cause of rebellion.

"Young Master..." Seeing that I didn't say anything for a long time, Li Qian called carefully.

"Well, since that's the case, first train the 100 soldiers. You should be able to train them in three months, and then summon three or five hundred young men from the village to train them, and then every three months, let the trained young men go back to the village first and recruit a group again. This cycle is repeated, what do you think, butler?" This young man touched his naked...uh, a chin with acne, and asked Li Qian.

His sister, this young man, who is already 40 years old and has been in his forties, has actually found acne, which really makes me an excellent young man who is almost thirty years old, speechless, but there is no way. The reason why youth has acne is because the flame of youth is too strong.

I just hope that I can hold back and not squeeze in, so as to avoid the small pits on my face like my classmate who always holds a mirror and looks like my face that day.

Fortunately, I only grew a few. These days we have to try to eat light and less greasy things to avoid the time when youth breaks out on my face. My image will definitely be ridiculed by those friends.

"Young master has a fate, I should obey it." Li Qian was slightly stunned and replied.

"If the old butler has any doubts in his heart, just say it." I am very satisfied. Not only did this Li Qian manage the entire Duke's Mansion in an orderly manner, but he has always been a slight execution of this young master's orders, and there is absolutely no word. This makes this young master very relaxed and he respects this loyal old butler more and more.

"Young Master is a savage man, I am just a soldier. Although I don't know your plan, I believe that you are for the good of the Duke of Qi and the Changsun family. With you, no one dares to insult the reputation of the Changsun family. Therefore, although I have no other skills, I am willing to give it to you to the young master." Li Qian looked at me, his eyes full of warmth, and although his voice was not high, his thick chest sound made his words sound in my ears.

I felt aroused by this, and I stood up, put on the crown on my head, and bowed to Li Qianshen and said solemnly: "Thank you, the old butler. It is a blessing for my Changsun family to have a loyal and geng man like you."

"Young Master, don't do this. It's really a shame. If the old Duke had not rescued me from the battlefield and became a personal guard, he promised me a marriage and had a wife and children. Even if I finally became disabled on the battlefield, the old Duke would never leave me. Otherwise, a disabled person like me would not be able to live a life of today and the family's righteousness would be a man." Li Qian wanted to help me up, but I insisted on bowing. In desperation, Li Qian could only smile bitterly and replied.

After my mood recovered and I signaled Li Qian to sit down, I slowly paced behind the desk. Well, this would be similar to the militia reserves in later generations. However, with a talent like this young master, I would naturally train these half-army farmers to become an elite army that could go to the battlefield.

At least, if you can protect your home and financial resources just in the troubled times, then I believe that I will definitely have a way to establish a firm foothold in the troubled times.
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