The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes in anger.

"Your mother! I'm sick in the head for asking you this question!"

"So, how many similar situations have there been in history? How did they handle them?"

Xiao Ai was unresponsive for a moment, obviously having entered into a huge amount of search calculations.

After a while, he replied,

"According to searches, historical records, novels, storybooks, and various sources, including Baidu, show that situations similar to your identity as a mountain king have occurred 346216 times. Of these, 3045132 involved women hanging themselves, and bandits being wiped out."

Qingfeng Li asked,

"Then it seems like the remaining thousand or so times all had bad endings?"

Xiao Ai answered without hesitation,

"No, the rest were men and women who died unnatural deaths either at the time or afterward."

Li Qingfeng slapped his forehead speechlessly.

"You idiot, go get some sun."

"Also, make a contingency plan for an exercise. What should we do if we have a falling out with the Yangzhou officials and they report it to the court and send a large army to attack Qingfeng Village?"

Xiao Ai paused for a moment and then said,

"The following is a contingency plan for you to prepare for an imperial army attack on the mountain stronghold: First, gather and analyze intelligence. Send out smart spies to closely monitor the movements of Yangzhou officials and the deployment of the imperial army... Second, strengthen defensive fortifications..."

Listening to Xiao Ai's endless words without any emotion, Li Qingfeng felt that he was just listening to a conversation.

I can only say helplessly,

"Well, write out the plan and prepare several different ones."

"Back then, you, the dog-headed military advisor, should call a meeting with all the hall masters and assign them tasks. Those who don't plan for the future will inevitably have immediate worries. When your business grows, you must also be prepared for someone to kick your butt at any time!"

Xiao Ai nodded mechanically and replied,

"Okay, it's been added to the cottage schedule."

Qingfeng Li sighed lightly, shook his head, and turned to walk towards the inner hall.

After all, Xiao Ai is just a machine, even though it has super AI learning capabilities.

But it has no initiative, which means that Li Qingfeng has to initiate everything for it.

Although Qingfeng Li felt a little tired about this, he could understand it.

In the world before he crossed over,

In the 21st century, due to unlimited authorization by humans, artificial intelligence (AI) almost developed autonomous consciousness, causing disasters, and was once banned by the government.

Later, with the development of human technology and the progress of society, AI robots are still indispensable.

So they added one more principle to Asimov's original three principles of robotics.

That is, robots must not develop independent thinking.

Although this code will obviously castrate many functions of artificial intelligence, it is also for humans to better apply and use artificial intelligence.

Li Qingfeng's courtyard, the small courtyard where he lived behind Zhengjun Hall.

In a room guarded by two sturdy ladies.

A girl about eleven or twelve years old was comforting a maid who looked the same age as her.

The girl was wearing a powder blue satin embroidered robe with bamboo leaves and plum blossoms, paired with a white embroidered horse face skirt.

Such a dress is not only gorgeous, but also beautiful and elegant.

Although she is a delicate girl of eleven or twelve years old, she exudes nobility and elegance.

This girl was none other than Lin Daiyu, the darling of Lin Ruhai, the Imperial Censor of Yangzhou's Salt Inspectorate.

The young maid she was comforting, who was about the same age as her, was Lin Daiyu's personal maid Xueyan.

Lin Daiyu's eyes were filled with worry, but she still patted the slightly panicked Xueyan's hand and comforted her.

"Okay, Xueyan, don't cry. You slept so soundly last night, and now you're worried about me. It makes me worried too."

Xueyan looked at Lin Daiyu with tears in her eyes, lowered her head and said aggrievedly,