Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

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The sound of the elegant door of the hall closing gently came, and Xu Yuan slumped back to the soft couch with a slight exhaustion.

After receiving a positive answer, Hua Hong stood up and left. For a while, only Xu Yuan and Bai Muxi were left in the hall.

Xu Yuan didn't speak, and Bai Muxi didn't dare to speak either.

But after a while of burning incense, Bai Muxi still couldn't hold it in any longer. She knelt down on the ground and moved rustlingly towards Xu Yuan. A sweet voice sounded softly:

"Young Master... Mu Xi has some basic knowledge about military formations before. The military formations do not actually require high ordnance requirements. You only need spiritual blades to form an army."

After the voice fell, Xu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and glanced at her, half smiling:

"Why didn't you say this just now? Now that the money has been spent, isn't it a bit late to say this?"

Bai Muxi was stunned for a moment, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly explained:

"Young Master Cai refused to interrupt just now. Mu Xi should obey. If Mr. Hua has not left yet, if he regrets it now, he should agree."

Xu Yuan stared at her for a few breaths, shook his head gently and said:

"I'm just kidding."

"You are right. The main component of the military formation is people. It is true that each person can be equipped with a spiritual blade to form an initial army. But once on the battlefield, without the protection of armor, the death rate of soldiers will become very high. And now the armor formation pattern can provide a small increase in the resonance of the military formation, so we must not save on ordnance."

Having said this, Xu Yuan sat up slightly, with a smile on his lips:

"Xiao Bai, if I go to find Hua Hong now and go to the battlefield, all your people will become cannon fodder. Are you sure you want me to go find him?"

The purple gauze fell down, Bai Muxi opened her red lips and lowered her eyes:

".unwilling."

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Be honest this time. I thought you would say something bitchy but for my good."

When Bai Muxi heard this joke, her heart immediately relaxed and she pursed her lips and smiled:

"Master, if you wish, Mu Xi can say it now."

Xu Yuan snorted lightly and waved his hand:

"Come on, it doesn't feel that way anymore."

Bai Muxi pondered for a while, climbed up on the soft couch, and sat next to Xu Yuan, leaving him with a straight and slim silhouette. While pouring wine for him, she said:

"Sir, your actions may make the Black Lin Army dissatisfied."

Xu Yuan glanced at her with interest:

"Oh? What should I say? I used my own money."

After pouring the wine, Bai Muxi turned slightly sideways with her soft body, reached out and handed the wine glass to Xu Yuan, and said softly:

"The people of the Seven Cities are independent of the Black Lin Army. As the heir to the Prime Minister's Mansion, you are so kind to others. Even if you don't involve etiquette and law, they will definitely have complaints in their hearts."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan frowned slightly. He was thinking about other things just now, but he didn't take this into consideration for the time being.

But then I felt a little funny.

Although it is a small place, it is still the number one leader of the underground palace survivors. Bai Muxi sees these stakes very clearly.

The Heilin Army may not care about these, but it may also, after all, people do not suffer from scarcity, but from inequality.

Although the source of his money did not come from the Prime Minister's Mansion, if there were no survivors of the underground palace, this batch of ordnance materials would be allocated to them.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan shook his head:

"There's no need to worry about this."

"Huh?" Bai Muxi was surprised.

Xu Yuan pointed in the direction of the door and chuckled:

"Mr. Hua will take care of it for me. The Black Lin Army won't know about it."

The finance and military affairs of the Prime Minister's Government are completely separated.

The senior officials of the Prime Minister's Office all know that this is the bottom line for the Prime Minister.

If anyone from the Black Lin Army dares to cross the border and touch the Tianan Chamber of Commerce, that father will never be merciful.

With this layer of restrictions, although the scale of this batch of ordnance is large, as long as Hua Hong and Lou Ji deliberately cover it up for him, the Black Lin Army will not receive any news.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan felt relaxed and happy.

This is probably the role of direct lineage.

Other senior officials of the prime minister's office may be skeptical or even repulsive towards the prince, but Hua Hong and Lou Ji are firmly on his side.

He took the glass and drank it in one gulp.

Xu Yuan chuckled softly:

"But thank you anyway. I was thinking about other things and didn't notice this."

Bai Muxi blinked her bright eyes and said softly:

"Mu Xi is willing to share other matters with the young master."

After thinking for a while, Xu Yuan still said softly:

"I'm thinking about how to deal with what Mr. Fang Caihuai said to me at the end."

"Final words?"

"Those families responsible for producing ordnance."

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There was a trace of embarrassment in Xiaobai's eyes, and she didn't know how to answer this.

Because this involves her knowledge blind spot.

The Seven Cities Alliance is so big, and the priests like them directly deal with the production of some weapons, and there is no such thing as aristocratic families in the underground palace.

Seeing the other party's embarrassment, Xu Yuan didn't care, and said leisurely, minding his own business:

"Mr. Hua's last words reminded me that these people are trying to form a military-industrial complex."

"Military-industrial complex?" Xiaobai's eyes showed confusion.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan smiled and explained:

"It is a huge interest group composed of military production and military agencies."

Bai Muxi thought for a moment and whispered:

"But aren't those aristocratic families under the Tian'an Chamber of Commerce? They shouldn't be able to connect with the Black Lin Army, right? And it's difficult for scattered aristocratic families to become large-scale."

"That's it for now."

With a hint of helplessness in Xu Yuan's voice, he whispered: "If the war expands, for the sake of production efficiency, the chambers of commerce of these ordnance-producing families will most likely be integrated. After all, the simplest spirit blade has to be flipped through more than a dozen hands before it can be removed from the industry. The most upstream minerals were turned into weapons, not to mention those cumbersome large-scale ordnance.”

Speaking of this, Xu Yuan sighed softly and handed the empty wine glass back to Xiao Bai:

"And if the war worsens, there is a high probability that these metallurgical ordnance families will be allowed to directly connect with the Black Lin Army."

Bai Muxi took the wine glass and rubbed it carefully with her slender fingers, which were as white as mutton fat. There was a hint of worry subconsciously in her eyes.

She could understand the emphasis in these words.

Once that step is reached, the military industrial production capacity and military combat power of the Prime Minister's Office will be completely released, but at the same time, the power of this group of people will be infinitely expanded, even to the extent that they can influence the direction of the entire Prime Minister's Office.

As her thoughts flashed by, Bai Muxi suddenly smiled softly and said softly:

"Master, why should you worry? Isn't Mr. Xu still here?"

Even if it turns out to be true as the young master said, this group of people are all direct descendants of Xu Yinhe. As long as Xu Gong is willing, it is not difficult to deal with this group.

Hearing this, Xu Yuan smiled and said following these words:

"You're right. Maybe I'm unfounded."

Having said that, Xu Yuan didn't say much about this matter, but he was worried at all.

With his father here, these people really can't make any trouble, but the problem is that his father is not in good health, and he once bluntly said that his life span is only about twenty years.

If the war can end within twenty years, these military-industrial complexes that emerged during the war will be re-divided. Once the war lasts longer than this time, Xu Yuan will have to be left with this mess.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan thought of Yuan Hao inexplicably.

That lunatic who loves to kill.

The moment this thought came together, Xu Yuan subconsciously opened his mouth, closed it again, and finally smiled softly.

He suddenly realized that his father had already made a plan for what he was worried about now.

Yuan Hao is a key left to him by his father.

Expeditions on the Wanxiang Sect, fierce battles with the barbarians, and massacres of the northern border were all Xu Yinhe's efforts to accumulate military merit for Yuan Hao, allowing him to continuously improve his status in the Black Lin Army. In the subsequent wars, Yuan Hao would most likely gradually replace Zong Qingsheng. , became the commander-in-chief of the Black Lin Army.

And when everything is over, Yuan Hao's reputation will reach its peak.

Then,

On the top of the mountain, it fell like a meteor.

[Third Young Master, anyone who kills someone will always kill him. How can someone like me die in peace? 】

This is what Yuan Hao and Xu Yuan said when they first met.

It was also the chess piece that his father in black, who spanned decades, laid down for him in the future after his death.