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Seven hundred and sixty-ninth begging(1/2)

Dr2618-2-11,am7:30

Thousands of rays of morning light penetrated the clouds and gradually illuminated the scenery on the ground.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, everything was wet, with melted snow water seeping into the soil, and hazy drizzle accompanied by the cold monsoon. There was nothing like the spring scene described by the poet.

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Even if you wear thick cotton clothes, you will still feel the biting cold.

Looking over the horizon, long black plastic bags are densely placed on the flat ground hundreds of meters long. It is not difficult to tell from the outline of the human body that they contain corpses.

Rows, columns, thousands of them.

"Shot, salute!"

"Send farewell to Paoze!"

Chen Xing led the senior generals of the expeditionary force and watched the trucks draped in black cloth and white flowers leave.

The corpses will be transported in batches to the crematorium in the city for cremation. Soon after, the urns and relics will be transported back to Monitor Lizard City, where they will be arranged by the Red Dragon Principality’s military headquarters and sent to different places around the world.

Those with family members will be sent to their families, while those without family members will be sent to the national cemetery.

Since the mercenaries come from all over the world, from Paradise Island in the south, to the wilderness in the north, to the Andes Mountains in the west, and to the Kunlun Mountains in the east, the distance is very long, traveling over mountains and ridges, and across deep oceans, so the cost of protecting the souls is astonishingly high.

The work of guarding the soul is not as simple and crude as delivering express delivery. It also requires a sense of ceremony to express the highest respect for those who sacrificed their lives for the country. The whole process requires a team of twelve people to escort them, and they are regular troops with military appearance.

The etiquette must be in place, and it cannot be the local garrison with uneven quality.

Naturally, this extra cost cannot be borne by the Red Dragon Principality. The expeditionary force can only find a way to solve it.

Strictly speaking, the expeditionary force is not the army of the Red Dragon Principality, but the Northern Alliance. But the current Northern Alliance is only a prototype and does not have a complete bureaucracy. It can only rely on the government agencies of the Red Dragon Principality.

Therefore, it is reasonable that the Red Dragon Principality is not responsible for the expenses.

But it was impossible for Chen Xing to ask Aaliya for money. He knew this was an unrealistic idea many years ago, so he could only find a way by himself.

Fortunately, Aaliyah has given him enough power. The Silver Claw Principality in front of him is like a piece of fat, it just depends on how much oil and water he can squeeze out.

Why "extract oil" instead of directly plundering?

Because according to the rules set by the Human Survival Committee, the winning side can only plunder the direct blood relatives of the losing royal family. To put it simply, the only ones Chen Xing can rob are the Wei Haitang family, and it is illegal to rob anyone else.

Within the satellite signal coverage area, even a screw has its own clear ownership. The mastermind records it clearly: this screw belongs to Zhang San and that screw cap belongs to Li Si.

However, the monitoring system is tolerant to those in higher positions. This system is called the "flexible space of social credit". The higher the status, the greater the flexible space.

In short, it means that those in power are allowed to break the law, but not too much. For example, if Chen Xing kills one or two people every month, it will not trigger the system mechanism, but if the number of killings is too large in a short period of time, the system's punishment will be triggered.

mechanism.

Once social credibility drops to freezing point, even high-ranking nobles will be deprived of their black watches, and the Human Survival Committee will even send special staff to punish them.

Although the upper limit of system punishment is below the king level, the supreme power has the restrictions of the king's declaration and cannot do whatever he wants, but the flexibility will be larger.

Chen Xing could kill a few dissatisfied local nobles and plunder their property, thereby threatening all local nobles to pay protection fees, but if they collectively resisted to the end, he would not be able to plunder as he pleased.

In addition, he can also use the rules of the bureaucracy system to give the opponent a small shoe, which is commonly known as the official level crushes people to death.

Therefore, if you want to squeeze the water and oil from the bodies of these silver-clawed nobles, you still need a certain amount of skill and time.

In fact, the money in Silver Claw's treasury and the valuables in Silver Castle are enough to pay the pension of the expeditionary force, and Chen Xing will not have to worry about money for a long time.

But in fact, these properties do not entirely belong to Wei Haitang's family.

The property controlled by the royal family is also divided into public property and private property.

The money in Silver Claw's treasury belongs to the Principality of Silver Claw. Wei Haitang can decide how to use it, but the ownership is not his.

In the same way, the valuables in Silver Castle do not entirely belong to Wei Haitang's family, but to the entire Wei royal family.

According to convention, Chen Xing can only plunder 20% of it, and the rest must be left to the legal heirs.

The reason is simple. If the victorious party plunders everything and the successors get an empty shell without the funds to maintain the country's operations, the people will fall into chaos, and eventually the economy will collapse and the people will have no life. This is not what the Human Survival Committee wants to see.

After attending the farewell ceremony,

Chen Xing returned to Silver Castle.

He asked Jian Yue Canglian to open a bottle of Kraken red wine, and while taking a bath in the palace bathhouse, he enjoyed the wine and the head maid's shoulder rub.

In the past few days, he has been busy raising funds and solving pension problems, and he has been so busy that he has no time to sleep.

Now that things have finally come to an end, I can take a break.

After taking a shower and before sleeping on the velvet bed, Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi came over.

Although Chen Xing was very sleepy, he still summoned the two of them.

Seeing him yawning, Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi immediately made a long story short. What they meant was that they hoped that Chen Xing could hold a palace reception and invite all the nobles in the city to attend. The purpose was to give the "close faction" a chance to express their respect and also give

The "wavering faction" has a relatively mild step down.

Moreover, the "die loyalists" can be identified through the attendance at the dance, and then concentrated treatment can be carried out to kill the chickens and scare the monkeys.

Chen Xing thought the idea was good, so he agreed. The time should be sooner rather than later, so it was set at 7:30 tonight, and the palace steward, Trollope, would handle it.

Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi knew that Chen Xing was tired and left immediately after receiving the reply.

But as soon as the two of them left, the messenger came in from the rear.

"Sir, the fifth princess of Black Feather, Dongfang Xuanran, would like to see you."

Chen Xing couldn't help but frown. This Dongfang Xuanran was really annoying. During this period, he came to see him every day, but he refused with various reasons.

Dongfang Xuanran did not leave with her father that day, but stayed in the army.

The other party came to him for three reasons, either to talk about his son's inheritance of the Silver Claw throne, or because he was worried that he had sold out all the items in Silver Claw, or to plead for someone.

To put it bluntly, the other party is here to cut off his financial path.

Therefore, he will not see the other party until the money-making is over.

Chen Xing turned to look at Jian Yue Canglian, "Go out and tell her that I'm busy with military affairs recently and can't get away, and ask her to come back in a few days."

Dongfang Xuanran has a higher status and cannot let the messengers reply. He must find someone with weight.

He thought for a moment and then added, "Don't worry, I will keep my promise. Before leaving the Silver Eagle Territory, I will arrange her son's enthronement ceremony."

Jian Yue Canglian went out for a while and then came back and reported to Chen Xinghui, "She said it's not about the succession to the throne, she just wants to see you."

Chen Xing suddenly became impatient, "Tell her that I haven't slept for a few days, and we'll talk about it later if there's anything that happens!"

After Jian Yue Canglian went out to talk this time, Dongfang Xuanran didn't insist anymore and went back.

"Master, I see her expression is a little painful. I wonder if she is feeling unwell?" Jian Yue Canglian said.

"Take Nancy over and show her." Chen Xing ordered. Although he was annoying the other party, after all, she is a royal princess and has a distinguished status, so she cannot be neglected.

Chen Xing fell asleep before Jian Yue Canglian came back. He was really tired these days, and the battle of wits and courage with the local nobles consumed a lot of his energy.

When he was woken up, it was almost 7:30 in the evening. Although he wanted to continue sleeping, as the host of the reception, he had to attend.

With sleepy eyes and yawning, he put on his cocktail dress surrounded by a few temporarily selected maids.

When he came out of the small door behind the throne and stood on the high platform of the castle hall, he immediately became the focus of the audience.

The band played the horse racing march for the master's appearance, and the powerful businessmen and ladies all saluted him with attention and applauded to welcome him.

"Thank you all for coming to tonight's cocktail party. Have a good time."

Chen Xing just woke up and his head was still a little stiff, so he said one of the master's standard lines, and then hid on the balcony and dozed off.

Although there were many young and beautiful aristocratic ladies present, looking at him with eyes full of admiration and excitement, and it was probably just a matter of nodding and waving to get started, he was still awake and couldn't really get interested.

For a person who is sleep deprived, even if there are delicacies from all over the world, he will not have any appetite.

The only thing he wants to do now is to have a good sleep. As for the reception of those nobles, Xiang Caidi will be in charge, and Lin Shiyuan, Prad, Lu Shanhai, Wu Hai, and Zhu Zexi will be able to handle it.

He was leaning on a comfortable wicker chair, with his feet propped up on a small round table, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

At this time, the night is dark, the stars are dotted, and the fragrance of flowers and plants is in the air, creating a leisurely and comfortable scene.

Here is a landscaped balcony, facing the back garden of Baiyin Castle. Separated by the floor-to-ceiling glass wrapped with copper flowers, there are two worlds, one side is the lively cocktail party, and the other side is the quiet corner.

Looking down from the balcony, you can still see people walking and communicating in the garden in groups of three or three.

guests.

It's a good place to take a break from the hustle and bustle and take a nap alone.

Quietly, a floor-to-ceiling window was pushed open, and a figure moved in.

The other party's movements were a little slow and his steps were shaky, like a patient who had just undergone surgery. He was half a beat slower than ordinary people, but he was a bit sneaky. After coming in, he looked outside a few times, as if he was worried about being seen.

"Good evening, Your Highness Princess."

Jian Yue Canglian, who was standing next to Chen Xing, said greetings in order to remind the master who was taking a nap.

Chen Xing opened his eyes, but before he could see the person clearly, he smelled a strong milk fragrance.

He calmed down and finally saw the other person clearly.

The visitor is wearing a beige ball gown, with slim curves, a slender waist that can be held, tall breasts, and plump breasts, full of the charm of a young woman. She is none other than the fifth princess of Black Feather, Dongfang Xuanran.
To be continued...
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