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Thousands of morning light shine through the clouds, gradually illuminating the scenery on the ground.

In late winter and early spring, it was wet everywhere, melted snow water seeped into the soil, and the hazy drizzle accompanied by the cold monsoon, without the spring scene described by the poet.

Even wearing thick cotton coats, you still feel the biting cold.

Looking out, 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 the body contains corpses.

Rows, rows, thousands.

"Shoot, salute!"

"Send off to the robes!"

Chen Xing led the senior generals of the Expeditionary Force to watch trucks dressed in black cloth and white flowers leave.

The bodies will be transported to the crematorium in the city in batches for cremation. Soon after, the urns and relics will be transported back to the Giant Lizard City, which will be arranged by the Red Dragon Principal Military Department and sent to different places in the world.

Those who have family members are sent back to their families, while those who have no family members are sent to the national cemetery.

Since the mercenaries come from all over the world, from Paradise Island to the south, from the Great Wilderness to the west, from the Andes to the Kunlun Mountains in the east, from the distance, from crossing mountains and ridges and across deep oceans, the cost of protecting spirits is astonishing.

The work of protecting spirits is not as simple and crude as delivering express delivery. It is enough to deliver it. It also requires a sense of ritual to express the highest respect for those who sacrifice their lives for the country. The whole process requires a squad of twelve people escorts, and it is a regular army and military appearance

Etiquette must be in place, and it cannot be a garrison team with uneven qualities.

Naturally, the extra cost cannot be borne by the Red Dragon Principality, and the expeditionary forces can only find a way to solve it themselves.

Strictly speaking, the Expeditionary Force was not the army of the Red Dragon Principality, but the Northern Alliance. But the current Northern Alliance is just a prototype, without a complete bureaucracy, and 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 Chen Xing couldn't ask Aliya for money. Many years ago, he knew that this was an unrealistic idea, so he could only find a way by himself.

Fortunately, Aliya gave him enough power. The Silver Claw Principality in front of him was like a piece of fat, it depends on how much oil and water he could squeeze out.

Why is it "oil pressing" instead of direct plundering?

Because according to the rules set by the Human Survival Committee, the victorious party can only plunder the direct blood relatives of the royal family of the failed party. Simply put, Chen Xing can only rob Wei Haitang and rob others is illegal.

In the satellite signal coverage area, even a screw has its clear ownership. The main brain recorded it clearly that this screw is from Zhang San and that screw cap is from Li Si.

However, the monitoring system has a certain inclusiveness to the superiors. This system is called "society credit elastic space". The higher the status, the greater the elastic space.

In short, it is to allow the superior to break the law, but it cannot be too much. For example, Chen Xing will not trigger the system mechanism by killing one or two people a month, but the number of people killed in a short period of time will trigger the system punishment.

mechanism.

Once the social credit drops freezing point, even the high-level nobles will be deprived of the black table, and even the Human Survival Committee will send special staff to punish them.

Although the upper limit of the system's punishment is below the king's level, the Supreme Powerful has restrictions on the King's Declaration and cannot do whatever he wants, but the elastic space will be larger.

Chen Xing could kill a few local nobles whom he disliked 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 bureaucratic system to wear small shoes for the other party, commonly known as the senior official and the first level to crush people to death.

Therefore, it takes some skills and time to squeeze out water and oil from these silver claw nobles.

In fact, the money in the Silver Claw Treasury and the valuables in the Silver Fort were enough to pay the pension of the Expeditionary Force, and Chen Xing didn't have to worry about the money for a long time.

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

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

The money in the Silver Claw Treasury belongs to the Silver Claw Principality. Wei Haitang can determine the purpose, but the ownership is not his.

Similarly, the valuables in the Silver Fort did not belong entirely to Wei Haitang's family, but to the entire Wei royal family.

According to convention, Chen Xing could only plunder twenty percent of them, and the rest should be left to the legal heirs.

The reason is simple. If the victorious party plunders all the money and the successors get it, without funds to maintain the operation of the country, the people will fall into chaos, eventually the economy collapses, and the people will live in poverty. This is not what the Human Survival Committee is willing to see.

After attending the farewell ceremony, Chen Xing returned to Baiyin Fort.

He asked Yue Canglian to open a bottle of sirens red wine, and while taking a bath in the palace bath, he enjoyed the wine and rubbed the maid's shoulders.

He has been busy raising funds and solving pension problems these days, so busy that he doesn't even have time to sleep.

Now things have finally come to an end and we can take a break.

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

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

Seeing him yawning, Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi immediately made a long story short. The two meant that they hoped that Chen Xing could hold a court reception and invite nobles from all over the city to attend, with the purpose of giving the "close party" an opportunity to express their respect and also

"Shake" a relatively gentle step can be taken.

And through the attendance of the dance party, we can identify the "loyal faction" and then deal with it in a centralized manner to kill chickens and scare monkeys.

Chen Xing thought the idea was good, so he agreed. The time should be early, not late, so he set it to be organized by the palace housekeeper Trollop Jr.

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

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

"Sir, Princess Heiyu Wu Dongfang Xuanran is asking for a meeting."

Chen Xing couldn't help but frown. Dongfang Xuanran was really annoying. He came to ask for a meeting every day during this period, but he was shirking it out for various reasons.

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

The other party came to him to find him, either to talk about his son's inheritance of the Silver Claw's throne, to worry that he would sell out all the silver castle, or to plead for someone.

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

So he will not see the other party until the money is over.

Chen Xing turned to look at Yue Canglian, "You go out and tell her that I have been busy with military affairs recently and cannot get out. Let her come back in a few days."

Dongfang Xuanran has a high status and cannot be allowed to reply from the messenger. He must go to a worthy person.

He thought for a while and added, "You tell her not to worry, I will keep my promise. Before leaving Silver Eagle Corner, I will arrange for her son's throne ceremony."

Seeing Yue Canglian go out for a while and come back, she reports to Chen Xinghui, "She says it's not about inheriting the throne, she just wants to see you."

Chen Xing suddenly became a little impatient, "You told her that I haven't slept for several days, so I'll talk about anything if I have anything to do!"

After seeing Yue Canglian go out and talk about it this time, Dongfang Xuanran stopped insisting and went back.

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

"Take Nancy over and see her." Chen Xing ordered. Although he annoyed the other party, he was a royal princess after all, and he was a noble princess and had no neglect.

Before Yue Canglian could come back, Chen Xing fell asleep. He was really tired these days, and fighting wits and courage with the local nobles has consumed a lot of his energy.

When he was woken up, it was almost 7:30 pm. Although he wanted to continue sleeping, as the host of the cocktail party, he had to attend.

He was sleepy and yawning, while wearing the cocktail dresses surrounded by several temporary maids.

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

The band played the horse racing march where the owner appeared, and the powerful merchants and ladies saluted him one after another and applauded and welcomed him.

"Thank you all for attending tonight's cocktail party, and have fun."

As soon as Chen Xing woke up, his head was still a little stiff, so he said the owner's standard line, and then hid on the balcony and went to doze off.

Although there were many young and beautiful noble ladies present, and the eyes of his eyes were filled with admiration and excitement, and probably he would just nod and wave to get started, he had not woken up yet and could not be interested.

For a person who lacks enough sleep, even if there are delicacies in front of him, he will not have any appetite.

The only thing he wants to do now is to have a good sleep. As for receiving the nobles, Xiang Caidie will be the main one, plus Lin Shiyuan, Prade, Lu Shanhai, Wu Hai, and Zhu Zexi can solve the problem.

He leaned against a comfortable rattan chair with bipods on the small round table, closing his eyes for a nap.

At this time, the night was dark, with stars dotted, and the fragrance of flowers and plants came from the air, making a leisurely and comfortable scene.

This is a landscape balcony facing the back garden of the Silver Fort. The floor-to-ceiling glass wrapped around copper flowers are two worlds, one is a lively cocktail party and the other is a quiet corner.

Looking down from the balcony, you can see guests walking and communicating in the garden.

It is a good place to take a nap in the midst of the noise 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 feet were shaking, just like a patient who had just finished the operation. He was half a beat slower than an ordinary person, but he was a little sneaky. After coming in, he looked outside for a few glances, as if he was worried about being seen.

"Good evening, Your Highness, Princess."

Jianyue Canglian, who was standing beside Chen Xing, greeted her with the goal of reminding the owner who was taking a nap.

Chen Xing opened his eyes and before he could see the person clearly, he smelled a strong smell of milk.

He calmed down and finally saw the other person clearly.

The visitor was wearing a beige dance dress with delicate curves, slender waist, high breasts, full flesh, full of the charm of a young woman. It was Princess Hei Feathered and Dongfang Xuanran.

At this moment, she frowned slightly, looked painful, and her steps were very small, and she would slight shake every time she landed. It seemed that every step was difficult, as if there was some hidden injury in her body. Every step would affect the wound and bring pain

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“Hu, Hu…”
To be continued...