Chapter 545: A Move that Transcends Life and Death

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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 moment 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 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 one and the other. 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 handle 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 at ease in his heart.

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 noble families under the Tianan Chamber of Commerce? They shouldn't be able to connect with the Black Scale Army, right? And it's hard for scattered noble families to scale up."

"That's the case at the moment."

Xu Yuan's voice was filled with helplessness, and he whispered, "If the war expands, for the sake of production efficiency, these chambers of commerce responsible for the production of military equipment will most likely be integrated. After all, the simplest spiritual blades have to go through more than a dozen hands before they can be turned from the most upstream minerals into weapons, not to mention those complicated large-scale military equipment."

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

"And if the war worsens, these metallurgical military equipment families will most likely be allowed to connect directly with the Black Scale Army."

Bai Muxi rubbed the wine glass with her slender fingers as white as sheep fat, and a hint of worry subconsciously flashed in her eyes.

She could understand the benefits and disadvantages of these words.

If that happens, the military production capacity and military combat power of the Xiangguo Mansion will be completely released, but at the same time, the power of this group of people will be infinitely expanded, and even so large that they can influence the direction of the entire Xiangguo Mansion.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Bai Muxi suddenly smiled softly, and said softly:

"Why worry, sir, isn't there still Xu Gong?"

Even if it is really as the sir said in the end, this group of people are all Xu Yinhe's direct lineage. As long as Xu Gong is willing, it is not difficult to deal with this group.

Hearing this, Xu Yuan smiled and said:

"You are right, maybe I am worrying too much."

After that, Xu Yuan didn't say much about this matter, but his worries were not reduced at all.

His father is here, these people really can't cause any trouble, but the problem is that his father is not in good health, and he has also said that his life span is only about 20 years.

If the war can be ended within 20 years, these military-industrial complexes that rose during the war will be split up again. Once the war lasts longer than this time, this mess will be left to Xu Yuan.

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

That madman who loves to kill.

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

He suddenly realized that the thing he was worried about now, his father had already made a plan long ago.

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

Conquering the Wanxiang Sect, fighting the barbarians, and slaughtering the northern border were Xu Yinhe's way of accumulating military merits for Yuan Hao, allowing him to continuously improve his status in the Black Scale Army. In the subsequent wars, Yuan Hao will most likely gradually replace Zong Qingsheng and become the commander of the Black Scale Army.

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

and then,

on the top of the mountain, it will fall like a meteor.

[Third Young Master, people will kill people if they kill people. How can someone like me have a good ending?]

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

This is also the chess piece that the father in black has placed for him in the future after his death, across decades.