Dr2618-2-11，am7：30

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

In late winter and early spring, everywhere is wet, melting snow seeps into the soil, and the hazy drizzle is accompanied by a cold monsoon, and there is no spring scene described by the poet at all.

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

As far as the eye can see, on the flat ground hundreds of meters long, long strips of black plastic bags are densely placed. It is not difficult to distinguish from the outline of the shape of the human body, which contains corpses.

Row by row, column by column, by the thousands.

"Shoot, salute!"

"See off the robe!"

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

The bodies will be transported in batches to the crematorium in the city for cremation. Soon, the urn and relics will be transported back to the Monitor Lizard City, where they will be sent to different parts of the world under the unified arrangement of the Red Dragon Principality's military headquarters.

Those who have families are sent back to their families, and those who do not have families are sent to the national cemetery.

Since the mercenaries come from all over the world, from the Paradise Island in the south, to the Great Wilderness in the north, to the Andes Mountains in the west, and to the Kunlun Mountains in the east, the distance is very long, crossing mountains and mountains, and crossing the deep ocean, so the cost of protecting the soul is amazingly high.

The work of the guardian is not as simple and crude as sending a courier, just deliver it, and it also requires a sense of ritual to express the highest respect for those who have sacrificed their lives for the country. The whole process needs to be escorted by a team of twelve people, and it is a regular army, and the military appearance and etiquette must be in place, not those local garrisons with uneven quality.

Naturally, this extra cost could not be borne by the Red Dragon Principality, and the expeditionary force could only find a way to solve it by itself.

Strictly speaking, the expeditionary force was not the army of the Red Dragon Principality, but the Northern Alliance. But the current Northern Alliance is only a prototype, and there is no complete bureaucratic system, so it can only be attached to the government agencies of the Red Dragon Principality.

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

But it was impossible for Chen Xing to go to Aliya to ask for money, he knew many years ago that this was an unrealistic idea, so he had to figure it out on his own.

Fortunately, Alia gave him enough power, and the Silverclaw Principality in front of him was like a piece of fat, depending on how much oil and water he could squeeze.

Why "oil extraction", and not direct plunder?

Because according to the rules set by the Human Survival Council, the victor can only plunder the direct blood relatives of the losing party's royal family. To put it simply, Chen Xing can only rob Wei Haitang's family, and it is a crime to rob others.

In the satellite signal coverage area, even a screw has a clear belonging. The mastermind recorded it clearly, this screw is Zhang San's, and the screw cap is Li Si's.

However, the monitoring system has a certain tolerance for the superiors, and this system is called "social credit elastic space", and the higher the status, the greater the flexibility.

In short, those in higher positions 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 in a short period of time is too large, the punishment mechanism of the system will be triggered.

Once the social credibility drops to the freezing point, even the high-ranking nobles will be deprived of their black watches, 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 level, the supreme strong has the restriction of the king's declaration, and they can't do whatever they want, but the flexibility will be greater.

Chen Xing can kill a few local nobles who don't like it and plunder their property, so as to threaten all the local nobles to pay protection money, but if they collectively resist to the end, he can't plunder as he pleases.

In addition, he can also use the rules of the bureaucratic system to give the other party small shoes to wear, commonly known as the official level to crush people.

Therefore, if you want to squeeze water and oil out of these silver-clawed nobles, it will take a certain amount of skill and time.

In fact, just 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 money for a long time.

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

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

The money in the treasury of Silverclaw belongs to the Principality of Silverclaw. Wei Haitang can decide the use, but the ownership is not his.

In the same way, the valuables in the Silver Castle did not belong to the Wei Haitang family completely, but to the entire Wei royal family.

According to convention, Chen Xing could only plunder 20 percent of them, leaving the rest to the rightful heirs.

The reason is simple, if the victorious side plunders and the successor gets an empty shell, without the funds to keep the state running, the people will fall into chaos, and eventually the economy will collapse and the people will not be able to make a living. This is not what the Human Survival Commission wants to see.

After participating in the farewell ceremony,

Chen Xing returned to Silver Castle.

He asked the moon to open a bottle of Siren red wine, and while bathing in the palace bath, he enjoyed the wine and the maid's shoulders.

In the past few days, he has been so busy raising funds and solving the pension problem that he has not even had time to sleep.

Now that things are finally over, it's time to take a break.

After taking a shower and 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. The two of them meant that they hoped that Chen Xing could hold a court reception and invite the nobles of the whole city to participate, in order to give the "close faction" a chance to show their reverence, and also to give the "shaken faction" a relatively gentle step down.

And through the attendance of the ball, the "die-hard faction" can be identified, and then dealt with in a centralized manner, killing chickens and monkeys.

Chen Xing thought the idea was good, so he agreed. The time should be sooner rather than later, and it will be set for half past seven this evening, and it will be handled by the palace butler Trolope the Younger.

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

But as soon as the two of them left on the front foot, the herald came in from the outside.

"My lord, the fifth princess of Black Feather, Dongfang Xuanran, asks to see you."

Chen Xing couldn't help frowning, this Dongfang Xuanran was really annoying, he came to see him every day during this time, but he shirked it for various reasons.

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

The other party came to him for nothing more than three things, either to talk about his son's inheritance to the throne of Silverclaw, or to worry that he would sell out the things in Silver Castle, or to intercede for someone.

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

So he won't see each other until the wealth is over.

Chen Xing turned his head to look at Jianyue Canglian, "You go out and tell her that I have been busy with military affairs recently and can't take a break, so let her come back in a few days." ”

Dongfang Xuanran has a high status, and he can't let the herald reply, so he must go to someone with weight.

He thought for a moment and added, "You tell her not to worry, I will keep my promise, and before I leave the Silver Eagle Lord, I will arrange for her son's enthronement ceremony." ”

Seeing that Yue Canglian went out for a while and came back, she reported to Chen Xing, "She said that it wasn't about the succession to the throne, she just wanted to see you." ”

Chen Xing suddenly became a little impatient, "You told her that I haven't slept for a few days, and I'll talk about it later!" ”

After seeing Yue Canglian go out this time, Dongfang Xuanran didn't insist anymore and went back.

"Master, I see that her expression is a little painful, I don't know if she is not feeling well?" Seeing Yuecanglia said.

"You take Nancy over and show her." Chen Xing commanded. Although he annoyed the other party, after all, she was a princess of the royal family, and her status was noble, so she couldn't be lazy.

Without waiting for Yue Canglian to come back, Chen Xing fell asleep. In the past few days, he has been really tired, and he has spent a lot of energy fighting wits and courage with the local nobles.

When he was woken up, it was almost half past seven in the evening. Although he still wants to continue sleeping, as the host of the drinking party, he must attend.

He was sleepy-eyed and yawned as he dressed himself in the tuxedo of the reception in the presence of a few hand-picked maids.

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

The band played the horse racing march of the master, and the nobles, merchants, and ladies saluted him and applauded him.

"Thank you all for coming to tonight's party and having fun."

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

Although there were many young and beautiful aristocratic ladies present, their eyes looking at him were full of admiration and excitement, and it was estimated that it was only a matter of nodding and beckoning to get started, but he hadn't woken up yet, so he really couldn't be interested.

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

The only thing he wanted to do now was get a good night's sleep. As for the reception of those nobles, Xiang Caidie is in charge, and Lin Shiyuan, Prader, Lu Shanhai, Wu Hai, and Zhu Zexi can solve it.

He leaned back in a comfortable wicker chair and rested his legs on a small round table, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

At this time, the night is thick, the stars are dotted, and the fragrance of flowers and plants comes from the air, which is a leisurely and comfortable scene.

This is a landscaped balcony that looks out onto the back garden of Silver Castle. Separated by the floor-to-ceiling glass wrapped in copper flowers, there are two worlds, one side is a lively drinking party, and the other is a quiet corner.

Looking down from the balcony, you can still see people walking and communicating in the garden

Guest.

It's a great place to take a break in the middle of nowhere.

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

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

"Good evening, Your Highness Princess."

Standing beside Chen Xing, the moon canglian opened her mouth to greet her, the purpose of which was to remind the owner who was taking a nap.

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

He settled down, and finally saw the other person clearly.

The person who came was wearing a beige dance dress, with exquisite curves, a slender waist that could be held, a crisp chest and a tall chest, full of flesh, full of the charm of a young woman, it was the five princesses of Black Feather, Dongfang Xuanran.

At this moment, her brows are frowning, her expression is painful, her steps are very small, and every time she lands on the ground, it will bring a slight shaking, and it seems that every step is very difficult, as if there is some hidden wound in her body, and every step will pull the wound and bring pain.

"Whew, Whew......"

She was breathing heavily, and the sound of bellows pulling came from her chest, as if she was about to run out of breath.

"Ahh

Suddenly, his steps softened, he stumbled, and suddenly let out a cry of pain. Seeing that he was about to fall, he saw Yue Canglian's figure flashing, and stepped forward to support the other party.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing Yuecanglia asked.

From her point of view, Dongfang Xuanran's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, as if she had a severe cold.

I saw her brow furrowed, one hand pressed to her temple, as if she had a splitting headache, and after a long while, she shook her head vigorously and stood firm again.

"Thank you."

Dongfang Xuanran cast a grateful glance at Yue Canglian, then faced Chen Xing, bowed slightly, and made a court curtsy.

"The slave family has seen my uncle."

The voice was soft, and the "concubine body" became a "slave family", which was very comfortable to listen to.

Without waiting for Chen Xing to answer, she said again, "Uncle has been hiding from the slave family for the past few days, is he afraid that the slave family will eat his uncle?" ”

She seemed to be holding back some kind of pain, and barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't I let Nancy go to see you? Chen Xing asked. It stands to reason that even if it is a cold, a treatment will be too good to follow.

"The slave family, the slave family is not sick." Dongfang Xuanran shook her head and said.

"And what's wrong with you?" Chen Xing asked. Although he was a little impatient in his heart, if something happened to Dongfang Xuanran on his territory, it would be difficult for him to explain to Dongfang Xuanyuan.

A layer of mist appeared in Dongfang Xuanran's eyes, and he suddenly took two steps forward and knelt down in front of Chen Xing, "Uncle, help the slave family, the slave family is so hard......"

There was a cry in her voice, she grabbed Chen Xing's hand with both hands, and her face was pleading.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Chen Xing asked.

"Uncle, you must help the slave family, otherwise the slave family will die......

"If you have something, just say it!" Chen Xing was really a little impatient, and his volume increased a few points.

Dongfang Xuanran still didn't answer, but this time she turned around and said to Yue Canglian, "Sister Canglian, the slave family has a few words that I want to talk to my uncle alone, can I bother my sister to guard outside, so as not to be disturbed by others." ”

Seeing Yue, Canglian looked at Chen Xing inquiringly. Chen Xing nodded, and then saw Yue Canglian open the floor-to-ceiling window and go out of the balcony.

"You can say it now, right?" Chen Xing said, his tone unconsciously cold. I have to say that this woman is a little troublesome, and what he is most afraid of now is trouble.

"Uncle, is the slave family so annoying to my uncle?" Dongfang Xuanran regained her weak appearance and wanted to cry.

That tearful look was indeed a bit pitiful, Chen Xing was a man after all, and his tone softened, "If there is anything to say, I will definitely help if I can help." ”

"Uncle, the slave family, the slave family is so ......"

"Already, it's been many days, the slave family is about to die, it's about to die......"

His hand was grabbed by Dongfang Xuanran and placed on his chest. It's hard to the touch, like a stone.

"The slave family begged the uncle, and the uncle must help the slave family, otherwise the slave family will die of pain......"

"Uncle is so good, he won't die without help, right?"

"Uncle, please......"

The beauty is soft-spoken, begging bitterly, and sometimes it's really hard not to pay attention to it.

So Chen Xing, like most people, chose to help others......