In the dim room of Mo Pavilion, Gongsun Yan was sorting out the Jing Pavilion file that he had been hugged from next door. Mingxi leaned on the chair and looked at him without saying a word. Five years were not long, but it was an extremely difficult time for Feiyuan, who had just experienced the shattered disaster. The number of affairs and the complex content may be heavier than the previous twenty years, especially the mysterious mountain and sea gathering. After all, it involves many unknown overseas forces. Gongsun Yan made two accounts with his tacit consent. If he really had no room for one-size-fits-all relationship, the huge relationship involved would make him feel a headache.

On the other side of the room, it seemed as if he had not noticed that he was ecstatic for a long time. Xiao Qianye sat opposite Gongsun Yan with his head down. The dim candlelight made him look a little haggard, and only his shining eyes and tired face showed a completely opposite state.

I couldn't tell the true thoughts of this person for a moment, and Mingxi just waited quietly. In a trance, there was an illusion of dreaming back to the past, which made him silently cast his eyes and remember some pasts from a long time ago.

When he was still in charge of the Mo Pavilion as the crown prince, there were only a few occasions for the three pavilions to meet, and most of the time they were just passing the process and would not really discuss crucial national affairs. Unlike Gongsun Yan who could live leisurely in the imperial capital city, Xiao Qianye returned less than two months every year. He repeated his duties perfectly and accurately like a mechanical machine. He first went to the Holy Terrace to report the situation of the four major realms with his father, then went home to rest, and finally set off again to leave.

The biggest intersection between him and this man came from his brother Xiao Yibai. Although in order to conceal the truth about the extermination of the clan, Xiao Yibai volunteered to go to the most dangerous White Tiger Legion, his soul and spirit were always lingering in his palms and never far away.

Xiao Yibai has a very complicated relationship with this only younger brother. On the one hand, as Tianzheng Mansion, which was neglected by various major families in the imperial capital since childhood, his younger brother is one of his few playmates. On the other hand, as the culprit of the extermination of the clan, he couldn't help but turn his guilt towards his parents into spoiling for his younger brother. Xiao Qianye left home at a young age and grew up in an isolated place like a place in Kunlun Mountain. The pity and compassion of the practitioners and the indifference of the nobles of the clan are like two invisible hands tearing his heart, making him have obvious shortcomings while shocking his skills.

Xiao Yibai is the sword in the dark. He will not care about his brother's mission on the surface, but helps him eliminate the fatal danger behind his back.

Thinking of this, Mingxi once again looked at the person opposite him - he was cold and bored, and he was just staring at the distance, holding the white sword spirit and turning the hilt habitually.

The first thing that made him admire this person was the major blood change in the military cabinet. Xiao Qianye swept half of his stubborn children out of the house and re-formulated strict military regulations in the army, requiring no difference between generals and soldiers to abide by them. In addition, he required all departments to train for their soldiers every year, and the chief and deputy generals were personally assessed by him. This made the military cabinet become young and full of vitality in just a few years. Everyone's face was filled with passionate fighting spirit, as if they could contribute everything to the country at any time.

That year, Xiao Qianye was full of energy. Although he often looked into the distance and was ecstatic, his eyes were as firm as iron, which was his most sincere love for this land.

What was he thinking... Mingxi laughed silently. It was not until now that he realized that such a long-lasting silence was missing the woman he was thinking about the most in his heart.

To be honest, although this move offended many people, it was indeed the ending he wanted to see. He had been secretly planning to get involved in military power for a long time. Military Pavilion was his first and most important goal.

He secretly suppressed the voices of doubt and opposition, and was waiting for this opportunity to take root and bring qualitative changes to Feiyuan.

Xiao Qianye has few friends. Most of them are soldiers who follow him after joining the army. They slowly get along through the years of fighting side by side and become mutually sympathetic. This young man who always has a stern face in the Imperial Capital City and is unwilling to communicate with anyone more. He will only smile gently in the army, bandage the wounds, and accompany them to compete for martial arts to exercise. This completely different personality made him fall into a bottleneck repeatedly when investigating Xiao Qianye. He is excellent and contradictory. From a certain perspective, he is not a suitable candidate for Fengmo.

Mingxi lowered his head and smiled, with a very emotional expression in his eyes. He still remembers that before the Bei'an City Incident, he rubbed his forehead with pain and asked Gongsun Yan to think of a way to make Xiao Qianye his own person. He never expected that it was such a careless sentence. In the name of Fengmo, the guy sent a letter of true and false to Kunlun Mountain thousands of miles away, and directly tricked Xiao Qianye's two fellow disciples to Feiyuan. It was this behavior that seemed absurd at the time, like a precise gear, that pushed Feiyuan towards the unknown.

At this moment, Gongsun Yan was staring at the strings of complex numbers on the file with a frown, holding his head and looking at the two of them: "No, there are too many people involved. Take Dongming as an example. After the shattering, some cities were rebuilt on the original ruins, but a large number of landslides have caused extremely complex terrain. In addition, Dongming is rainy and encounters various sudden mudslides and floods from time to time. Therefore, the materials used for the rebuilt city are the steel columns provided by a workshop in Shanhaiji. They are very solid after being directly penetrated into the ground. Now half of Dongming's cities need such steel columns. If the business with Shanhaiji is terminated, we do not have the right materials to replace this batch of goods."

Mingxi listened carefully and asked: "Gongsun Yan, how much silver is needed to buy the steel pillars needed for Dongming at one time? Or how long will it take for those cities in Dongming to be rebuilt?"

Gongsun Yan waved his hands repeatedly. Although Mingxi was already a noble emperor, he could not know so many complicated trivial matters: "Even if we have money to buy them all at once, they don't have that much inventory! In fact, I asked the armory to study the raw materials of the steel column at the beginning. Although the exercise process is not complicated, it is not something on the flying wall. Otherwise, it would not have to rely on them for so many years. As for how long it will take to rebuild...well, it will take at least five years."

Things suddenly fell into a deadlock, and Gongsun Yan handed him a few other books with a bitter face: "This is from the other three major realms, one-size-fits-all, but it will offend many people."

"Haha..." Mingxi suddenly laughed. He was clearly talking about extremely serious topics, but the emperor's eyes were full of jokes. "Are you afraid of offending people? They are almost always praising you as the God of Wealth, but they almost set up a golden statue for you, right?"

Gongsun Yan rolled his eyes and pursed his lips, muttering: "I'm not for you! I'm black... Most of the money I earned is for you to treasury, okay?"

Mingxi shook his head, Xiao Qianye turned his face at this time, as if he had just come back to his senses from the long meditation, and did not pay attention to the jokes between the two. He subconsciously asked about the previous topic, "Workshop...Tiangongfang?"

"Do you know Tiangongfang?" Gongsun Yan was quite surprised and continued, "That's not Tiangongfang, it's another divine workshop. The two are peers and rivals, but Tiangongfang only does Liudao business, and the others in Feiyuan do not take over."

"Only do the Liudao business?" Xiao Qianye thought for a while and refuted, "It is impossible. They took over the Persian business and built a Daluo Heavenly Palace in the Qilian Mountains of the Central Plains. In addition to building houses, they also privately sell some spiritual weapons that are contaminated with great power, and do not do the Feiyuan business? Humph, they know the relationship between Feiyuan and the heaven world and don't want to cause trouble. The reason why I want Feiyuan to cut off contact with Shanhaiji as soon as possible is because there are too many merchants like Tiangongfang with too many intentions. Maybe they won't be very arrogant at the beginning, but the more familiar they are, the deeper they will infiltrate. Short-term interests must be at the cost of uncontrollable consequences. Feiyuan cannot withstand repeated tossing and roots must be eradicated now."

When he mentioned these things, his face suddenly became murderous, and his heart was involuntarily irritated, and his speech speed increased: "The beginning of the gentle town was the gathering of mountains and seas, and then the improved Pearl of Prayer, Xinmo not long ago, and the boss of Taoyuan Township Yipinhong, and now Tiangongfang, the forces involved are too many and complicated. Originally, the black market had the rules of the black market, and they would be fine in any internal chaos. However, since the drug outbreak caused by the clay grass, more and more countries have been deeply poisoned and have not been left alone. This time I came back to Sumu to ask the truth about the giant avatar, first solve the two of Feiyuan, and then eliminate the entire Shanhaiji."

The three of them were silent for a moment, exchanging various eyes. Mingxi habitually turned the jade ring in his hand, and after thinking for a moment, he lowered: "The giant ash in Haishi was once controlled by the Night King, which shows that the power of commanding the power of thousands of beasts is useful to him. Now Shu Shaobai is also in the imperial capital. Maybe he can help control the giant ash's behavior and keep him away from the Feiyuan territory. As for the merchants with business dealings on it..."

Mingxi paused, tapped his fingers on the table and seemed to be calculating something, and then looked at Gongsun Yan seriously: "Give you a month to let Feiyuan merchants settle their accounts, and in a month, you will no longer allow the mountains and seas to enter Feiyuan's territory."

All the expressions on Gongsun Yan's face froze at this moment. As the owner of the Mirror Pavilion who is both black and white, he knew more than anyone how difficult it is to execute this light command. He was almost stunned for a moment and murmured: "Do you really want to have a one-size-fits-all approach?"

Mingxi smiled slightly, and his calm face was as firm as Xiao Qianye: "Geor Master Xiao said it well. Now that the port is open, the trade communication with the surrounding countries is booming. If you continue to be entangled with the black market with unknown origin, you may one day see the second Yongle King, and there are also Jile Pills, Jile Water, Jile Pills, and you can make a comeback by changing your face and just wearing a piece of skin. Feiyuan is no longer a difficult situation when he just experienced the shattering five years ago. You can survive the most difficult period, and you can't let short-term interests ruin the hard-earned future."

The next moment, Mingxi turned to Xiao Qianye seriously and reminded: "If there is an uneasy guy causing trouble during this period, please keep an eye on it."
Chapter completed!