Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Hua Hong came to report on his work this time. As long as it related to the Tianan Chamber of Commerce, ranging from the total amount of ordnance production to the development of some small mines, he was not even meticulous enough to submit the appointment and dismissal of grassroots stock-level cadres to Xu Yuan.

This made Xu Yuan feel a little stretched.

Whether it is knowledge reserve or learning ability.

To use what Hua Hong said a day ago, his father can basically get a rough grasp of any skill as long as he has seen it. Even if it is as complex as a formation, he can reach the first level in just one year of spare time. The level of a senior master.

Among the people Xu Yuan knew, even Jiang He thought he was inferior to this kind of talent when he was young. Probably only the fourth child at home could compare with his father in terms of talent.

But this is only in the formation.

Genius is not the threshold for meeting that old man. Genius comes in the eyes of a genius.

After understanding the past, Xu Yuan besides sighing that his father was a strong man from heaven, the rest of his thoughts were wondering whether the current system of the prime minister's government was too deformed.

Personal ability and professionalism complement each other. The former can be born, but the latter takes time to build up.

According to Xu Yuan's rough estimate, if he wants to adapt to the job of the Prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he will need at least three years to learn the corresponding skills, and if he wants to initially possess the capabilities of the Master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it will take ten or two years. Ten years and thirty years are units of time.

If you want to be the same as that old man, you probably have to wait until he is over a hundred years old.

This time seems normal. After all, the giant forces in Great Yan train heirs in decades. If they want to control the behemoth of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a slightly longer training period does not seem unacceptable.

But the problem is that Xu Yuan's calculation of time is based on his initial transformation.

Strong cultivation will bring qualitative changes to the brain.

After entering the mortal world, Xu Yuan has been able to achieve a photographic memory, and he can get accurate answers to complicated numerical calculations with just one glance. When running his skills, he can speed up his perception of the world, greatly improving his perception of the world. Improve work efficiency.

Xu Yuan's experience cannot be repeated.

That father's talent cannot be replicated.

This kind of absolute dictatorship that relies on the leader's personal ability is completely walking a tightrope, and it will break if you are not careful.

If both father and son are no longer here,

The loyal old ministers like Hua Hong have passed away.

With a system like the Prime Minister’s Mansion,

If the next generation pulls their hips a little, their old Xu family will probably die in three lifetimes.

The system of the Prime Minister's Office must be reformed.

But Xu Yuan also knows that innovation is definitely not now.

Forced by external pressure, the strongman dictatorship of the Prime Minister's Office is already the best solution to face the complex external pressure of Great Yan.

In the quiet Yaxuan, incense curls up from the table.

Lou Ji understands people's hearts very well.

The moment she saw the tiredness in Xu Yuan's eyes, she noticed the pressure in the kid's heart.

After pondering for a while, looking at his back, Lou Ji advised softly:

"The Prime Minister is still here, so there is no need for you to be in such a hurry."

Xu Yuan did not pause as he walked towards the door, and replied casually:

"I just feel like I'm still too far behind now."

Lou Ji's blue eyes were slightly complicated, she bent her eyes and smiled:

"Don't you still have sister and Hua Hong helping you?"

"Sister, time is running out."

The words fell,

Xu Yuan suppressed the fatigue in his eyes and reached out to open the door of Jiulongxuan.

This is the first time Xu Yuan has met Zong Qingsheng in recent years.

During the barbarian war,

In order to prevent him from interfering with his battle plan, the old man never met him face to face.

The other party's appearance has not changed much from when he was a child. He is energetic and still looks like a giant bear with an iron tower.

Zong Qingsheng glanced at the handsome young man inside the door, and then he was about to enter the door, and his deep voice echoed:

"I thought you were going to avoid me all the time, what are you doing?"

Before the words fell,

Zong Qingsheng felt a soft Qi energy condensed into an invisible wall of energy blocking him in front of him. He glared, and then said with confusion:

"That's not right. Why did your cultivation become so advanced?"

Xu Yuan did not answer, but looked at the iron tower bear with calm eyes, and said slowly:

"Mr. Zong, you are here for the military affairs of the Black Lin Army?"

Hearing this, Zong Qingsheng immediately suppressed his worries temporarily, nodded and said:

"Well, yes, we agreed in advance that in the current situation, the Black Lin Army's military supplies cannot be used."

"It's business as usual."

"Um?"

"Although I have taken my brother's place, I do not plan to change the decisions he made in the short term." Xu Yuan smiled and replied: "I also do not plan to reduce the share of the Black Lin Army."

"Changtian!"

Lou Ji's somewhat dissatisfied voice immediately came from behind.

The cake in the entire Xiangguo Mansion was so big. Hua Hong left with a happy face. Now that the Black Lin Army has to maintain such huge expenses, the only place that can deduct money is her Black Scale Guards.

She felt betrayed by Chang Tian.

It was clear that he was the one who should be the biggest beneficiary of Changtian's ascendancy, but in the end, this kid met the needs of Hua Hong and Zong Qingsheng first.

Lou Ji quickly said to Xu Yuan:

"The war is on the verge of breaking out. It's too late to continue to train new soldiers. It would be a waste to give him the money for the Black Lin Army. At this time, the Black Scale Guards need a lot of materials to activate those bright and hidden lines."

"When will it be your turn, Chief Black Scales, to speak when Third Young Master expresses his stance?"

Zong Qingsheng interrupted Lou Ji with a loud voice, saying: "Do you know how long the war will last? Without this money to train the follow-up troops, if you can't defend the important pass and the important town, will you use your Black Scale Guards to fill the gap? And you, woman, do you know how much supplies will be consumed in a day if a full-scale war breaks out?!"

Lou Ji's beautiful eyes narrowed into two crescents in an instant, flashing cold light. Just as she was about to open her mouth to retort, Xu Yuan interrupted directly:

"Mr. Zong, since your goal has been achieved, it shouldn't be a loss to say less."

Zong Qingsheng's brows slightly tightened, but thinking that the God of Wealth had just promised the money, he smiled and nodded and said:

"Since the third young master has spoken, I will not say anything more and will leave first."

After speaking,

Zong Qingsheng glanced at the woman casually with his tiger eyes, and then left with a laugh.

Lou Ji clenched her fists and was trembling with anger in the room.

Xu Yuan ignored the old sister's anger for the time being, and stared calmly at Zong Qingsheng's laughing back as he disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The old man had no intention of recommending him to a new position. It seemed that apart from the payment of salaries and the allocation of materials, the entire Black Scale Army was directly responsible to the old man himself, and even the prince of the Xiangfu had no right to mobilize a single soldier.

However, Xu Yuan was not too surprised by this.

No matter how much they loved each other, military power was a bottom line.

Thinking in his heart,

Xu Yuan turned to look at his brother and the three children of the Feng family outside the door, and said with a smile:

"Brother, bring them in."