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Not only did Meng Ye's actions seem a bit willful in Lei Zhengyang's eyes, but the surrounding provinces and Wuhun Palace also couldn't understand it. However, no one cared about it. Everyone was more concerned about the next move of the Star Luo Empire.

To use simpler words to describe the mood of others is probably "When will the fight start?" or "Why hasn't the fight started yet?"

It seems to be an understatement, but it is the fact. Because it has not hit him yet, no one cares, let alone the possible consequences of a real war.

"If you do this, those nobles will probably hate you." Lei Zhengyang was hesitant. He was also angry, but he didn't expect that Meng Ye would do something even better than him.

This is the opportunity to drag those nobles to the front line to die at any time without any reason or explanation to you.

"Hate me? Do they dare?" Meng Ye looked blank and touched Gu Ling's little head leaning on the side. This little girl was frightened and had been very clingy recently.

Lei Zhengyang shook his head when he heard this and said, "I don't dare to do it now."

Those nobles and those with good background would be killed no matter what excuse Meng Ye made. What about the soul master?Even the soul masters in charge of the Wuhun Palace must die.

This is a right granted by the Pope, and Meng Ye naturally knows how to make the most valuable use of it.

"I have asked each branch hall and sub-hall to confiscate the resources controlled by those nobles. Not only do they not dare to hate me now, but they will tremble when they hear my name in the future."

The calmest tone, but the most ferocious words, Meng Ye perfectly interpreted this sentence.

"Why do you need so many resources?" Lei Zhengyang was not short of money, and he also knew that Meng Ye didn't value wealth very much.

"Those resources are not just money, but food, and...land area."

After touching Gu Ling's head, the little girl fell asleep on his lap. He could only adjust his position and pick her up and put her on a bench nearby.

He put Lei Zhengyang's coat hanging on one side on her, and then continued: "The two empires are now ready to go to war, no matter whether they are at war or not. It is not obvious in other places, but there are no blind people near the border. .”

"You mean, they will move to the rear?" Lei Zhengyang also looked thoughtful when he heard this.

"Almost." Meng Ye sat back to his original position, took a sip of tea and said, "I have asked the main halls and branch halls to spread the news and take in refugees in Saliker in the name of Wuhun Palace, but only Limited to [-]. Of course, the real number may be much higher than that.”

"Why are you looking for so many refugees?"

"We are refugees now, but not in the future. Those nobles are too full. Since they have nothing to do, the resources in their hands can be used by me."

In this world, apart from land area, population is still the most important resource. After all, soul masters are only a minority group.

Saliker's national strength is not very strong, but with this population, it only needs a small investment in the early stage, and it can be self-sufficient in the later stage.

As the population increases, the economy and national strength will naturally increase.

"Do you want to... participate in the war?" Lei Zhengyang hesitated, looked at Meng Ye and asked.

It’s hard to say whether the war between the two empires will be victorious, but if it does start, the time will definitely not be short. Meng Ye’s preparations now can be said to have a long-term strategic vision.

"Of course not. So what if I can gather millions of troops with just one Saliker? If I can't support it, I will have my own uses."

At this time, not only the two empires, but also Wuhundian was actually making small moves. What he did would not attract attention, but as time went by, it would eventually be of some use.

Because of the appearance of Tang Hao and his son, Bibi Dong now seemed to have lost her mind. Not only did Wei Er support her cronies, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo scolded her, and even many elders did not dare to touch her brow.

Originally, the tense situation between the two empires was an excellent opportunity for the development of Wuhun Palace. Without years of preparation for any war, the only way to win is to rely on heaven.

Apart from soul masters, Wuhun Palace's resources, troops, and armaments are inferior to those of the two major empires. Ordinary people only know that soul masters are noble, but how do they know what Wuhun Palace is?Can it be eaten?Therefore, Wuhun Palace is also unpopular.

The right time, the right place, the right people, and the same people don't take advantage of each other. If you can win, you'll be damned.

In the later stage, even if the gods join the war and can defeat it, they will not be able to govern it. The Spirit Empire will fall apart in less than a hundred years, which is also meaningless.

"Just be sensible. Tiandou has sent envoys to Xingluo. There are signs of peace talks. Please pay attention." Lei Zhengyang couldn't help but remind him in the end.

"Peace cannot be negotiated. The two empires are already strong and the other weak. If we really want to negotiate peace, it will be a lot of fun." Meng Ye smiled. The contradiction in this confrontation lies in Xue Qinghe. If he wants to clear up the misunderstanding, he is afraid that Even the Wuhun Palace would not allow it.

What seemed like a confrontation between the two empires actually involved the current core of Wuhun Palace. The complexity was so complex that even he, the instigator, could not solve the situation.

winter and winter...

"Huh?" The two people paused when they heard the knock on the door. This was Lei Zhengyang's office, and usually no one came. "come in?"

"Boss, I knew you were here." Wang Shuo walked in, greeted with a smile, and then looked at Lei Zhengyang respectfully. "Mr. Lei."

"Why are you here now?" Meng Ye smiled. Wang Shuo had no intention of becoming a strong man, but it was not easy at all. His father was determined to train him to inherit his title.

In this world, if you don't have the strength, you can only use your brain. You don't have either. Unfortunately, being an ordinary person and farming may be the best choice.

"Boss, don't mention it. Your move almost scared those nobles into quails. My father told me to stay away from you recently, so that I don't get slapped when I go out." Wang Shuo complained with a bitter look on his face.

"Then you still dare to come here?"

The fat man was obviously complaining. Not to mention his own identity, as long as Meng Ye was alive, those nobles would not dare to touch the people he knew.

How important is the elder of Wuhun Palace? The leader of a country has to give him some face. The other elders don't come out so they have little influence. Only then can Meng Ye really make use of this power.

"I'm here to see you, haha."

"Emperor Xue Ye doesn't agree with the matter between you and Xue Ke, right?" Meng Ye glanced at the fat man and said casually.

How could a majestic imperial princess fall in love with a noble from a principality, even if she had royal blood.

It doesn't matter if he has a certain talent. Soul master is the most noble profession, and the value of a genius is even more so.

But Wang Shuo really has no intention of being a strong man, and this image really damages the majesty of the royal family. It would be damned if Emperor Xueye could marry his little daughter to him.

His face darkened, Wang Shuo nodded and said, "After what happened last time, Emperor Xue Ye directly ordered Tiandou Academy to send me back. Xue'er's side... there should be no chance."

When things got to this point, he basically stopped thinking about it and no longer had to think about it so much.

Meng Ye took a sip of tea after hearing this, thought for a moment, and said, "This matter depends on you. Either you have strength or status. In short, you must have something that makes Emperor Xue Ye recognize you."

"Boss, I know it too, but I..."

"You have no talent, you are just a small nobleman from the Principality of Salikl, and you have a lot of money. How can you be worthy of being a princess of the same country, right?"

After being scolded by Meng Ye, Wang Shuo smiled bitterly and said, "Boss, I'm already miserable."

"That's right, what are you afraid of after it's come to this?" Meng Ye stood up and walked to Wang Shuo, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said, "If you want Xue Ye to think highly of you, don't just think about it. As for the personal relationship between son and daughter, go and make some achievements and let him see it."

"How to do it?" Wang Shuo was still confused.

"Practice well."

His face fell again. Wang Shuo really had no confidence in his talent. However, the most ridiculous thing in this world is that he has no strength and everything is empty.

The same is true for everything Meng Ye is doing now. Although it has triggered a confrontation between the two empires, if his strength has not risen in a few years, he will still be ruthlessly crushed by the wheels of history.