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In the face of the questioning gazes of the nobles and the surprised question of the count, Marquis Yuk's face was as calm as still water, but he was secretly cursing in his heart.
If he had a choice, of course he would not propose peace negotiations with the merchant party, but what other choice did he have now?
Last night, he received a letter from his sister. It was a magical message, and it was a very secretive message.
Although his sister's choice of words was very cautious, and it was obvious that she did not have much confidence, but comparing it with the information he had, Marquis Yuk could be sure that her guess was correct.
He could be sure that the aristocratic party did not send people to attack the merchant party's caravans and civilians. And the attack on the aristocratic party's border soldiers and lords was probably not the work of the merchant party.
Previously, he felt that since everyone was very angry, it would be better to just fight it out. Anyway, the main force of the troops were the local aristocrats. Even if they lost, as a central aristocrat, his losses would be very limited. So he was in the pro-war party, and was inclined to fight a small-scale war with the merchant party.
But comparing it with his sister's information, he carefully thought for a long time and broke out in a cold sweat.
If they really fought, it would not be a problem of a "small-scale war," and it would be impossible to have "limited losses."
The one who was driving this war behind the scenes did not want a small-scale war at all, but a fierce war that would involve the entire Commonwealth of Gold Coins!
Although he could not understand why that person would do such a thing, this was not important. What was important was that as the beneficiary of the current order of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins, he absolutely could not allow a full-scale civil war in the Commonwealth of Gold Coins!
That would not only mean that he would suffer heavy losses, but also great danger.
The higher one stood, the harder one would fall.
The Yuke family had already stood at the pinnacle of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins. There was no way for the Yuke family to climb any higher. Instead, the possibility of them falling was very high — he was sure that even though his family was dazzling at the moment, there were many people plotting and plotting behind the scenes. They wanted to stab him in the back, or even completely destroy the Yuke family and feast around their corpses.
He absolutely could not allow such a thing to happen! Whether it was a mortal or a god, if they wanted to make the Yuk family unlucky, then they were his enemies!
Therefore, before daybreak, he gathered all the core members of the family and held a secret meeting. After that, he put his eldest son under house arrest in a secret chamber. He personally contacted the leaders of the aristocratic party and directly talked about the peace negotiations with the merchant party.
Of course, this would damage his image, as well as the reputation of the Youke clan, but he couldn't care less about that right now.
Right now, the conflict between the merchant party and the aristocratic party was only at the level of 'friction' or 'minor conflict'. If they didn't take this opportunity to calm the situation down, then even the Youke clan wouldn't be able to do anything when the flames of war started.
Looking at the aristocratic leaders projected through magical communication, he secretly sighed and said, "Everyone, as the saying goes, times have changed. Back then, I strongly advocated for war because I felt that fighting would bring me benefits. But now, I have obtained an important piece of information! That was the key to changing my mind. "
"What information?" Marquis Gordon, one of the two Marquises, asked in a low voice.
"The Republic of Northwest has sent out a joint exploration team to explore a mine with the merchant party."
"We already know about this. What's so great about it?" One of the Counts laughed.
Marquis Youke sneered and continued, "They found a mithril mine in the mine."
"A mithril mine … isn't that great," the Count who spoke just now said.
Marquis Youke said expressionlessly, "After appraisal, it is not a normal mithril mine that was transformed from an ordinary silver mine due to the infiltration of magic. It is a natural mithril mine that was formed when the Main Plane was formed."
The Count who spoke just now was dumbfounded. The other Counts couldn't help but take a deep breath. Even Marquis Gordon couldn't help but frown.
"Is this information reliable?" he asked.
"Of course," Marquis Youke said calmly.
It was enough for him to say this information. As for the more important information, he would never leak it to these people.
It involved the biggest secret of the Youke clan. As long as this secret was carefully guarded, it could protect the clan for at least a thousand years or even longer.
After a while, Marquis Gordon said in a low voice, "Do you know the reserves of that mine?"
"What do you take my spies for?" Marquis Youke laughed and asked, "If they could even find out the reserves of that mine, would you still be able to sleep soundly at night?"
Marquis Gordon laughed dryly and didn't mention this again.
There were conflicts between the local nobles and the central nobles. Of course, there were also internal conflicts among the central nobles. Marquis Gordon and Marquis Youke were old rivals. They were the kind of people who "missed each other to death". The fact that Marquis Youke's spies could find out such confidential information already made Marquis Gordon a little uneasy. If they could find out more about the reserves of the top-secret mine, it wouldn't be difficult for them to find out about Marquis Gordon's secrets.
At least … it would be a little shorter.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, an Count who was on good terms with Marquis Gordon hurriedly changed the topic. "A natural mithril mine is of great value. It will greatly strengthen the relationship between the Republic of Northwest and the merchant party. Making a move against the merchant party at this time will easily attract the attention of the Republic of Northwest. It is indeed … very inappropriate. "
"Yes, they must be nervous now. Once they are agitated, it is very easy for them to overreact. At least wait until the dust settles and the mine is mined and appraised. Only then will their emotions calm down, "another Count said." Even if they want to go to war, they have to wait until then. "
As they spoke, everyone's eyes fell on the Count "Good Horse."
The Count "Good Horse" was actually not surnamed "Good Horse." The origin of the name could be traced back to the founder of their family. The Count's name was "Goode Hauss," and his nickname was "Good Horse." Later on, although their family's official name was Count Hauss, the name "Good Horse" was too famous, so everyone usually called them by this nickname.
Of course, this was also because they didn't care about it. They were even proud of this nickname.
Currently, the one who was in conflict with the merchant party was "Good Horse" Earl Hauss. He originally wanted to make things difficult for the central nobles with the assassination attempt on him and ask for some compensation. He didn't expect that before he could negotiate with the central nobles on a substantive issue, the merchant party would actually make things difficult for him, accusing his soldiers of crossing the border and attacking the caravans and civilians.
Earl Hauss was already in a bad mood. After being agitated like this, he couldn't help but fly into a rage. Without saying a word, he chased the envoy of the merchant party out.
In the end, the merchant party actually gathered their troops at the border, as if they were going to fight.
The "Good Horse" family had always dared to fight. If he didn't fight them, they should be thanking the heavens. But now, they actually dared to find trouble with him?!
To borrow a famous saying from Brother Illidan, who had been whitewashed by the Blizzard Company after Sui Xiong's transmigration, they were courting death!
So he did not hesitate to gather his troops and confront the merchant party.
These days, the two sides had already had two small-scale confrontations. Although the losses were not great, the anger was growing.
And at this moment, if the aristocratic party wanted to negotiate for peace, his attitude would become the key.
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