As the order of the entire imperial capital was chaotic again, the letter requesting Gawain to "enter the city as soon as possible, calm the situation, and take charge of the imperial power with Her Royal Highness Anna, and continue the operation of the empire" was also sent to the Gallipoli Palace. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The little sunfish accompanying the palace unsealed it and sent it to Gao Wen, who had just returned from his camp.

Soon, Desiderius, the former bishop of Gallipoli, was summoned to Gawain, who was originally the bishop of Nicaea but later came here because of the fall of the city, and was an old friend of Gawain.

"It's up to you to crown me." Gawain spoke amazingly.

Desiderius fell to the ground in fright, his chubby short neck covered with vertical and horizontal sweat.

But Gawain showed no sign of flinching, "I hate insatiable people who take advantage of certain rigid conventions to blackmail them, so I don't go to the Cathedral of the Prophet, I don't see the statue of Emperor Justinian, but I go to Constantine Square (where the Senate is located) for coronation." ”

Then he made a wish to Desiderius: "You will put a crown on me, and my wealth and glory will be yours." ”

This did not allow Desiderius to refuse at all - as soon as Gawain finished speaking, the little sunfish held a box covered with fine satin, rested it in front of him, opened it, and saw that Desiderius, who was shining and squinting, saw that inside were a pair of beautiful crowns, large and small, which were made by the Royal Jeweller's Guild, and then sent by the Queen Mother of the city to Gawain's hands.

"When the time comes, my wife and I need your blessing, old friend." Gawain laughed, pointing his finger at his head and then at the crown in the box.

Bishop Gallipoli continued to consult with Gawain in the annex hall, and the bed in the center of the palace bedchamber was hung down to form a small enclosed space, and the gray-haired Agnes knelt on the soft silk cushion, holding the candle in her hand, systematically checking the wax seals on the keys and seals in front of the table with drawers, and when she saw that they were safe and untouched, Agnes felt that she had fulfilled her duties as an imperial ink officer.

Then she began to place a stack of papers on the other side of the table, which was an extra personal task given to her by her grandfather - because Magrundius was very familiar with the realities of the empire, so Gawain had previously entrusted this mentor to draw up the official system of the new dynasty, but the grandfather of the little sunfish was not energetic, so he could only ask her for help, "Remember, granddaughter, this is the foundation of our Prani family's life, not only must be proficient in mechanics, but also familiar with the official system, In the future, my great-grandson Turianus will be a true master of his knowledge with this knowledge. Grandpa's face was very serious at that time, as if he was explaining the aftermath, and after saying that, he went to the hot spring palace in Hierapolis to recuperate—Gawain gave him the key to this palace out of respect for his mentor, "You can go whenever you want." ”

Under the firelight, Agnes frowned, holding up her pen and looking at the densely packed text and pastel drawings on the beautifully bound pages, in which the various lengthy names of the ancient dynasties, the official positions, titles and constant changes were really a headache for her, this kind of work should be most suitable for Anna, but the other party is now in the city of Prusa to raise a baby, and is ready to cross the sea by boat immediately, and Helena and Hristopher will participate in the enthronement ceremony (Calle Adios and Turianus were excluded because of their origins, This also seems to represent Gawain's later clear attitude regarding the heir).

As for Hetomia and Wen Ruomina, please, the daughter of a local nobleman, although quite educated and polite, how could she know about this kind of bureaucratic knowledge involving the state system? And the latter, needless to say, can only act as a sleeping officer who manages the general chores - so all this can still depend on me, on me Agnes. Prani!

Busy and busy, Agnes felt more and more sleepy, and her eyelids were heavy and astringent, so she arranged the pen and ink and the scroll a little, and lay down on the couch, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took for her to feel a warmth in her chest, so she opened her eyes in shock, and saw Gawain sitting on the edge of the couch, covering her chest with fabric, and paused when she woke up, and then said to her gently: "The winter in the strait is very cold, even if there are curtains to protect the bed from the wind, it is still not enough." ”

Agnes was dazed, she was initially a little grateful for Gawain's thoughtfulness.

But suddenly she felt that something was wrong with her body, she raised the back of her neck slightly and looked forward, and almost died of anger - the fabric covering her chest was clearly her own skirt, Gawain lifted it without shame, and only when she woke up did she explain that it was for her to keep out the cold, and now the other party's hand was still pinched on her pink knee!

"You...... But I'm really worried about my cold! Agnes was embarrassed.

But what can be done, she has already given birth to Turianus for this shameless man, this child is also the "Prani heir" that her grandfather chattered all day long, and now the old fellow runs to the hot springs of Hierapolis to have a good time, and the child is still nursed in the court of Tarsus, but she still has to be Gawain's secretary during the day, and she has to sleep for him from time to time at night.

Yes, "from time to time", because Gawain takes into account her "particularity", and the demand on the couch is not so strong, probably because he is afraid of her resistance and dissatisfaction.

But every time, the time is like that....... It's really like a bear with a greedy head and a honey mouth......

After a long time, covered between the blankets and cushions, the naked Agnes lay on the couch, exhausted, her eyes half-closed, looking at the flickering and confused candle flame beside the couch, Gawain was beside her, rubbing her smooth back and gray hair braids with her big hands, and still asking there, "What is your official system modeled on?" ”

"Before."

"I've seen that, and it's good. Keep in mind, however, that the future territory is divided into three parallel and non-subordinate administrative regions. ”

"Ah...... Sick of it. Agnes said impatiently.

But Gawain ignored her protests, elaborating, "That is, special districts, counties, and autonomous regions." ”

Originally, according to Gao Wen's plan, he wanted to abolish the traditional military district system, because now he already had a complete field defense military team in his hands, and there was no need to hand over military and judicial power to the traditional generals. However, according to the different characteristics of the entire territory, it is divided into three types.

In the future, he is also preparing to establish four new special districts of Tarsus, Seleucia, Prussia and Trabzon, Tripoli and Tbilisi-Alan are still under consideration, and the taxes generated here, whether from people, agricultural land, commerce, mining or workshops, will be directly attributed to him and Anna's "inner treasury", and the main economic model will be large-scale holy farms, holy workshops and direct ports.

Of course, in the future, Constantinople will also belong to the standard special jurisdiction, and Gawain also has a breakthrough idea - that is, to sell a considerable part of the industry originally monopolized by the royal family to a new power group composed of bureaucrats, clergy, and soldiers under his command at a certain price.