Chapter 770: Rushing Towards Reform!
"Ben!!"
The office door opened, and young Ben walked in, "Your Majesty..."
"Let the Ministry of the Interior, the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Trade, Industry and Commerce ... Never mind. Locke suddenly stopped talking, Ben looked at him curiously, Locke waved his hand, "Inform the Imperial Cabinet Ministers, wait for the Prime Minister and Queen to leave, and then let them come in together." β
"Yes, Your Majesty."
In fact, Locke had been waiting for this letter for a long time... Locke looked down again at the letter in his hand, the arrival of which meant that he could not go on like this.
Mormont is right, what should be explained must be explained in advance... Even if Onexia has bad intentions for him, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that Lordaeron can continue to function without himself.
Of course, this is just in case.
Similarly, Locke does not believe that the Black Dragon MM still has the ability to control two kings and scourge two countries. Lordaeron has almost turned him into a solidified mass of steel, and it is not an exaggeration to say that oil and salt are not entered. Taking a step back, even if she controls herself with a mistake in judgment, the people around her will find out about her abnormality. Moreover, with Elune as his backer, Locke is not worried that she can control herself with dark magic.
A short time later, Mormont was the first to knock on the door and walked in.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders when you call me?" In the spacious office, Mormont found a place to sit down and look at Locke behind his desk.
"Something," said Locke, who was not in a hurry, got up and leaned back at his desk, motioning for Mormont to look at the parchment scrolls that had been temporarily stored in the surrounding room, "Look, Prime Minister, does my office look like an archive room?" β
Mormont's eyes narrowed, the wrinkles on his forehead folded, he looked around with a smile, and then looked at Locke with a smile, "No, Your Majesty." If this is the archive room, then the two of us should be standing on the file shelves right now. β
"Stop talking nonsense, don't you understand what I mean?" Locke snorted, "The Prime Minister's role is not just to lead the other ministers and coordinate their work. The main core task is to share these things for me..."
Locke pointed to the parchment scrolls around him, "Don't show me what you can decide, that's one of the responsibilities of the prime minister." β
"So what is the thing I can make a decision about? Your Majesty, please make it clearβ" Mormont took a sip of the poured Tranquility Flower Tea and looked at Locke with a smile.
"Figure it out for yourself, don't you think it's very good to figure out my thoughts? I'll give you this chance..."Lockpi said with a smile, "but if you make a mistake, you will have to deduct the money!" Anyway, you have so many part-time positions, and you are not afraid of deducting your salary. Just right! You're also proposing to cut expenses, so start with you. β
"I'd be happy to deduct... Your excess salary. Locke smiled and said, "That way, I can hire a few more squires to help me with my work." β
At this moment, there was another knock on the door, and the door was pulled out from the outside. Dressed in a blue bandeau dress and a wide-brimmed sunhat, Kalia walked in smiling with a pair of slender white legs. When he walked to Mormont's side, Mormont also took the initiative to greet him and bowed. Kalia smiled and took off her left glove, reaching out the back of her hand and drooping it.
Bowing his head and bending down, he held the fingers of Kalia's left hand with both hands and kissed him slightly, and then Mormont raised his head and said respectfully to Kalia, "Your Highness..."
"Hello Prime Minister," Kalia replied with a nodding and smiling.
The door was gently slammed shut from the outside, leaving only the three of them in the room.
"What are you doing here? Dressed like this? Locke greeted Kalia and asked her to sit in the chair at his desk.
"Oh, and Elle and the other ladies went to the beach," said Kalia with a smile, "but I didn't expect that we had just arrived, and you had someone to call me back." β
"As a last resort, it won't be in the future." Locke took the visor she handed over, hung it on the hanger beside him, and said casually, "You might be too busy to do those things..."
The relaxed look on Mormont and Kalia's faces disappeared with these words, and the two looked at Locke solemnly.
"My dear, what I'm talking to you about, it's going to be ahead of schedule." Locke looked at Kalia with a calm face, "I'm sorry I couldn't finish everything here before leaving." β
Kalia wanted to say something in a hurry, but perhaps considering Mormont present, she thought briefly for a moment and continued, "When are you leaving?" β
"As soon as possible, because time is running out." Locke said truthfully that it was now less than two weeks before the end of Harvest Moon.
Kalia looked at Locke calmly for a long time, then she gathered the long golden hair around her ears and asked in a deep voice, "What do I need to do?" No, what can I do to not ruin your plans? β
Locke looked up at Mormont in the far corner of the room, who was looking at the two of them as usual. Locke turned his attention to Kalia anew, "Support the ministers of the Imperial Cabinet and the work they are doing. Sir Mormont will assist you in the management of the country, and if you encounter an undecidable matter, talk to him about it with Noris, Earl Hudson, Bridget, and Duke Abydis. β
"Don't trust others easily."
As he spoke, Locke looked up at Mormont, "Prime Minister, do you have any suggestions?" β
Mormont nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, and said, "Your Majesty, that letter from King Ureon was received only yesterday. But there should still be time, now is the time for the monsoon to shift to the southern continent, and it will not take more than five days at most, Your Majesty, to reach the docks of Stormwind City. β
"So you don't have to be in such a hurry, I suggest that in the remaining days, let Her Royal Highness come with you. Let Your Highness familiarize yourself with your work, under your leadership. β
Locke turned to look at Kalia, whose expression turned to joy, and there was a begging look in his eyes.
"Alright then," Locke shrugged, looking helpless, "since the Prime Minister has said so..."
Locke's expression changed, and he smiled and said to the nervous Kalia, "Go change into the right clothes and come to me." Let me teach you something in the remaining days. β
"Okay, I'll go!" Kalia stood up happily and almost broke out of the room. She forced herself to calm down, then nodded reservedly to Mormont, who quickly lifted her skirt in the latter's bowed salute.
"Your Highness is really an impatient." Mormont closed the door, turned to Locke and smiled and said, "You can see that she is ready to participate in the affairs of the kingdom." β
"Hopefully, I hope the workload here doesn't scare her," Locke tapped on the back of his neck, "don't leave yet, while you're here, I also need you to advise me, here's their advice." β
Mormont sat in a chair in the right corner of the office, while Locke held a stack of parchment rolls on the wooden coffee table.
"Let's talk about this first, Fairbanks is going to run a university, and I've seen both you and his ideas. But have you ever thought about how to solve the cost problem? Locke knocked on the door of his head, relieving the headache of long-term reading, "As you say, cut expenses." Shiloh came to see me yesterday and she told me that the positive and negative operating expenses are healthy. Of course, this has to do with the fact that we are only currently building a cabinet level institution. In the future, this will certainly not work. β
"As I said with you, in the future, the subordinate functional bodies of each cabinet department will have to be established in each city with the same functions. Only in this way can it be regarded as a strengthened control over all the lands of the kingdom. β
Mormont was a little overwhelmed, he was stunned by Locke's leaping mind. But he continued on with Locke's words.
"Jiquan also needs the royal family to have enough ability to control the place. But first of all, our lines of communication are not smooth," said Mormont, "and it takes a week to travel lightly from Iwa to Tyre in the East Lordaeron region. Until this problem is resolved, it is somewhat unrealistic for His Majesty to grasp every piece of land in his hands. β
"Looks like you haven't been to the goblin engineering area." Locke looked at Mormont with a smile. "You are a bit derelict in your duties, and as the prime minister, you need to know what kind of ability you have to manage the positive and negative."
"But what can be there?" Mormont spread his hands puzzled, "A mixture of oil and water that smells of pungent smoke?" Oily goblins? And the mechanical creations that can explode at any moment? With all due respect, Your Majesty, their products are not reliable. That's why I support Arnold in creating a technical oversight department to oversee them. β
"If technology wants to develop, pollution is inevitable, and this is a sacrifice that must be made. But I also ordered Gates and the Black Flame to make a change on the issue of pollution. I don't care what method I use, I just want results. It doesn't matter if it's a mix of machine and light, natural magic, or arcane. β
"But we must not give up technology, we humans are already at a disadvantage in the competition with other intelligent races. Only technology can give us a chance to catch up. Locke affirmed.
"Then Your Majesty," asked Mormont helplessly, "what do you mean by saying this to me?" β
"It means... I asked the goblins to widen the track used to transport minerals in the mine and build a locomotive that could run on that track. "They don't need anything, just water vapor to push them." β
"By the time they're no longer out of order, it might only take four days to get from Iva to the Hand of Tyr in the future!"
"Really!" Mormont asked in surprise, but quickly calmed down, and he looked at Locke's confident look and asked, "Just like an airship?" Much faster than that? β
Locke nodded, "It can be understood so, but it can't fly, it runs on the ground." β
Mormont was silent, he paused for a long time, looked at the proud face of Xianluo and said...
"Then Your Majesty... Does all this have anything to do with the university's spending? β