"On January 6, the griffon commander Gaia defeated the Venadas in the city of Stari, killing 1,490 enemies, and the entire griffin army suffered a total of 7 casualties."

Seeing that the Minister of Military Management had reported this exciting news, Prime Minister Rackmond stood up excitedly.

"Your Majesty, judging from this battle, the Venadas can still only do stealing and touching dogs, and on the frontal battlefield, they are no match for my Okasims.

This time they braved the rain to attack the city of Stari, with the Gaia commander in charge, and the Venadas paid a terrible price, all because of the good way His Majesty ruled the country.

The Okasim Empire, led by you, will surely make the enemy dare not attack. ”

Badr looked at Rackmond with a blank expression, and it took him a long moment before he spoke.

"Okay, I got it."

Seeing that Badr replied so flatly, Rackmond was speechless for a moment, and he had to sit back.

Badr glanced at him, then beckoned to another minister.

"Minister Eric."

Imperial finance ministers always change quickly, and Eric is the new minister who took office the day before yesterday.

In the Okassim Imperial bureaucracy, all the people who can get into this council chamber are acquaintances, but the officials present are very unfamiliar with Minister Eric.

It is said that there are only five people on the list of candidates for the new minister, and Eric is only the Earl, and his background is the weakest of the five.

However, after the meeting of His Majesty the Emperor, Eric finally stood out from the five.

Under Ivan Bedford's reign, this was almost impossible.

Eric is a bald old man with a Chinese face, and he must have been an upright character when he was young.

Hearing Badr's words, he stood up, and then flipped open the thick book on the table.

"The minister completed the handover of his position with the Marquis of Caius yesterday morning, and casually flipped through the expenses in the palace last month, which was too much...... The invasion of the Venada is imminent, and I hope that Your Majesty will be sympathetic to the people. ”

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the ministers suddenly became strange, and Rackmond's expression was the most exciting.

This Eric has only been in office for a day, and he dares to speak to His Majesty the Emperor like this, is it that his open-mouthed mouth is the reason why Badr admires him?

Sure enough, Badr's face turned gloomy.

"Oh, please tell me Minister Eric where I am not sympathetic to the people."

Everyone thought that Eric would find himself a staircase, but he looked around Badr and said.

"The minister knows that he should not be wrong, but the minister's two sons have died in the invasion of the Venadas, and the ministers do not want to be present with their colleagues......"

Badr said, staring into Eric's eyes.

"Minister Eric, this is the Imperial Chamber, and as the head of the department, you can say what you have to say without explaining it to me, or to anyone."

Eric hesitated for a moment, but finally said.

"Your Majesty, a minister's salary for one year can be worth a soldier's salary for one day, but your pen is worth a minister's salary for two years......"

Hearing this, the faces of the ministers were different, among which the Minister of the Interior, Peloz, had the most wonderful face.

"What did you say?"

Badr slowly stood up, he tapped the table with a quill pen, "This quill was bought by me personally, and the Ministry of the Interior paid for it, is it possible that the price of the pen shop in the palace is already so high?" ”

"Your Majesty!"

Peloz hurriedly stood up, "It is true that the pen was held by you personally, but you have always used a swan brush, and the minister is worried that the replacement of the imperial pen will delay your review of state affairs, so he replaced this pen with a swan brush." ”

Badr didn't expect Peloz to react so quickly, and he narrowed his eyes.

"Minister Peloz, I only need you to pay, not you to make decisions for me. Besides, if the Vinada army is overwhelming, if I don't lead by example, won't there be more ministers to join me tomorrow? ”

Peloz was covered with cold sweat on his forehead, and he nodded and said.

"The minister will not dare to do it again."

Badr snorted coldly and looked at Eric.

"Minister Eric, do you have any other thoughts on me?"

Eric shook his head, coughed and sat back.

Rackmond stared coldly, but before Badr could sit down, he withdrew his gaze.

......

The pilgrimage meeting ended near noon.

Badr walked out of the palace with an expressionless face, and the ministers followed him in twos and threes, silent.

Waiting for Badr to board the carriage, the ladies hurriedly boarded another carriage, and the two carriages walked one after the other towards the dormitory.

Badr sat by the window, and after looking at the scenery for a while, he retracted his head and looked at the man beside him.

"Let's go eat."

The man replied with a low brow.

"Yes."

The carriage stopped in front of the dormitory, and without the help of the maid, Badr walked into the dormitory with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the Badr go away, Badr in the carriage whispered.

"To the Imperial Court."

The carriage was soon moving.

As an emperor who was well versed in history, Badr was highly forward-looking.

At the age of eighteen, he stumbled upon a stand-in for himself, and found twins, one of whom died at the hands of Redia that night.

The face is expressionless, and it is a stand-in who pretends to be sophisticated.

But like all unaccompanied, Badr has grown rapidly since that night.

He first grabbed a quasi-former finance minister, and then gradually supported his own power to ascend to the top, and the next one to be replaced was Interior Minister Peloz.

He took the knife this morning, but as long as Peloz was still in the palace for a day, he didn't want to retire in peace, after all, who made him Lachmond's henchman.

The carriage soon pulled into Sixth Street, and it was a surprise that the royal carriage was there.

But everyone's eyes were drawn to the "Badr", so it was completely irrelevant where this carriage would appear.

The Imperial Court is located in a tranquil landscaped garden, and even in winter, birds can still be heard singing in the boulevards.

Passing through the boulevard, the temperature suddenly rose by half a degree, and the spacious lawn was already sprinkled with grass seeds, and it looked pale green from a distance.

The judge was the most idle position in the Imperial bureaucracy, and several white-haired old men walked side by side on the lawn, although the Empire explicitly forbade drinking alcohol at work, but several old men had wine bottles in their hands.

Seeing the carriage of the palace, everyone seemed to be familiar with it, and they were still talking and laughing about Turin.

The carriage stopped in front of a gray building, and Badr looked around warily before running quickly into the gray building.

This is the court library.

As the wooden door of the library closes softly, the sounds of the world seem to be cut out.

Pale sunlight poured down from the window, and a white-haired old man bathed in the sunlight.

He was holding a heavy book in his hand, but he was napping.

Seeing the old man, Badr suddenly relaxed.

He walked over lightly and shouted softly.

"Teacher Edgar."

Hearing the shout, Edgar prick up his head vigilantly, and after looking around, he saw the figure in front of him.

"Oh, it's Your Majesty."

The tone is very kind, like seeing a neighbor's child.

Badr nodded and sat down across from Edgar.

"Teacher, I ...... What about the legislation I mentioned to you last time, how have you thought about it? ”

"Legislate."

Edgar sat up slowly, he put the book aside, and then reached out and rubbed his brow.

"Your Majesty, everyone says that Turin is a barbarian land, and that the Okasimites thrive here. When I was studying in the Venada Empire, I was often looked down upon because of my background......

So when I returned to Turin, I vowed to change everything here. ”

Edgar smiled and pointed out the window to the white-haired judges walking side by side.

"But you look at all these years, instead of changing Turin, I have been changed by Turin."

Badr said worriedly.

"The Imperial Court has not sat for more than ten years, and the nobles are dismissive of it, and if the Okasim Empire wants to be strong, perfect laws and strong measures are indispensable."

"Your Majesty,"

Edgar laughed again, "Do you know what the law is?" ”

"Know,"

Badr frowned slightly, "But what do you have to say?" ”

Edgar touched his beard and picked up the tea on the table, taking a nap just now, the tea temperature was just right.

"During my time in Jessel, my teachers would often tell me that law was the last resort to enforce moral will......"

He put down his teacup and stared meaningfully at Badr.

"Therefore, Your Majesty, we cannot use the law to prescribe the morality of Turin, even if the morality itself is wrong, and this morality is only on the side of the nobility.

If your Majesty wants to use the law as a weapon to consolidate your power, then the law you make must be on the opposite side of the aristocracy, that is, the commoners, but you cannot do that.

If you do, then the Okassim Empire will die...... The empire may be reborn, but the chances are slim to none.

Of the slim probabilities, the odds of you being alive are even slimmer. ”

Badr's mouth was wide open, as if shocked, as if in a trance.

Edgar shook his head, refilled him with a cup of tea, and said as Badr had done when he was a child.

"Your Majesty, drink tea."

Subconsciously picking up the cup of tea, Badr's eyes flickered.

"Teacher, I was born into a nobility, raised in a nobility, handed over to a nobleman, and traveled to a nobleman, I used to think that the world was divided by nobles.

But one day, when I followed Hyrule to Eighth Street, a beggar begged me for money, and I gave him the money, but he was beaten to death by the Hyrule men.

I don't know why, I'm obviously a beater, but I just feel unfair for him, and this world shouldn't be like this at all.

After becoming emperor, the last thing I could put up with was the stupidity of the nobles, the Venadas were about to hit the doorstep, and they were still spitting in the council chamber about the celebration day, and I really wanted to send them to the front one by one.

Yes, the legislation was for my own selfish desires, but now I can add an excuse to change Turin.

Teacher, is this excuse high-sounding enough? ”

Edgar patted the book in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the law is on paper, the morality is in your heart, I am glad that you still have the consciousness of speaking out for the weak, but have you ever thought that the strong are born with the right to trample on the dignity of the weak...... The aristocracy is an aristocracy because their ancestors have made countless efforts, and this effort is genuine. ”

Badr shook his head.

"The strong can not only trample on the dignity of the weak, but also dominate the lives of the weak, and even ants know the truth of the jungle.

But we are not beasts, we are Okasims. ”