After finalizing the tactical policy of "armed liberation of the remnants of the former dynasty in St. Omer and their supporters", a group of courtiers who had obtained the "Armed Liberation Permit" issued by Her Majesty the Queen herself were overjoyed, and even looked much more pleasing to each other, and the chief of staff, who was mediocre in appearance and third-class crippled, no longer quarreled with the archbishop and others who were far superior in figure and appearance, and the archbishop and others no longer stared at the messy hair fluttering on the top of his head. Secretly wondering in their hearts how they could drag this abominable dwarf by the hair into the air and beat him in a single breath - this is not to say that they would not quarrel and knock on the table and raise the bar afterwards, on the contrary, they still came close to fighting with cups and chairs on several occasions, and Her Majesty had to repeatedly knock on the table with the shocking wood that should have been the imperial seal, barely keeping the meeting in order - no one should be naïve (or stupid) enough to think that such a group of dragons and snakes were mixed, Humans, who are full of robbers and butchers, can discuss many things about money, honor, and power with the same regularity and grace as schoolchildren.

The only thing that has improved is that their subsequent quarrels are limited to business rather than some roses popping up from time to time, so the efficiency of the meeting is finally a little better than before.

Originally, the archbishop and the chief of staff didn't seem at all comfortable sitting together and discussing roses...... They still drew their knives and beat each other, which seemed to be more like words, Luo Yi's mind drifted into the distance slightly, and then quickly stood up and knocked on the shocking wood, stopping the Navy Commander-in-Chief's attempt to airlift the chief of staff from one end of the room to the other end of the room.

Alas, that's not good at all. You can't pretend to be asleep in a meeting, you can't slip away, and you have to keep the chief of staff who likes to talk weird things and pull hatred.

Fortunately, her imperial seal was originally made of steel for the sake of cost and symbolism. Otherwise, with this kind of efficiency, I am afraid that it will have to be redone every once in a while, Luo Yi Great Demon King scanned a circle of subordinates with an above-average appearance in a complicated mood, thinking that their insides were as pure as their appearances, how good it would be, she was thinking like this, and there was an unusual fluctuation from the other end of the table-"Hey! You! I'm talking about you! Put down the chair you're holding in your hand! How many times have I told you! Raise your hand if you have an opinion! Not a chair lift! It's not a toast either! Don't you know you can't talk without a hard guy in your hands! ”

After shouting this in one breath, Her Majesty the Queen grabbed her hard imperial seal. Slammed it on the table in front of him, ending this "order maintenance"!

After the court meeting, Her Majesty the Queen instructed Emily, the female officer of the trainee attendant beside her: "Find a carpenter." Fix all the chairs on the ground and ask the industrial R&D department when the paper cups I want will be made, I don't want to go on like this. Damn it. I don't know when the table will fall apart, and every time I finish a meeting, my hands are so sore that I can't lift my chopsticks! ”

She doesn't want to be unable to lift her chopsticks, there is a trial cream orange cake today!

Since the development of squeezable sugar beets, all kinds of modern sweets that can be recalled have been put on the development project of the catering group under the Ministry of Commerce by Her Majesty the Queen, although the cost is still frighteningly high, but she is the queen...... A little luxury is still affordable, and, as the only king of Neustria. Naturally, she can give priority to the wealthy people in the whole country to enjoy it first......

The smell is quite tempting, but the cream orange cake that does not look very bright and colorful due to the lack of sugar decolorization and artificial colors on the outside raised chopsticks. The Great Demon King thought happily that power was still a bit beneficial.

If the hands weren't so sore, so much the better.

Since the scope of management has been expanded to a country, Luo Yi's voice has developed along with the arm muscles, which is also a helpless thing, in fact, the moral level of her subordinates is already higher than the average standard of this era, at least they still agree with not robbing the peasants on the surface, but the average moral value of this era is not too high, and there are often programs in the parliament in later generations, so although she forbade the courtiers to bring weapons into the meeting from the beginning, Her Majesty's court still often staged full martial arts, but fortunately there has been no serious incident so far, and no one has been hospitalized and absent from work.

Thinking of this, Luo Yi sighed, being a king is very beautiful on the surface, but it is not easy to be a good one, not only are there many miscellaneous things, the budget is terrifying, and the subordinates are not easy to settle. But then again, everyone behaves in a proper manner, and on the surface it is a harmonious ball, but the court does not do any practical affairs except for fiercely using mouth cannons to fight all kinds of palace fights, Luo Yi may feel even more unbearable if he copes with it.

Although this group of subordinates is fortunate to rely on their fists to decide policies at the meeting, they will do their best to implement the plan instead of pulling each other's backs when the plan is implemented, Luo Yi also has to endure them for this, it is better to fight when the meeting is making a plan than to pull each other back when the plan is implemented - the latter can inexplicably finish off a prosperous empire, Luo Yi does not have this kind of family and capital for them to spoil.

"Majesty!" Emily, the female officer of the trainee attendant, walked up to the Great Demon King Luo Yi with a leather bag: "My father gave you a hometown flavored food. ”

"Oh, oh." The Great Demon King, who was still thinking about the absent-mindedness of the government, pulled the rope of the leather bag without any vigilance, and the father of Emily's little angel sent it...... In an instant, the familiar, unforgettable smell filled the room, "Gross! Vomit—"

"陛xià! Wake up! Wake up! Doctor! Call Dr. Jeanne here! ”

After Jeanne's diagnosis and treatment, she thought that Her Majesty the Queen was in good health, but she was just a little frightened, "Doctor, is Her Majesty really okay?" Emily asked worriedly, blinking at two different colored eyes.

"It's okay, she's just, uh, not used to your food, after all, she's a sweet party." Jeanne said as she picked up a piece of creamy orange cake and put it in her mouth, after this fright, Her Majesty the Queen volunteered to fast for one night, and the sweets that had been prepared naturally could not be wasted, ah, it tasted so good!

"That's great." Emily breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not very good, woo-" Luo Yi lay on the bed, heartbroken thinking about the creamy orange cake that had not yet reached her mouth, but she didn't dare to go to the room filled with the smell of medieval biochemical weapons to get the cake anyway, and she couldn't eat it anymore, "Woo woo woo I haven't ......tasted a bite of my cake yet" (to be continued......