Whether it is Dogurland, the Far Eastern Dynasty, or any country, the orders issued by the head of the state must be coordinated by the ministers, who will be handed over to the provincial officials to receive and deploy, and then distribute them to the main cities, subordinate towns, districts, and sub-districts. Finally, it was implemented.

The state is like a huge machine, the core is important, the parts are also indispensable, and from the issuance of a decree to the execution, there are more than 100 officials who need to cooperate in the middle.

However, for Solandelle, the people she can really trust and directly mobilize are Chino, who has always been walking side by side, and her childhood friend Lona.

Lorna cried until she vomited blood after Denisha's death, and has been in a state of collapse, and still collapses on the bed like a vegetative person.

Chino was absent from the meeting and didn't know where he was.

Even if these two people are here, the big things of the kingdom can't be supported by the three of them.

Just like the various proposals of the New Deal, Solandale knew that his ministers would resist, but he still had to take them out and say in the plenary meeting, why? Because she can't get around these ministers.

In a situation where there is no one to replace, her decrees must be distributed by these ministers, and let them mobilize their subordinate middle and low-level officials to cooperate with the new policy.

If these ministers don't nod, the decree will not be passed on at all, and even if it is passed on, people will secretly say hello, and let the people below deliberately act indiscriminately, abuse it, disobey the yang and disobey the yin, and go to the extreme to carry out the crooked execution, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

And now, these ministers have resigned jointly, which is aimed at her difficulties and forced the palace.

The ministers knew that Solandale would never dare to accept these resignation letters, because she could not fill the manpower.

If so many positions are vacant at the same time, the upper echelons of Dogoulander will be paralyzed in an instant, and the middle and lower echelons will be shut down along with them, and it will bring unforeseen disasters in the long run.

The reason why Solandale is in a hurry to launch a new deal is also to solve this pain point.

Under the current system, private schools are prohibited in the kingdom, and if you want to go to public schools, the tuition fees can only be settled in silver months, which is destined to be only educated by nobles, or poor students sponsored by nobles.

The former is part of the aristocratic class, and the latter will also be quickly assimilated into that network of interests in the process of being funded.

Only by breaking the monopoly of education, everyone is qualified to read, everyone can afford to read, and knowledge is no longer the exclusive domain of the powerful, can we ignite the fire among the people, recruit people with lofty ideals in the country, and let them shine.

But Solandale didn't realize that her idea was good, but in reality it was just empty talk.

To solve the economic and educational problems, a new deal is needed.

If you want to implement the new policy, you must cooperate with the implementation from the top down.

But the new policy will damage the interests of the powerful, and they will inevitably not respond, and can only rely on a group of fresh blood loyal to her.

And if they want to inject fresh blood into the court, they must first implement the new policy and solve the economic and educational problems, otherwise they can only be buried in the people.

This has turned into an endless loop.

The only way to break through the dead knot is to get the aristocracy to give up their vested interests and cooperate with the New Deal.

But this is impossible - the current collective resignation of all ministers and forcing the palace is the best proof of this.

…

Solandale bit her lower lip tightly, her body trembling as she pushed so hard that she could not help but bite out blood, on the one hand, ashamed of the shattered political blueprint in her heart, and on the other hand, ashamed that she was too weak to control the situation.

Seeing Solandale's expression, Adam knew that this trick was on target, and he deliberately lowered his hand to present the resignation, and his tone became softened: "Your Majesty, we are all the people of Dogulland, and our hearts are attached to this sun-drenched land, and no one will deliberately oppose you. ”

"It has been 515 years since the founding of the ancient kings, and our political system, laws and regulations, and systems have also undergone 515 years of testing.

"515 years of time, 515 years of prosperity, isn't that enough to show the superiority of our policy? Why do you have to take a huge risk to change it? ”

"Your Majesty is young, not yet an adult, and is not familiar with the national situation, and it is understandable that some concepts do not conform to the status quo. It doesn't matter, our ministers are willing to do our best to share your Majesty's worries! ”

"As long as Your Majesty can think hard and adopt our opinions more in the future, then the princes and ministers will be harmonious, and the glory of Dogurand will still be there, isn't it a beautiful thing?"

When Adam said this, his tone became depressed again: "But if Your Majesty insists on going his own way, he will have to make some new deals." Our ability is limited, and we really can't keep up with Your Majesty's footsteps, so we can only resign. ”

Now, the subtext is already obvious -

Or, you listen to us in the future, be a puppet with peace of mind, and everyone will be fine, just as usual.

Or, you go and toss yourself, from the court to the place are all our people, and we don't come forward to see what results you can toss.

Solandelle's face was pale, gritting her teeth and looking at the pair of eyes that were secretly sarcastic, her body was cold and hot, and she was so angry that she trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

She closed her eyes unwillingly, her head lowered and lowered, and cold sweat formed bean-sized droplets on her face, as if even the air had an unbearable gravity that bent her waist.

Even with so many people present, the chamber still seemed so bleak, and Solandale sat alone in the queen's seat, with the civil and military ministers of the entire kingdom in front of him, and behind him. Empty.

The ministers here are all old foxes, and they have the ability to read words and colors, plus Solandelle is young and does not have enough city government to hide his thoughts, his emotions are all written on his face, and his heart is clearly explored by them.

Adam knew Solandale was about to break down and was ready to push her again.

"Your Majesty, I'll wait to say goodbye and see you again." Adam put down his resignation and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, an unexpected voice came from behind the stage.

"The horse is new across the white jade saddle-"

The moment the voice came, the ministers couldn't help but freeze in place, and Solandale suddenly came back to his senses, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, just like surfacing after drowning, and oxygen poured into his lungs to bring a new sense of comfort.

"The moon is cold on the battlefield—"

Accompanied by the strange exotic seven-rhythm poem, the figure opened the backstage curtain and walked out, crisp footsteps and poems one after another, hiding a frightening sense of oppression.

"The sound of iron drums at the head of the city is still vibrating—"

The figure slowly came to Adam's side, stretched out his hand wrapped in white gloves, and picked up the letter of resignation used to force the palace.

Adam looked up in a trance, saw the smiling amber eyes, and the last line of the seven-line poem came like a ghost.

"The blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried."

Honor me as a god