The status of a mortal is both an advantage and a trouble for Wei Mu.

Ever since the Great Horus Rebellion, the Imperial Government has been on the defensive side of Space Marines.

These superhumans are unable to enter the Council of Terra, which is the decision-making layer of the Empire, and the Great Warbands are unable to gain dominion on planets other than their home world.

They must be monitored and interrogated by mortals, and those who find problems will be forced to go on an atonement expedition, or even suffer a direct military attack.

Sometimes he thinks that if he throws one or two Space Marines in those core imperial worlds and asks them to help with government affairs, the benefits will definitely be much greater than if they were directly put on the battlefield.

A strong, loyal, and agile leader who engages in his work with the fullest enthusiasm every day.

The huge disparity in strength made the mortal consuls have almost no choice but to unite closely around them, so it is difficult to generate dissent and turmoil, just as the First Emperor does not fall, and the remnants of the Six Kingdoms dare not come forward.

What's more, this leader still has a lifespan of at least a thousand years, and can maintain the stability of local power for a long time, so the development level of the colony will be qualitatively improved, and it should not be a problem for the entire empire to double or triple its national strength.

Of course, this is just an ideal situation.

If the system is actually put into use, it will be a matter of time before mortals become slaves of the Space Marines.

Such a situation will not only be accepted by the high lord, who is the representative of mortals, but even the forbidden army of the palace will strongly oppose it.

The emperor designed Astarte for the purpose of weapons, not to put a father on the head of a mortal who needs to be honored.

Although there are many mortals who really want so.

As a mortal, Wei Mu naturally has no relevant constraints, and his superiority will not stimulate the sensitive nerves of the forbidden army and the high lord.

It's just that as a mortal, the Pastoral Society is naturally troubled by all kinds of trivial matters.

Staring at the line of "noble ladies" next to him, Wei Mu sadly realized that the problem warned by the director of the administration department did exist.

After all, marriage is a lifelong event.

This is determined by the primitive instinct of wanting to leave as many descendants as possible, and it is something that is deeply ingrained in the genes, and the resulting cultures are always changing, even if there are great differences.

If you savor the words "life-long event", you will know that this thing can't be easily escaped.

Even if he himself doesn't care much about this, the officials and even the enemies around him will deliberately make a fuss in secret.

"I know what you mean, but you're too sudden, let me think about it." Pastor Wei let out a long sigh.

He certainly wasn't without ideas about it.

Even if there were really any problems with men, Wei Mu could easily solve them with that group of biological sages.

What's more, these girls who can be pushed in front of him, whether in appearance, figure, personality and ability, are all rare in a million miles of top level, absolute "human high-quality women".

It's just that when he saw the expressions on the girls' faces full of "this is completing a glorious task", Wei Mu felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Have they accepted their fate as "tools of political marriage"?

Is it because of political and profit factors, or is it because of cultural and religious reasons?

Moore's family, as a large producer of canned food, is to "make a can, rather die" as its own responsibility, frantically reproduce and cultivate family members, and then throw them into the cruel recruit selection field for trials, and it is not a problem for a generation of male members to die for six or seven points.

And exaggeratedly, including the person who underwent the trial, they all took this fate for granted.

Everything is for the emperor, for the sake of mankind.

But if fanatical religious beliefs and life-and-death racial responsibilities aside, who would want their daughters to be used as instruments of marriage for procreation? Who wants their son to take his life in order to become a can?

It's not for nothing that the majority of hammer guys are reluctant to travel through the Warhammer universe.

This damn place may have a big enough stage to make a career, but it's not suitable for starting a family at all.

"You just have to know what you know." Knowing that this kind of thing couldn't be forced, Ju Yi nodded and replied.

"Then let them go first, and don't disturb me eating." Wei Mu waved his hand.

He was clearly not mentally prepared for it.

"As you wish, sir." The head of the administration department saluted Wei Mu and turned to carry out the order.

Wei Mu asked the waiter next to him for a glass of champagne to suppress his shock.

As a result, Ju Yi only took a few steps, and suddenly remembered something, turned back again, and said to Wei Mu: "If you really have a hard time choosing, you can actually take them all directly." ”

With a simple sentence, Wei Mu directly drank the champagne in his mouth and sprayed it out of his nostrils.

"Excellent people create more excellent offspring for the empire, and this is also an important way to serve the emperor." The director of the administration department explained solemnly.

Young individuals are always the cornerstone and hope for the prosperity of a population, and the more money the Lord of Mankind has, the better.

This reason is not only reasonable and legitimate, but also justified, and it is simply forcing Wei Mu to make mistakes.

", there are sixty or seventy people in this team, do you think I'm beaten with iron?" Wei Mu hurriedly asked the waiter for a towel to wipe his face, and shouted dissatisfiedly.

There are only tired oxen, not ploughed fields, and he still understands this truth.

He didn't want to learn from Lu Bu, because his body was hollowed out by wine, so he started to quit drinking from today.

"Then I will order someone to compile their information into a book and send it to your room, if you have time, you can open it at any time and read it." Ju Yi continued, the arrangement is so intimate.

"Don't mention it to me now, I'll roll around on the ground crying in front of everyone present." Wei Mu said with a headache.

"No, as the envoy of the Maelstrom Festival personally appointed by Lord Killiman, you represent the authority of the Primordial Body and the Empire, and you must not do such a shame-damaging thing." Ju Yi solemnly reminded.

"That's what you forced you to do, and the relevant responsibilities are all on you."

Wei Mu found that although his director of the administrative department was reliable, he was also upright and upright, which gave him a lot of headaches.

Just like Wei Zheng under Li Shimin, everyone knows that good medicine is bitter, but not all monarchs can tolerate being forcibly poured medicine by their subordinates.

Seeing that his own festival had already begun to play a temper, Ju Yi stopped saying more and retreated honestly.

Wei Mu's side was finally cleared.

It's just that the originally good mood of cooking was messed up by these bad things, which made him feel that the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the plate were suddenly not fragrant.

After the banquet was over, the Wei Mu, accompanied by the guards, returned to the specially arranged room of the Governor's Palace early.

After a hard day's work, he lay directly on the bed, and his body took on the shape of the word "big".

I was busy all morning for the celebration, and there were all kinds of entertainment during the banquet, and after a whole set of processes, it was even more tiring than leading troops to fight.

However, Wei Mu tossed and turned on the bed, but he didn't feel the slightest sleep—something had been teasing his mind.

When he entered the door just now, Wei Mu noticed a booklet on the table in the room.

It is estimated that it is the "celebrity book" prepared for him by Ju Yi, which is full of various information about dozens of local nobles.

After eating, he was sent to his room, but he didn't expect the people in the administration department to move so fast.

Of course, Wei Mu is not a womanizer, but after what happened just now, he feels that he needs to learn more about the aristocratic culture of the empire.

Well, that's right, exactly.

Anyway, being idle is idle, and the Administration Department and the local nobles are painstaking, and if they don't even turn it over, it will be too sorry for them.

I'll just take a look.

(End of chapter)