Governor's Mansion in Dark City, early morning.

The officials in charge of various ministries and departments had a rare day off yesterday. They all got up early today and took carriages to the Governor's Mansion to attend the meeting. They didn't know the reason for yesterday's vacation, but everyone knew that the summer harvest was approaching, and the emperor

Your Majesty and the Prime Minister will definitely make arrangements.

There were too many people to sit in the meeting hall, so the chamberlain was smart this time and set up the meeting place in the garden without waiting for the boss to ask. Fortunately, the weather was getting warmer, so it would not feel cold to hold the meeting in the garden.

Cohen rarely wore a dark dress, and walked around the crowd with a calm face, chatting with various officials. The Prime Minister also appeared, looking in high spirits, but several internal affairs supervisors who were always present before the meeting were still there.

Didn't show up.

The carriage of the President of the Royal Academy also arrived. President Lorenzo walked into the door and was immediately pulled aside by the Prime Minister.

"Dean!" The Prime Minister held Dean Lorenzo's hand and frowned slightly: "I talked with Cohen for a long time last night, and it seems that he is still unwilling to ascend the throne! You also know that the situation in front of you... this

What can I do?"

As soon as Visu said this, the blood vessels on Dean Lorenzo's neck were clearly exposed.

"Mr. Prime Minister, leave this matter to me." Dean Lorenzo's eyes swept around the venue, as if looking for someone: "After all, you are father and son, and there are many things you can't say...I am different. I

There’s nothing to worry about.”

With his eyes fixed on Cohen, Dean Lorenzo excused himself, leaving the Prime Minister standing aside with a "wry smile".

When the officials surrounding Cohen saw Dean Lorenzo approaching angrily, they all stepped back in unison. Everyone knew that if this official approached His Majesty the Emperor, it would be bad.

Lorenzo stood in front of Cohen and stared at him with a fierce gaze, which seemed to be gnashing his teeth. However, His Majesty the Emperor looked around to find someone to talk to, completely ignoring the little old man. The Prime Minister of the State just slapped him there.

Palm, complaining that she forgot to bring something, turned around and went back to the room.

"Cohen Keda..." Lorenzo spoke word by word: "His Majesty the Emperor..."

The situation in the garden suddenly became tense. Lucy came out of breath to report the news, while several internal affairs supervisors were gathering in Dill's room to whisper.

"Dear princesses." Lucy ran to the door: "His Majesty the Emperor and Dean Lorenzo had a quarrel. It was very fierce and no one dared to dissuade them."

"Isn't father outside?" Kelly asked in surprise.

"The Prime Minister is not here."

"Then let's go quickly!" Kelly stood up and walked out: "They might get more noisy and fierce."

"Slow down." Feilin stood up with a smile: "If we show up too soon, we will do something bad."

"Could it be..."

"Yes!" Dill smiled and walked over to hold Kelly's hand: "Cohen did it on purpose!"

Several imperial concubines walked leisurely towards the venue, and after going around a few corners, they heard fierce quarrels coming from the venue in front. When they walked to the edge of the venue, they saw Cohen standing in front of their seats, and Dean Lorenzo standing in front of them.

A few steps in front of Cohen, the two people were so quarreling that they forgot themselves.

"If you don't ascend the throne, you won't be able to fight against rebellion in the name of the royal family!" Dean Lorenzo was very excited, his face turned red: "The fight against rebellion is the most important thing at hand! Do we have to sacrifice more lives of soldiers?

, are you happy in your heart?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Cohen pointed at the dean's nose and shouted angrily: "I don't care what you call me. I have said it many times, and I will say it again today in front of all the officials - finally

Once! I will never ascend the throne until the Holy City is conquered! Do you want me to ascend the throne as soon as possible? Yes! I will ascend the throne after the Holy City is conquered!"

"You are perfunctory with us!"

"To deal with you? I am an upright man and I will do what I say! It's not my job to deal with you, a bad old man like you!"

Dozens of officials were sitting upright, looking intently, as if they didn't know what was happening in front of them. This was actually no wonder for them. The two people quarreling didn't listen to anyone's advice at all, and the content of the quarrel was so important.

"What's going on?" Feilin saw that they were almost quarreling, and immediately interjected: "Calm down, there is an emperor and an important minister. What problems cannot be solved through discussion?"

"Welcome to the imperial concubines." The officials stood up and saluted the several internal affairs supervisors, perhaps feeling grateful that they came at the right time.

Several imperial concubines nodded to the officials, walked to the seats next to Cohen and sat down. Bai Ying, a maid, stood beside Cohen with an expressionless face.

"I thought it was a big deal!" Felin asked Dean Lorenzo the reason for the quarrel, and smiled softly: "This is easy to handle, you two, just leave it to me to handle it, okay?"

Cohen nodded, then turned away with a cold snort.

Because he has always respected Feilin, Dean Lorenzo could not say anything more, so he calmed down and said, "I am willing to listen to the princess's arrangements."

"The matter of enthroning affects all aspects. In terms of personal emotions, His Majesty the Emperor has made many concessions." Feilin explained softly to the officials: "With everyone's efforts, we have solved each problem one by one, and the current situation is also good.

Get better. I understand everyone's eagerness...but should we also leave some space for His Majesty the Emperor?"

"Of course." Dean Lorenzo, who had just returned to his seat, said with a "whoop": "But four months have passed!"

"Dean, please sit down first." Dill raised his hand and took over the conversation: "My husband values ​​​​love and righteousness. He once made a vow that if he does not regain his country and avenge his best friend, he will not ascend the throne. This is

My husband's wish is also your emperor's wish. You should not ask an emperor of noble character to violate his own oath."

"Of course, the dean's concerns are not unreasonable. You are also thinking about His Majesty." Feilin took over the words to comfort the dean: "But this is the oath that His Majesty the Emperor uses to spur himself on, and it is also a loyalty to his friends.

, let’s… just stop making too many demands, right?”

Dean Lorenzo had gradually calmed down and spoke in a relaxed tone: "I understand this, but if you don't ascend the throne for a day, there will be a lot of inconvenience in your actions. The people of the entire empire are eagerly looking forward to it!"

"This is not difficult." The Prime Minister who caused the trouble finally appeared. He walked through from one side of the venue: "We can announce to the entire empire and tell the people of the empire today's decision - we will launch a revolt in the near future.

The war, the day when the army captures the Holy Capital, is the day when Korn Keda ascends the throne!"

"But Mr. Prime Minister." Dean Lorenzo was very stubborn: "What if at that time, His Majesty the Emperor finds reasons to be unwilling to ascend the throne?"

Visu Keda smiled faintly and sat back in his seat: "Since the imperial concubines are handling this matter, if anything happens again, of course we can talk to the imperial concubines to reason."

"Yes, father." Feilin had no choice but to answer this question directly, and had no choice but to agree: "We guarantee that His Majesty the Emperor will ascend the throne after conquering the Holy City. If we cannot do this, we are willing to accept the punishment."

At this moment, everyone, including all the officials, felt greatly relieved. Everyone knew that the emperor was most nervous about the concubines, so why would he want them to be punished? With the guarantees of several concubines, this matter was certain.

"Okay, if you have no objections, let's start the meeting." The Prime Minister nodded with satisfaction: "Logistics Department, report on the preparation of military supplies!"

This is the first time a meeting has been held in the form of a royal regime. The management organization that originally only had to manage a few provinces has been fully upgraded, and the management vision has been expanded to focus on the entire empire.

The management organization is temporarily divided into ten major departments, namely military affairs, security, finance, justice, civil affairs, construction, transportation, learning and art, personnel, logistics, and are under the jurisdiction of the Prime Minister. Other matters, such as exchanges with foreign races, commerce

Management, agricultural reclamation, etc. are all assigned to the management of four internal affairs supervisors. Several intelligence systems are in the hands of Cohen, the Prime Minister and the General Staff, especially the two systems of Amaterasu and Marfa. Except for Cohen, no one else

Can't touch it at all.

In the hidden power network developed by Amaterasu and Marfa, a large number of personnel were directly transferred to the establishment of various ministries, and a large amount of relevant information was sent back every day, allowing the officials in the Dark City to understand many actual facts on the rebel territory.

Situation. How many soldiers have been added to the rebels in recent days, how much rations have been allocated, and what the soldiers' equipment is like...the officials know these things very well.

Cohen did not publicly announce the date of dispatching troops, but only asked officials to report on the preparations.

Counting from the time of Cohen's escape, after almost four months of preparations, excluding food, other logistical materials needed for sending troops have been basically completed. Of course, this is thanks to a huge smuggling system. The little princess of a certain empire

Also a great contribution.

In mid-April, the first batch of early-maturing summer grain can be harvested. If transported directly to the front line, it can barely support the daily consumption of the 120,000-strong army. But this requires a considerable degree of cooperation from various departments of the Logistics Department, because after the grain is harvested,

It requires processing, storage, not to mention the manpower required for transportation... Fortunately, the road to the front line is still smooth.

But this was a war, and the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. It was impossible for the army to decide the march route completely according to the logistics requirements. Cohen asked someone to bring a map, and with a wave of his hand, he drew a rough march direction and area for the logistics department.

Several senior officials put their heads in front of the map, and after a while of coordination, they finally assembled a transport team of 30,000 people.

"In addition to these." Cohen finally said: "You also need to prepare a considerable amount of fine grain in a short period of time and send it to Wanpu City. I will use it."

"How much does your Majesty want?"

"Twenty thousand people, ten days of rations." Cohen said: "It needs to be carried on the back, and it cannot be too cumbersome."

"Your Majesty, that requires the slaughter of one thousand livestock and two hundred thousand catties of beans." The logistics officer was stunned: "This is a large amount, where can we find it?"

"Don't ask me." Cohen glared: "That's what you do."

"But Your Majesty..."

"Okay, okay, don't complain to me anymore." Cohen waved his hand: "Let the other things go, do this first, and appoint a deputy to supervise it... If it is really difficult to complete, you can buy it on the spot in Wanpu

, Lord Wanpu City will help."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Cohen is now numb to His Majesty's address, and does not refuse as harshly as before, because no matter how much he scolds, it will be useless.

"What about the ordnance and uniforms?" Cohen turned to ask another person: "This is a fierce battle, and the consumption will be very high."

"Yes, Your Majesty, there is no problem with this guarantee." The official assured: "The dwarves have sent several batches of craftsmen one after another. Our foundry has been burning continuously for days, and we can fully meet the supply."

"Casualty care?"

"We are prepared to have enough medicines and witch doctors. As long as His Majesty gives the order, the personnel and medicines can be loaded on the carriages and followed by the army, without any delay."

"First allocate some to the front line." Cohen thought for a while: "The army will soon strengthen assault training so that these people can become familiar with the battlefield early."

The heads of several departments were discussing armaments, and the deputy at the back took a pen to record orders and tasks, and assigned them on the spot. If there was anything unclear, he immediately asked questions. It was simple, direct, and very efficient.

When the armament came to an end, all officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone feels that although this is a very important battle, the tasks given by His Majesty the Emperor are really not that big. It was not like this before. When the war came, everyone was very busy.

"Is it easy?" Cohen stood up straight with a smile: "Compared with before, you all feel very relaxed."

The officials didn't understand, so they just laughed. The Prime Minister and the Dean were talking quietly and didn't join in at all.
To be continued...