Counting the time, it has been almost two months since I left Kanglai World.
Based on the time ratio between the two worlds, it has been almost two years in the Kanglai world, which is indeed enough time for the Gangsa Kingdom to move.
"I know, let Medoriya preside over it for another week, and I will go over after finishing the matters at hand." Aslan said without raising his head.
The Ottoman campaign ended with a great victory.
The captives need to be dealt with, post-war reconstruction needs to be arranged, and the large Ottoman steppe and northern city-states also need to be divided into provinces, all of which require time to arrange.
It's not like just leaving it to Wilson and Essien.
The selection of provincial governors must be approved by Aslan himself.
Duke Medea blinked and suddenly said: "Why don't we send Vatini and Genariduo out? They are better at government affairs than fighting."
Aslan tilted his head and asked, "Will those two agree?"
"Do they dare to refuse the order I gave them?" Duke Medea said domineeringly.
Aslan observed three seconds of silence for the two of them and then nodded in agreement.
Generido has always been Aslan's top candidate for governor when he was sent abroad. On the one hand, he was capable, and on the other hand, he had trust in him.
Uhura City, inside the conference hall.
Looking at the large map that divided the Ottoman steppe and northern city-states into twelve provinces, Aslan couldn't help but nodded.
The power of the province is very evenly distributed. The surrendering tribes have divided up almost all the pastures. However, there will be an industrial city in the middle of each pasture, which is also a barrier that separates them.
Although the grassland is very large and small-scale contacts cannot be detected, large-scale military mobilization cannot be hidden.
"The northern city-state is divided into five provinces, namely Wuwei Province, Baiya Province, Anxu Province, Kawenlong Province and Beihai Province. Your Excellency Genarido serves as the governor of Beihai Province, and Your Excellency Watini
If you are to be the governor of Kawenlong Province, who are the governors of the other three provinces?" Essien asked, taking notes with a pen and paper.
"That Critopher is good, let him be the governor of Wuwei Province." Aslan thought for a moment and said.
After all, that guy was the first person to surrender to Nomiri, so he had to take Nomiri's face into consideration.
Wuwei Province is the northernmost province of the northern city-state, and he is the largest lord of Kawenlong Province. By sending them to Wuwei Province, on the one hand, he will reduce Watini's resistance to taking over Kawenlong Province, and on the other hand, he will
He was also asked to suppress the old nobles of Wuwei Province. Those nobles were the last to surrender and were stubborn old nobles and must be suppressed.
The Kawenlong Province is located in the center of the five major provinces, and it happens to be the main channel from the north to the Ottoman steppe. As long as it is controlled there, the other four provinces will not dare to make any changes.
"There are nine provinces in the grassland. Don't call them provinces. Let's change them to autonomous prefectures!" Aslan vetoed the order of the grassland provinces. In fact, after blocking all the ways out of the grassland, Aslan never brought the Ottoman nomads back.
The nation is in the spotlight.
He will turn these nomads into herders on the grasslands, letting them know that the era of cavalry is completely over, and they can only obediently submit to the steel wheels of the empire.
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
"Any more questions?" Aslan asked.
He has already signed the post-war reconstruction document, and Aslan is very satisfied with the various decrees on it. The construction of the city on the grassland, first of all, is to liberate the slaves captured by the Ottomans and let them become citizens of the main city on the grassland.
People who have been enslaved by the Ottomans for so long will definitely become the most loyal hunting dogs in the grassland, keeping an eye on the Ottomans.
After losing these slaves, the population of the Ottomans will be reduced by at least another 50%. At that time, the population of the Ottomans can barely exceed 10 million. If they are distributed among the various grassland autonomous prefectures, they will only reach a million, which is not enough to shake any major city.
What we have to do now is to boil the frog in warm water and slowly turn Osman, the sick tiger, into a sick cat. In the end, he can only kneel down and lick the toes of the imperial father.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Finance..."
Hearing Wilson raise financial issues again, Aslan waved his hand quickly.
"I know this. When I go to Kanglai World this time, I won't move Kanglai World immediately. It will take some time. And during this period of time, I will not use weapons easily. As for money, Artoria and Ya
Se has already begun to march towards the Magic City. It will be up to you to figure out how much war compensation can be obtained by then. The more compensation that comes, the more money will be allocated to the Finance Institute."
Aslan said earnestly.
Wilson nodded with satisfaction. He was just worried that Aslan would really move hundreds of millions of people here, and the empire's finances would collapse.
"Is there anything else?" Aslan asked, rubbing his temples.
"No more, Your Majesty!" Mrs. Sharon stood up first and said. She could see that Aslan was really tired. After a week of high-intensity operation, new government orders were issued every day, and even the messengers were
Several people were tired, not to mention the people who planned it from beginning to end.
Faced with such a busy Aslan, Duke Medea was very shameless and left Aslan behind, saying that he was going back to the magic tower to refine a second clone for him.
"If it's okay, today's meeting will end here." Aslan said following Mrs. Sharon's words.
The other officials bowed their heads and said goodbye. When there was only one person in the entire conference room, Mrs. Sharon walked behind Aslan and gently rubbed his temples with her jade hands.
"Does it need to be so urgent? It doesn't matter if you slow down a little." Mrs. Sharon said softly.
Aslan smiled bitterly and shook his head, closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair and enjoyed Mrs. Sharon's massage.
"The situation is developing too fast, and we must cut through the mess quickly to prevent the northern city-states and Ottoman nobles from reacting, and it will be difficult by then."
"I felt a little uncomfortable at the end and started to have morning sickness," said Mrs. Sharon.
Aslan was silent for a while, then said with a grimace: "I know, but the ideological education of the Jiangjun Army is really up to you. No matter how hard you work, you don't have to do everything yourself. You just need to take charge of the overall situation, and the rest will be fine."
Leave the matter to my subordinates to handle."
Mrs. Sharon put her arms around Aslan's neck and pressed her face against his ear.
"Okay! I'm working so hard just for your sake. The child in my belly has been wronged. He hasn't been born yet and has a busy life." Mrs. Sharon deliberately complained.
Aslan held him across his lap.
"You are the only one who talks a lot!"
Mrs. Sharon chuckled.
"Go to my room tonight. You have worked hard during this time. I have prepared a gift to reward you. Are you really not going to give it a try?"