Chapter 1035, Happy Salted Fish Every Day (With Important Notice!)

Chapter 1034, Happy Salted Fish Every Day (With Important Notice!)

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The Korona Palace in September is not so hot anymore.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to get up, breakfast is ready."

On the big bed in the master bedroom of the palace, Ryan was gently pushed awake in a daze. Obviously someone was waking him up, but the King of Knights was still in a daze. He reached out and touched to the left.

Well, it feels big, full, firm, and with the aroma of irises, it should be Suria, Ryan thought in a daze.

What about the right side? Well, the scent of roses and this texture must be my personal pillow.

Then Ryan turned over and hugged Orika, wanting to continue sleeping.

"Your Majesty, madam, it's time to get up!" Who knew that the voice could not get up, and there was a little anger in his tone: "Breakfast is ready. According to the regulations, the king and queen must get up. If you want to rest, you can rest in the afternoon." You can still rest."

At this time, Suria, who was sleeping on Ryan's left, also opened her eyes. The Queen of Knights yawned. She was in a daze for a while, and then got up under the urging of Silvia. After living such a relatively punctual life, the female knight wanted to stand up, but found that her legs were sore and weak, so she could only complain secretly with a blushing face, Ryan, this guy knows how to bully himself, and let Ollie take advantage of her powerlessness to resist. Cards are also included.

I have been away from Ryan for too long, and my emotions are strong. I can't stand Ryan's bullying, and I forgot to object in a muddle.

At most, at most, it is shared with women.

Thinking of this, Suria suddenly remembered what happened last night. She set her sights on Sylvia, the head maid who was standing in front of the bed. Maid outfit, but this maid outfit, which is exactly the same as Olika's, does not have the charm, hazy, mysterious, and seductive feeling of the dark elves on Sylvia. Instead, it looks very serious, majestic, and heroic.

And Su Liya vaguely remembered that Silvia was finally drawn into the battle by Olika last night: "Sylvia, what time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock in the morning,

lady. Sylvia had an abnormal blush on her face, and the head maid forced herself to remain serious: "Even if you come back from an expedition, you should get up." "

"Yeah, dear, it's time to get up." Suria got up with the help of the head maid, and then joined the ranks of urging Ryan to get up.

Ryan had no choice but to get up, and the King of Knights turned over, dazed for a while, and then began to enter the bathroom to wash up under Sylvia's signal.

The waist is a little sore, and the legs are a little soft. Our knight king thought that Suria, a female knight, has completely reached her riding skill level. Let Ryan see how powerful she is. The Gray Knight Primarch only feels that his bones are weak. Soft.

Still the best lady!

"Your Majesty." Just as Ryan was brushing his teeth with high-precision toothpaste in the mirror in a loose pajamas robe, the head maid Sylvia walked in from outside. Her face was abnormally red, but she was still serious and serious. Said: "Your Majesty..."

"Just call me Ryan, I like it when you call me that, Sylvie." Ryan looked into the mirror, looking at Sylvia's heroic appearance, wearing the same black and white maid outfit as Olika in Sylvia. Via always gave Ryan a feeling that he couldn't help but want to tease and bully such a heroic beauty.

"Ryan... I know you are really tired after returning from the expedition, but this is the palace, no more than other places, you have a lot of things to deal with, and there are many people watching." Sylvia stood in front of her with both hands, the head maid She is already in her early thirties this year, but she is a legendary powerhouse on the one hand, and has Ryan’s spirit pattern on her body on the other, so she still looks like a girl in her teens, and it is different from Olika’s shortened skirt. Via's maid skirt is a few centimeters above the knee, under the skirt are beautiful calves wrapped in brown translucent suspender stockings and a pair of brown leather shoes.

"Have you already arranged the itinerary for me?" Ryan smiled helplessly.

"After breakfast, you must meet my father Vincent in the morning. He will report to you this year's expected harvest and a series of agricultural developments." Sylvia still said solemnly: "This matter must What to do, and then there is the latest research project budget report sent by Mr. Urban, the second chief engineer of Mu Xilong, after that, there will be a routine interview with the locals of Krona... In the afternoon, there will be an afternoon tea party and a routine There will be a court meeting, and there will be a celebration banquet in the evening."

"Okay, okay." Ryan still looked at the mirror, he said he knew, and then said casually, "Do I have to be so busy every day?"

"That's not true." Sylvia was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Ma'am, what you mean is... at least I have to finish the follow-up of this great expedition in the next few days, and then I can relax."

"There are always things that can't be finished, and internal affairs that can't be dealt with." Ryan washed up and expressed his understanding.

After washing, Ryan changed into a king's dress, and Suria also changed into her favorite dress. The white military uniform shirt and blue pleated skirt worn by Ryan yesterday, and a pair of proud long legs were also put on Putting on black translucent lace pantyhose and blue stiletto heels, the king and queen simply finished their breakfast, walked into the study together, and began to deal with internal affairs. Olika stood behind Ryan, and Silvia was Standing behind Surya.

"While you were not around, Ryan." Suria looked at her husband who was sitting not far from her, and said with a smile: "For more than half a year, I have basically changed everyone in the entire palace. It’s full of our people, so you don’t have to worry about being controlled.”

"Are you not in trouble?" Ryan took a document, and the King of Knights began to read it. This is a post-war report about the sentencing standards for military crimes. The signature is Candreva, Kingdom of Britannia The great judge, this great judge is known in the old world for being ruthless and never cheating for personal gain, but he has two problems. The first is that the overall sentence is too heavy, whether it is a serf or an aristocrat. The second is that He especially likes to drink the fruit wine of the wood elves. If he can get the fruit wine of the wood elves for him, he will allow to pay a large ransom to get a light sentence or get off the hook.

This is not inconsistent with being selfless. As we all know, as long as it is not treason, blasphemy, or related to chaos or undead, any crime can be lightly punished or exonerated by paying a ransom. This is true for the empire, Britannia, and dwarves. Only the elves are different.

"I didn't encounter too much trouble." Su Liya said softly: "With you and the lady behind you, it's relatively easy to solve. Many rules in the palace are actually customary, but you are different. Other knight kings are different, you don't need these rules to prove yourself."

The couple began to deal with internal affairs together, and directly discussed what to do when they encountered problems. Occasionally, there was a difference of opinion and it was often Suria who gave in, but Ryan would also reconsider his own ideas.

Olika sat next to Ryan without saying a word, her amber eyes just looked at the master affectionately, and the dark elf helped Ryan serve tea and water, and also helped him organize the documents by the way.

Sylvia was also very happy about this scene. The head maid looked at the young lady and her husband who were serious about handling internal affairs, and suddenly felt that the entire cold palace began to recover, as if it had a backbone, which was reassuring. In fact, Sylvia was very happy in her heart for Ryan's return from the Great Crusade, but she just couldn't express it.

Ryan looked at the various internal affairs in front of him, and the king couldn't help but sighed.

Of course he doesn't have to be so tired. Now that his bureaucratic system has been basically established, he can leave all the things to the bureaucrats and live a nourishing and lewd life in the palace. Lika's public rations are all handed over, and then she will hold some favorite activities, banquets and so on.

However, Ryan knew that if he did this, he would soon become inert and get used to leaving everything to the bureaucrats. The king would become lazier, and the bureaucrats would naturally start to give birth to more and more powers after they gained more and more power. Other ideas began to form so-called "routines" and "hidden rules". This is why bureaucrats naturally pursue "stability".

Therefore, Ryan had to make sure that he had personally checked many things and checked them from time to time.

Emperor Karl Franz, Boris Todbringer, and Emilia are all masters at this point, but they have no way to prevent the gradual corruption, complexity, and inefficiency of the bureaucracy.

So what can Ryan do? Ryan actually has no very effective solution. Countless people in history have discussed countless ways to solve this problem once and for all with top-down reforms, but in fact they are all nonsense.

However, Lane cheated.

There are gods in this world, and there are fairies in the lake sitting in the church. The church supervised by the goddess almost eliminates any corrupt behavior, and then the bureaucracy is supervised by the church, making the administration of the new bureaucrats in Britannia very efficient.

This is cheating, and the empire cannot learn it.

After dealing with some internal affairs, Sylvia's father, Vincent, came. After returning to Britannia, Vincent was raised for a period of time and gradually recovered after being reused. He is now here to report a matter thing.

That is, in the past few years, Brittania has now become the largest and most important agricultural exporter in the entire Old World, especially after this chaotic invasion. This year, the grain production of the entire Britannia has accounted for The grain output of the Old World accounted for more than 60%, and the output of wheat, barley, corn, and fruit ranked first in human countries. The animal husbandry and horticulture industries were developed, and the output of cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese also accounted for 50% of the total amount of the Old World. , while it is completely in a monopoly position in wine, 80% of human wine is planted, brewed and bottled in Brittania.

This is good news, Ryan nodded with a smile.

Brittania's developed agriculture has its natural location advantages. The climate here is warm and humid, the land is rich, several large rivers pass through, and there are continuously excavated canals. In addition, dwarf waterwheels and irrigation systems have been introduced. Agriculture Great development is not a problem. When the elves were still an empire, the most important colony was here.

The development of industry requires the support of a sufficiently strong agricultural system, and good agricultural development has given Ryan enough confidence.

"Your Majesty, I think there is something to worry about. The Empire signed a trade alliance with us, but the southern countries, especially Estalia and Tyrell, are very likely..." Vincent expressed his concern.

"No, Estalia and Tyrell have never had a unified regime." Ryan shook his head, and the Knight King said nonchalantly: "They will never unite."

"What if they unite?" Vincent was still a little worried.

"Wow, it would be a really good thing if we united." Ryan sneered: "It means that the southern country has a co-owner who can sign a surrender agreement with us after defeating the war. This is a good thing!"

Only then did Vincent realize that the man in front of him was the legendary King of Knights who illuminated the world like a scorching sun, Ryan Malcador!

"Sorry, Your Majesty, it's me..." Vincent immediately admitted his mistake, but Ryan stretched out his hand and said, "It's okay, let me ask you something, Vincent, when you were in Ostland, you must have often come into contact with those stubborn and A face-saving dwarf?"

"Ah, yes, contacting them requires a lot of patience, and at the same time, a wealth of experience is required to understand their taboos and what they care about." Vincent nodded quickly: "The cultural level of Ostland is very low, and I often Arranged by His Excellency Vamir to receive the dwarven envoy."

"Then I have a task for you here. The group of Norscan dwarves are going to the south to see the brewery left by Belega, the king of Eight Peaks Mountain. You are responsible for this matter." Ryan nodded: " Don't make them angry, but don't be too flattering either."

"Understood." Vincent glanced at his daughter Silvia standing behind Suria. Seeing that Silvia's face was rosy and glowing, she was in a very good mood and smiled at him. He thought that her daughter should be Being favored, he made up his mind and withdrew.

Olika noticed this scene, the dark elf licked his lips, and said meaningfully: "It seems that he is a father who cares about his daughter. Seeing his daughter being favored, he is also relieved, master, Ms. Silvia She is also your female courtier, so don't leave her behind!"

"Olika!" Sylvia blushed with shame, especially when she saw Suria couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling, the head maid couldn't accept it. She walked over quickly and was about to question her What is the heart of the dark elves?

However, how could the headmaid be Olika's opponent? The dark elf flashed past Sylvia's side like a dancing butterfly, and then stretched out his index finger to poke Sylvia's waist and eyes: " Just you? A weak scum who can't even bear the master's love?"

"Hmm!" Sylvia felt her legs go weak instantly, and her whole body was sore and numb. She knelt down on one knee and couldn't get up again. The head maid was immediately cut off from behind by Olika, and she could only struggle angrily: " So, so despicable!"

Ryan pretended not to see it and continued to deal with internal affairs.

Suria looked at this scene with a smile and didn't stop it. Everyone was her own, and the rotten meat was in the pot. She then said to Ryan: "By the way, Ryan, look, Bertrand sent a report , He said that he hoped to establish a rule, that is, to prohibit women under the age of forty from entering and leaving the Old Guard barracks as cooks."

"Pfft." Ryan couldn't help laughing. The King of Knights took the documents from Suria and shook his head helplessly: "There are about 500-600 unmarried Old Guards, but Britannia wants to marry them." There are at least 100,000-200,000 women, and Bertrand is right."

"Oh, and, Ryan, here's another piece of news." Suria then took out a document: "This is a joint letter from the two elder brothers, Forgen and Julius, and they said that there should be some news in the near future." A few emissaries from the Eldar clan visited you and asked you for advice on how to deal with the legendary Slaanesh great demon Shalasi-Magic Calamity, their name seems to be the Death God Army?"

"Death Army?" Ryan narrowed his eyes, he nodded after thinking about it: "I see."

"Oh, by the way, there is another piece of news. Your brother is called Leman Russ, and he came to our side last month." Suria went on to say the third news: "He and Brother Angron are in Poland. There was a fight in the wilderness of Delo, both of them were covered in blood, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, but in the end it is said that Brother Angron won, and he lifted Brother Ruth and threw him directly into the sea."

"Oh." Ryan couldn't help showing a happy expression.

"It deserves it!"

"Why didn't Brother Angron smash his wolf head off and educate his son Vasily?"

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