Him and their stars

King Valente really didn't think that his elderly grandfather not only failed to reason with him, but also didn't even utter vulgar words, so he took action so straightforwardly.

He felt that half of his face had lost consciousness, and then there was a burning pain, and his whole body flew backwards, even spinning very obviously in mid-air.

Of course, as a serious psychic, a genius in tactics and combat, King Wilente would not have been slapped upside down to the point where his face was rubbing against the floor. He quickly regained his balance in the air, landed lightly on the ground, and wiped his face with his right hand, and the burning pain disappeared.

He continued to have a low-brow look, but there was still a hint of humiliation in his eyes.

Humiliation is natural and humiliation for an elected emperor, minister of the Privy Council, and marshal of the empire, to be slapped in the face like this. What's even more humiliating is that after such a slap from the other party, along with his free rotation and landing in the air, the mood and painting style of the scene seemed to have become completely different, suddenly full of abstract and absurd painting style.

Before he could say anything, the regent had already cursed loudly: "It's really promising to be a tyrant and ask me to take the blame! This kind of thing can either be done openly and brutally, or it can be done hypocritically and in the name of justice. . What’s going on with an old man who’s about to die?”

The young Emperor Xuan could only lower his eyebrows and squint his eyes, as if he didn't even dare to speak out.

"It's disgusting. You young people who are picking and searching are not just disgusting, you are simply disgusting! Bah, you still choose an emperor? Are the salary and territory of the vassal king just feeding your little head? I am that The gardener Razakai, who has worked hard to support his parents and seven children, is much more responsible than you. The child born of the Dragon King may not be a dragon, but may be an amoeba. I’ve told you everything, right? You still refuse to repent?”

The regent continued to utter vulgar words, and in the end, swear words such as "I will draw a circle to despise you" and "I spit on your grave" also came.

The young King of Valente said that he was a little unbearable. How could his old grandfather, who was like a god in his mind, act like a rough old mercenary?

However, he absolutely did not dare to refute, until the regent loudly said: "Don't pretend to be quail! My child, your neck is for you to hold your head up, not to hang it in your armpits."

The emperor-elect quickly raised his head, but faced his grandfather's joking expression and didn't know what to do.

"Speak! Child!"

"Grandfather, I am really ashamed. But you are right." The young feudal king said helplessly: "Yes, you are right. This great expedition against the Alliance is actually too eager. It is true. Many people are not optimistic about it.”

Having said this, he showed admiration again: "This is actually all thanks to your education. Obviously our empire has become a chariot that will never stop, but there are still people in this chariot. Keeping calm."

Yu Lianyu was delighted: "Come on, at least your child's speaking skills are acceptable. He has indeed received professional training."

"...I only speak like this in front of you. The rest of the time, whether in the Privy Council or the Senate, I always speak outright."

The implication is that there is no one in the universe who is worthy of the emotional intelligence and speaking skills of my majestic election emperor. The only difference is you, the old grandfather.

Yu Lian felt fresh again. Again, it is indeed interesting to see the so-called emotional intelligence on Brunhildt's face.

"There are still many rational people in our empire. They do not agree to continue to wage war. These rational voices are the result of your teachings. But, grandfather, you also forged this sword of the Imperial Army! Like this The sword cannot be hidden in the scabbard. Only you, grandfather, can unite the hearts of all walks of life in the empire only under the pretext of congratulating you on your 100th birthday." King Lunt said in a self-defeating tone; "Grandfather, we are indeed borrowing your dragon power."

The regent smiled instead of being angry: "Haha, at my age, I really don't have to pay it back after I borrow it. Is that what you guys had in mind?"

This was really hard to say, and King Wei could only laugh awkwardly: "We can't."

"Very good. Although you succeeded in irritating me, you did tell the truth. My child, this is worthy of me looking at you twice." Yu Lian looked at his eldest grandson with admiration: "Your uncle and My aunts wouldn't say that to me."

The same words, but different meanings. King Wilent felt that he didn't know how to answer the question.

"But, kid, your idea is definitely more than that, right?" Yu Lian looked directly at the other person: "Let's be more direct. What exactly do you need me to do?"

This time, the young Emperor Chosen was silent for nearly half a minute.

Then, a trace of blood seemed to flash in his eyes: "I hope to appoint new administrative officers and security chiefs in Lumina. I also hope to change the Lumina Dominion into an administrative unit directly managed in the star region."

The regent showed an expected smile: "Look, wouldn't it be better to get straight to the point earlier? Your grandmother and I speak like this to everyone in the two chambers and one government. This will improve a lot of administrative efficiency."

That's because you don't have to show emotional intelligence to anyone, but I don't have that qualification yet.

King Weilunt may have thought so in his heart, but he said: "Yes, I hope to get your approval, grandfather, I need to be able to cancel Lumina's autonomy."

Yu Lian looked at the vassal king as if he was looking at a clown: "It's just a Lumina Autonomous Region, with only one planet. The total population of Lumina people is less than 500 million now, less than one ten-thousandth of the empire. Why do you, a dignified electoral emperor, always have to make things difficult for them?"

"The Lumina Autonomous Region already has a population of 1.4 billion. Among the administrative planets of the empire, it can be ranked in the top 20." King Wei said.

Yu Lian was really a little surprised this time: "Oh, you mean, there are many other immigrants? Those big longhorn beetles are still very capable, and they are indeed worthy of praise."

As the nominal lord of the Lumina Autonomous Region, the old and weak regent said that he had indeed not paid attention to the development and changes there for a long time.

"Grandfather, the chief executive of the Lumina Autonomous Territory has not been from Lumina for several terms. The current planet chief is still from Tianyu."

"Very good. The children of the Zhenglong Banner of Tianyu all know to support the construction of the empire's borders." Yu Lian laughed.

"Lumina is no longer a border. This planet is almost one of the richest planets in the entire empire." King Weilun said: "Their residents do come from all over the empire, including laborers, skilled immigrants, landless nobles, and many potential thought prisoners and political (cat) prisoners."

"...Well, I would like to know, can prisoners also be potential?"

"Grandfather, it is because of potential that they are only thought prisoners and political (cat) prisoners, otherwise wouldn't they be traitors?" King Weilun said.

The regent was happy. He suddenly realized that although the child's words were not correct, they actually made sense at first glance. More importantly, he actually wanted to agree with him.

Prince Wei probably saw the old regent's expression and continued, "Grandfather, these people gathered on this small planet. The dominion gave them shelter, a platform, and the courage to talk nonsense."

"So, this has become your biggest worry?" Yu Lian looked at him with interest: "When did we become so useless that we have to be afraid of speech?"

"You can't kill people by chanting scriptures. This is indeed what grandfather taught. However, speech combined with political achievements can kill people." The electoral king said. The words and expressions seemed to become sharper.

Yu Lian smiled: "You look like a qualified emperor now."

Prince Wei's expression was a little stiff, but he still squeezed out a stiff and humble smile.

"I have always believed that the biggest threat to the empire in the future is not the alliance that is exhausted and injured, nor the great princes with a long history who are secretly connecting with each other, but this inconspicuous autonomous region."

Yu Lian asked: "Have they been disrespectful? Have they been disloyal? Have they recruited soldiers and absorbed desperate people?"

"Except for rejecting my mobilization order this time, they are model citizens of the empire. However, the model of the Lumina Autonomous Region has caused too many people to think. If it were normal times, I would actually want to see how far they can go, just like you." King Wei showed a regretful and heavy expression: "... But the war broke out."

"What does this have to do with the war?" The regent still had the expression of a person who was enjoying the show. Rather than asking about important matters, it was better to say that he was satisfying his curiosity.

However, King Weilunt's expression was extremely solemn, even heavy:

"I have calculated that our chances of conquering the alliance will not exceed 30%, and the chances of returning in defeat will not be less than 20%. I dare not desire to conquer the alliance and create brilliant results, but only hope to avoid the latter. However, if the result of the war cannot meet everyone's expectations, the resentment of the people who have been suppressed for a long time will explode and affect our entire empire. At that time, the evil thoughts fermented from the Lumina Autonomous Region will become the poisonous sword of the empire. Grandfather, I cannot tolerate the existence of this possibility."

He paused, and finally did not hide the resentment in his tone: "Grandfather, this poisonous sword was forged by you, and you must also take responsibility!"