My Empire

  When Chris walked into the meeting room, it was already filled with the existence of the pinnacle of power in the Ailan Hill Empire.

  On the side of the military generals, Wagron sat in the first place of the military generals, dressed in the uniform of a marshal, with the highest-level medal on his chest.

  Having not returned to the surface of the planet for a long time, Marshal Lawnes, who has been drifting in outer space, didn't even have time to take care of the beard on his face.

   Looking down again, sitting next to Marshal Lawnes is Luo Kai, the young chief of staff of the Ailan Hill Empire.

  The three people have not been sitting in the same room for a long time. They each have their own business to be busy, and meetings are all video conferences.

   But this time, they were all ordered to come and sit here, waiting for the emperor, who made them awe, to enter this conference room.

  On the other side, Prime Minister Dessell has blond hair, and the clothes on his body are simple and physical. Just from the perspective of the fabric, you can probably guess that the price of this suit is absolutely exaggerated to the sky.

  Dessel is sitting next to Dians, and next to Dians is Strider. These ministers who have followed Chris Serris from the time he started, are each a powerful empire.

  Of course, behind these ministers familiar to Chris, there are some fresh faces. These ministers are all new cadres promoted with the continuous expansion of the empire.

  Everyone was whispering incessantly before Chris pushed open the door, discussing the content of today's possible meeting, and the Higgs 5 battle, which has been making the top of the Alanhill Empire recently.

  As soon as Chris walked in the door, everyone stood up as if being electrocuted, and raised their chins to Chris: "My emperor... Long live!"

   Chris waved his hand casually, indicating that everyone should not be so restrained. He walked to his position, and Ruther helped him open the huge seat with some backrest.

  As the emperor, after Chris sat in the first place, he stretched out his hands and pressed down, and everyone was seated.

   Straightforward, Chris has no habit of wasting time. He governs a huge empire composed of thousands of planets. If he wastes time on boring things like talking around the bend, Chris may not even have time to sleep.

Therefore, when everyone looked at him, he calmly spoke and announced the topic of this meeting: "In fact, there is no other discussion content at this meeting. The only topic is that I am going to be in the next two days. , Declare that the empire has entered a state of full-scale war, mobilize all forces that can be mobilized, and prepare for a full-scale war!"

  Hearing this news, the ministers and generals in the front row could still maintain their composure, and the ministers behind, no longer paying attention to the manner in front of the emperor, began to talk about them.

The middle-aged minister in a corner turned pale, looked at another colleague next to him, lowered his voice and said, "Why is there suddenly a war mobilization? The situation on Higgs 5 is over, isn't it? ?"

"How do I know? There may be a new situation? Or there is a problem with our loss report, in fact, we lost? The enemy is still in the Higgs area?" The minister beside him was not very good, very Said nervously.

  Those who can sit here for meetings are naturally big figures who control the power center of the empire. Who is behind these characters without a few huge consortia or family support? And how many businesses of these groups or families operate in the empire?

  War means that everyone’s business is beginning to be difficult, and all materials must be unconditionally tilted to the field of war. The matter of making money has to be put aside, and the so-called benefits can only be redistributed after the war is over.

  Such a big thing, who dares to say that he can easily see it? If the water is muddled, which fish can eat fatter, which fish will be eaten again, who can say clearly?

  So, when he heard that the emperor wanted to put the entire empire into a state of war and enter a wartime system, most of everyone’s reactions were unnatural.

   "Your Majesty! This kind of thing... shouldn't it be better to calculate and decide?" Finally, a minister boldly spoke to Chris.

  It's not that he wanted to say that, but because he had seen the boss who promoted himself and gave him the wink.

  There is no way. Since everyone is an interest group and there are intricate relationships behind it, you must have the consciousness of being cannon fodder at this time.

  Although under the suppression of the imperial emperor’s powerful hands, the power center of the Ailan Hill Empire has not yet seen a real phenomenon of partisanship, but a small group of groups, this kind of thing is unavoidable.

  Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there are groups. Sometimes it may not be a good thing to be all lonely ministers. Chris still understands the truth that there are no fish when the water is clear.

"Yes, Your Majesty! We don't know what the enemy army is. In this case, rashly declaring a state of full-scale war will make people unstable." With the first minister speaking, other ministers started immediately. Followed up.

  The first birds have already stepped forward, and the pressure has been reduced tenfold and hundredfold in an instant. If someone helps you finish the desperate things, the rest is a game for decent people.

  So, among the ministers who spoke, the official title is obviously higher by one level. Such opinions are more convincing.

  Chris did not say a word, waiting for these ministers to continue speaking. His fingers did not habitually tap on the edge of the table or the armrest of the chair, which shows that he did not actually consider the suggestions of these ministers.

  Before he walked into this conference room, he had made up his mind. He didn't want to pin the lives of himself and his beloved woman, and the future of his entire empire, on the foolish thinking that "the enemy might not attack."

  However, the ministers in front of him had no such thoughts. They spoke one by one, scrambling to hope that the emperor could dispel such thoughts.

   "We can't even be sure that those enemies will come again, and just start to expand the space fleet, isn't it a bit sloppy?" A minister shook his head and said.

  In his opinion, the enemy may not come again. Expanding the space fleet is a waste of time and obstructing economic development.

"I think we can increase the production speed of warships first, put the Violence-class cruiser in the first production order, and draw up a one-year fleet development plan. It is more reasonable to take a look and say it." Another minister followed. .

  His words seemed to be a compromise, and it seemed to give His Majesty a huge step. However, according to his intention, the matter of national mobilization is not considered at all. It is enough to increase the production speed of some warships.

  Dessel frowned slightly, he glanced at Chris, and did not comment. On the one hand, he is the prime minister. If he speaks, it means that almost the entire civil service group does not agree with your majesty's decision.

   But even if he thought it was a little fuss, he didn't mean to discourage Chris. He can put forward his opinions in private, but he won't contradict Chris in such a meeting.

  In fact, he still has some blind admiration for Chris. In his opinion, Chris’ decision has not been wrong, so he believes that Chris made such a decision, there must be a reason.

  He hadn't spoken all the time. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that Chris was tapping the finger on the edge of the table many times, and he didn't lift and release it rhythmically.

  He realized that Chris did not seem to weigh the advice of these ministers in front of him. His Majesty the Emperor has made up his mind, there is no doubt about this.

  Seeing this little detail, he immediately adjusted his mentality. He leaned back on the chair in time, lowered his eyes, and said nothing to the old monk.

Deans didn't speak, and watched Dessell curiously adjust his posture. He also picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of bitter tea made with bee honey inside, letting the sweetness bring bitterness. The taste lingers on the tongue.

  Behind him, another minister of low grade agreed at this time: "Yes! Your Majesty! I agree with this point of view. I think we still have a lot to do now, develop the planet, adjust the production capacity..."

Not far away, another minister followed and raised the threat of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect: "Should we solve the problems of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect first? In this way, we can avoid fighting on the two fronts and not encounter back-to-belly attacks. Case."

In fact, a fool could hear that what he was talking about on the surface was about the Divine Sword Sect. In fact, what he wanted to remind the emperor was: Hope that during the Battle of Planet 2, we face the full-scale attack of the Divine Sword Sect. Carry out large-scale war mobilization.

  Anyway, although Chris didn't have time to talk to these ministers, these ministers had to be tactful about Chris' admonition.

  I can’t tell His Majesty the Emperor: There’s something wrong with your decision. Let’s watch our performance honestly. Just sit there and don’t talk, just be a mud bodhisattva.

Talking about it, another minister looked like I was a loyal minister. I risked my death to persuade him and said, "Stop talking, I still think that starting a full-scale war in this way will put the whole country in danger. In. Please think twice!"

  "Maybe the other party has already begun to prepare to negotiate with us after seeing our strength, but we are preparing for a war!" An official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs followed at this time and expressed his opinion.

As a result, Marvin, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, turned pale when he brushed it. He heard who the person was talking. After he decided to go back, he arranged arrangements for the **** to be sent to the farthest star field and worked there for a lifetime. Grassroots work!

  In short, smart people are closing their mouths, and there is a group of people who have to stand up and talk.

When these ministers rise up, they rely on the capital behind them, and when they get their political achievements, they also rely on the power group behind them. At this time, they need to protect the interests of the group behind them. If they don’t speak anymore, they may not have a chance in the future. Speak again.

  As for the military side, this time it was very quiet. They knew that it was not the time for them to speak, and all the Emperor needed was their actions.

   To say something sternly, His Majesty the Emperor does not need them to express or support him, to deal with those civil servants, and even count them as military officers together, and he is not an opponent of the Emperor.

  As long as His Majesty the Emperor raises his arms, everyone present can only support one option. This is Ailan Hill, and this is the perfect commentary on the word "Emperor".

  The Ailan Hill Empire has never been a cooking empire, and even in terms of structure, it was not an advanced feudal system in which the emperor and the scholar-officials ruled the world together.

  From the day it was born, this empire is actually the word of His Majesty the Emperor. It's just that with the expansion of the empire, the area gradually expanded, and the number of officials increased a little bit. Some people always forget this fact.

Smart people generally have good memory, so Wagron Lawns didn't speak. Luo Kai has been studying the pen he used for three years. Wilkes Modler and others are even a little drowsy. the meaning of.

  Similarly, whether Strider or Alderlake, they all sat quietly, and didn't even want to look at the clowns behind them.

  The last batch of people who tried to prove that they can influence the emperor’s decision-making, the graves are three feet tall, right? Deputy Prime Minister Alves didn't listen to the noise of those people at all, and thought with a sneer in his heart.

"Your Majesty! We can mobilize for war in the Higgs area where the problem occurs. I don't think there are any enemies that can fully mobilize the current Ailan Hill Empire." In the distance, the minister of admonition continued to continue. , They have never felt their power so powerful like they are today.

  Now, there are more than a dozen people who have spoken to persuade the emperor to take his life back, representing different interest groups, representing dozens of planets, and representing a huge capital of tens of trillions of dollars.

  In their view, even the emperor should consider changing his decision. No matter how strong the emperor is, it is impossible to ignore the opinions of so many people at the same time, right?

"It is absolutely unnecessary, your Majesty, you know how terrifying the capacity of the Ailan Hill Empire is... Once this mobilization order is issued, we will produce countless war materials every day." An old minister said, representing The opinions of many ministers nearby.

  Behind this old man is supported by a huge interest group, these groups are behemoths, straddling all walks of life.

  Of course, at this time, several civil servants also sneered at such advice, because behind them, the arms group stood...

The old minister analyzed from the perspective of the empire’s economy and got the approval of many colleagues: "Your Majesty! If there is a war that consumes these materials, of course it does not matter. But we are not sure that the war will break out, so once the war does not break out as scheduled, The useless war materials we produce will only become a pile of useless garbage."

  He talked eloquently, and the more he said it, the more he thought it made sense: "From an economic point of view, doing so is no different from suicide! What we are doing is more terrifying than military violence!"

  If you don’t want to take into account your own demeanor, some ministers will even clap their hands and applaud for him.

  Even so, it can be easily seen that these ministers all agree with the old minister's analysis.

  In their view, making money is the top priority. You can make less money, and you can make money slower, but if you want to take away 90% of your earnings, you will kill your parents.

  In a sense, this is also a war, an internal war on the distribution of benefits!

  The more the old minister said, the more energetic he became, as if he had moved himself. As he said, spreading his arms, every sentence attracted many people to nod and agree: "War is to bring benefits to the country! If there is only input but no output, such a war will soon collapse the country! "

   Chris looked at the minister with great interest, and seemed to realize that among his men, there was such a good-sounding person who was able to slap others.

  The old minister also saw the gaze from His Majesty the Emperor, and his courage disappeared all at once.

However, because he had to speak for the representative family and group, he could only continue to bite the bullet and end his performance in one sentence: "The problem is, we haven't waged a war yet! We are preparing for a battle. War that may not break out!"

   "Let me say a few words?" Seeing that the old minister closed his mouth, Chris looked at the babbled minister and the generals who didn't say a word, and asked softly.

  The moment he asked this question, the entire conference room became extremely quiet. No one spoke again. Everyone looked at their Emperor and waited for the Emperor to continue speaking.

"I know that you all have to make money. Earn less money. Naturally, it will be sad, depressed, or even painful." Chris said coldly, his eyes swept over and he was still admonishing him not to go to war. Mobilized ministers.

"Higgs 5's investigation shows that the invading enemy...will destroy everything we make! Houses, gold coins, bullets, puppets! Even our flesh! Destroy our lives!" His tone was full of sternness. .

"If we fail! Even if there is only one in ten thousand possibility, we have failed! Then, everything that proves our existence will be erased! Nothing will be left!" When he said that, he stood. He got up and looked down into a pair of shocked eyes: "Victory, we can live, failure... We will all be obliterated! This is the meaning of this war, this is the purpose of this war!"

   "So, I'm not here to ask for your opinion!" Chris said: "War mobilization! From now on! Everyone...go ahead!"

   "Wow!" To the left of Chris, the military generals who had been silent all the time stood up, stood at attention and saluted in response to Chris' order: "My emperor... Long live!"

  On the other side, Desaier slowly got up, and the ministers sitting in the front row followed him. With their chins held high, they sang and said loudly: "Long live my emperor!"

  And those new ministers who seemed to be majestic and majestic on weekdays who kept admonishing, babbling, and chewing their tongues, at this moment sadly discovered that they couldn't stand up anymore.

  I don’t know how my legs are soft, I’m not obedient...

   "My lord... my lord... what's wrong with you, my lord?" The anxious voice of a middle-aged minister beside the old minister who had just been talking about it caught the attention of many people.

  I only saw that the old man rolled his eyes and leaned upright on the chair, obviously already unconscious.

   "Although the position is not important, what's the matter with the physical condition of the chief officer? Is it too exhausted?" Desail glanced at him and asked an official next to him.

  The minister behind him did not speak, but lowered his head slightly and looked at the emperor not far away from the corner of his eye.

  The still radiant man stood there, not even interested in taking a look at the situation on the other side.

  At this moment, across the vast universe and sitting on countless planets, the Alanhill Empire entered a state of total war because of the decision of the Emperor Chris alone.

  It’s a bit late, but the 5500-word chapter is here.

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  I originally wanted to buy a new one with great enthusiasm, but when I asked about the price of the graphics card, I couldn’t afford it...

  Is this crazy, a 3060 graphics card costs 5600 yuan? It was less than 2,000 in 1060 back then! It's not even 2000 in 2060!

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