Remarried Empress – Chapter 253. Rasta's Rage (1)
The Eastern Empire allowed the emperor to inherit the land and retain soldiers because he had the power of a wizard army.
On the other hand, the Western Empire limited the succession of land and the possession of soldiers because it focused on the army.
In other words, the emperor of the Western Empire can take over the military power alone, but he must also take responsibility for it alone.
As far as I know, there are already troops stationed on the frontier of the Western Empire.
What Marquis Ketron is asking for now is extra support.
Oh, my.
As the Marquis Ketron said, intensive support of troops in one place makes it much better to guard.
However, dividing the number of troops to be sent to one place into six places will reduce the number.
Dispersing troops over less likely work will cost them both human and resourcefully.
But even a small possibility, it was a real threat and fear to the residents there.
If Heinley doesn't help them, the five permanent residents will resent the country and complain.
"That's something you, the Minister, should think about."
Before I could answer, Heinley coldly cut out the postscript of Ketron first.
"How incompetent are the ministers under me if they are enough to push all those things out to the empress who has been married less than a year?"
The Marquis of Ketron responded to Heinley's bruise with a smile, though he was furious.
"Your Majesty has been known for her spirituality since she was the Empress of the Great East."
Seeing that I had to point out that I was an empress in the Eastern Empire, Krista's closest aide doesn't seem to like me very much.
Heinley tried to say something again, but this time I opened my mouth first.
"You have to go ahead."
Heinley closed his mouth and looked at me. I raised the credibility of my words with a calm voice.
"If you don't know which way you're coming, you can go ahead. Then the troops won't be dispersed."
Marquis Ketron countered immediately.
"What if we lose the permanent stream and Chuck? They'll keep coming in for the Western Empire! Oh, are you not interested in the situation of the Western Empire because you are from the Eastern Empire?"
"The Marquis of Ketron. Watch your mouth."
At the cold voice of Heinley, the Marquis of Ketron finally closed his mouth. But his eyes were still full of discontent.
Hein-ri is not very old and she just won the throne. In addition, when I was a prince, I liked to wander outside rather than build up my influence.
Due to these various points, the forces left by Hein-ri's brother did not seem to be loyal to him.
If I am not loyal to Hein-ri, I have nothing to gain. Heinley's gonna get rid of them any day.
In addition, the author was a supporter of Christa.
As soon as I had finished my judgment, I stopped looking into the situation, and laughed lightly as if deliberately laughing.
The eyes of Marquis Ketron, who had been glancing at me all the time, grew fierce.
They might be saying, "Are you laughing?" inside.
"Why are you laughing, Your Majesty?"
"I guess Marquis Ketron has no idea about the permanent stream."
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"They're a bunch of bandits who are strictly profit-oriented. They don't take revenge. If it doesn't pay, I give up and move to another place. Like you said, I'm from the Eastern Empire, so I know about their behavior patterns."
Marquis Ketron blushed to the nape of his neck at my words. But instead of giving up, he kept attacking me.
"The Empress's words make sense at first glance, but they are ridiculous at first glance. To be as the Empress says, we must attack them so hard that it would be easy for them to deal with the Western Empire. However, Yoo Sun-cheon is not an easy target to press down on. But let's put an onslaught and restrict their behavior? Like putting a bell on a cat's neck!"
"Senior Koshar has fought more than 50 battles against the Yonsu Stream, and he has a lot of experience with them. Sir Koshar will be able to handle it."
He even chose a person to put a bell on the cat's neck. That's my brother.
When this happened, the Marquis of Ketron ended up silence without saying nothing.
No one has spoken to me since.
After the meeting.
I called my brother and told him about the work of the Western Empire border now and the permanent stream, and at today's Cabinet meeting, I told him about the conversation between Marquis Ketron and me, and then asked him.
"Can you handle it?"
I was sure of course that my brother could handle it.
When he was in the Eastern Empire, his brother went out and shook the battlegrounds even though it was not his job to deal with Yeongjuseongcheon.
It was like my brother's hobby.
When dealing with Yoo Sang-cheon, he will be able to break away from the rules and manners of articles and stir them freely.
As expected, the older brother burst into laughter and spoke lightly.
"I'll be reunited with the bad guys after a long time.
The attitude reassured me.
But in relief, Mastas's eyes were blank. She was staring blankly at her brother with her mouth half open.
"Mastas?"
I called Mastas' name because I wondered why he was doing this.
Her brother also noticed her expression and looked puzzled. Well, he looked like he had lost his soul to his brother.
Mastas cried with his eyes glistening as his eyes focused on him.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm sorry, Lord Koshar. I just got a little curious."
"What do you mean curious?"
"Senior Koshar's skill in treating Shangshichen casually!"
Mastas really likes fighting….
It's both amazing and amazing. My brother asked there again calmly.
"Would you like to come with me if you're curious?"
Mastas, excitedly snotted, hesitated and replied, 'No.'
"I have to protect the Empress now. Ser Korschar, please fight me later."
That cool attitude eventually made my brother burst into laughter, too.
Then again, at that time.
Rasta was looking at commoner women whose parents were prisoners in the West Palace.
The gathering was diverse in age, as they said it didn't matter how old they were able to work as maids.
However, all women with children were excluded because they had to use their parents as bait to intimidate and conciliate them.
Even if you are threatened by your parents, if you have children, you may give up your parents for them.
With the same reason, it excluded people who were already at odds with their parents.
Rasta looked at their faces and faces one by one, and asked several kinds of questions dryly.
"What's your name?"
"Have you ever worked as a maid?"
"The Imperial Palace has completely different rules from the outside, so it values manners very much. Can you follow me?"
Most of those gathered were people who were criticized by people because their parents were prisoners and could not get enough work.
They knew that Rasta had called them for some purpose, but they still didn't want to miss this opportunity.
Working as a imperial maid pays much higher salaries than a regular maid in a family home.
In addition, the empress could have pardoned prisoners several times a year.
They were desperate for Rasta's help.
"You have good eyes."
Rasta smiled contentedly at the expressions of the determined women.
"But you can't hire everyone."
Rasta asked the last question about their organs and then asked Mrs. Verdi to turn them around first.
And when Mrs. Verdi came back, she ordered all the women she had earlier to come back.
"Everyone?"
Mrs. Verdi asked in amazement, thinking that Rasta would hire them all.
In the first place, Rasta said she'd hire only about ten people. The number of women was too high earlier.
"Isn't that too much? We'd better hire a little first, Your Majesty."
Rasta smiled round and round. Of course I didn't mean to hire everyone.
"I'm going to try."
"If it's a test… …."
"Call me for now."
Mrs. Verdi had no idea what was inside Rasta, but once she brought the women back.
The women came back into the waiting room without knowing the word.
But it was Rasta's bawl that greeted the women who had returned.
"In here is a pearl earring that Rasta adores, and one of them is gone. I'm sure one of you took it! Who is it?"
The women looked at each other in embarrassment.
They had never seen a pearl earring, let alone a pearl earring.
No, it was strange to have pearl earrings in the waiting room in the first place.
But I couldn't argue with the empress.
Besides, Rasta seemed really upset.
When no one stepped forward, Rasta raised her voice, pretending to be more angry.
"Don't you know who took the stuff? You're not pretending you don't know? If you hide from each other, Rasta will have no choice but to punish them all!"
Rasta shouted like that and slammed into his bedroom.
As the women were shivering, Mrs. Verdi followed Rasta sensibly.
"What's everybody doing?"
"I'm very scared."
"Let them in one by one. By letting him in, I'll tip the truth that he won't be punished."
At Rasta's words, Mrs. Verdi grasped the situation.
Rasta wants to see how her prospective maids get out of an embarrassing situation.
Mrs. Verdi did as she was told.
She slipped a hint, taking the woman in the front row to Rasta's room.
"If you've seen anything, try to be honest. The Empress is a good woman, and she will forgive you if she knows you're not the criminal.