"Okay, everyone, leave now."
"Kamul, Nantong, go and take care of the allies of Holy Egypt."
"We must especially keep an eye on the barbarian king. Don't let him anger our important ally."
"You know what to do."
Lin Ke slowly stood up at this time, while Kamul and Nan Tong bowed, took the order and left.
These days have been too busy. As for the banquet, Lin Ke simply asked Kamul not to attend the banquet on the grounds that "Saint Pharaoh is too busy to attend."
If it were in the past, Lin Ke would have to go even if he was tired and busy.
Because, at that time, he needed help more than his allies.
But now it's completely different.
Now, Holy Egypt has defeated the Hebrew Empire and possesses the Supreme God.
In a way, it was his allies who needed him more than he needed them.
Naturally, he no longer had to attend such banquets in person.
What's more, Lin Ke did feel a little tired.
He just wanted to be alone for a while now.
So, after everything was arranged, Lin Ke finally returned to his dormitory.
Even so, he had to check the civilization panel first to make sure there were no new problems before he dared to lie down.
Ah! It feels so good!
Only when he lay on the ebony bed inlaid with lapis lazuli did he finally breathe a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
"Ah——there are too many things to do..."
He rubbed his temple and yawned.
He stared at the god pattern painted on the ceiling and muttered to himself.
"Fortunately, I have capable ministers like Kamul and Nantong to help me share my worries."
"If I have to do everything myself, I'll be overwhelmed."
Lin Ke breathed a sigh of relief again.
Then he turned his head left and right and looked around. The servants were all outside the door and there was no one in the room.
So he dared to stretch hard, but when he stretched, his bones actually made a few muffled "crackling" sounds.
Damn it!
The body has not been active for too long!
At this time, Lin Ke looked at the ceiling, rubbed his shoulders, and began to think again.
Holy Egypt had just experienced war and was in ruins, so it was in need of talents.
But there are very few officials who can really stand on their own!
Especially after listening to the speeches of those ministers, Lin Ke realized that the thinking of many ministers was more corrupt and rigid than the mummies in the ancient tombs.
All the suggestions they put forward were old and trite advice dug out from some moldy old papyrus.
Increase taxes, force marriages, and impose harsh laws.
It seems that these few tricks are enough to govern a country.
At worst, they would be exiled as slaves, as if the opinions of the Egyptian people did not matter at all.
But Lin Ke doesn't think so.
Internal rebellion is more deadly than external enemies.
But those old ministers seemed unable to understand this at all, or rather, in their opinion, it was a little absurd.
According to their thinking, when it comes to business, it means collecting taxes.
When it comes to public security, they will only increase the punishment and send people into slavery.
When it comes to people's livelihood, all they know is assigning labor.
Their minds have been tightly bound by decades of officialdom rules. Like a mummy wrapped in a shroud, they have long lost the energy to adapt.
This time, Lin Ke also noticed that even the way these old ministers spoke sounded like they were reciting scriptures.
They can quote endlessly from classics, but when it comes to solving practical problems, they can only repeat clichés such as "the laws of our ancestors" and "the old system cannot be violated."
Their thinking seems to be stuck in the past few decades. They lack insight into new problems and the courage to come up with innovative solutions.
The most fatal thing is that these people look at everything as if they were interpreting an oracle, either black or white.
The Hebrews are causing trouble? Then kill them! Send them into slavery!
The victims have complaints? Then suppress them! Or kill them! Send them into slavery!
They can only see the surface of the problem, just like only recognizing the ideographic symbols of hieroglyphs but unable to understand the deeper meaning.
This kind of simplistic thinking may be acceptable in peaceful times, but it is simply poison to governing a country at a time when everything is in ruins.
Except for veteran officials like Kamul and Nan Tong, who are relatively reliable, the rest are either incompetent or inexperienced.
There are even some people who can only flatter and are completely useless.
If Lin Ke has to take care of everything himself, no matter how strong his body is, he will eventually collapse from exhaustion!
He recalled that today in the court, the Lord of Fustat even asked him for step-by-step guidance on how to mediate ethnic conflicts.
The Lord of Sun City was at a loss when faced with post-disaster reconstruction and had to ask for instructions even for the most basic food distribution.
The Lord of Pasaybek couldn't even control the progress of the temple project, and he had to personally set punishment measures before they would take it seriously.
This can't go on!
Lin Ke sighed, sat up, and tapped the edge of the bed unconsciously with his fingers.
Governing a country cannot be accomplished by one person alone!
He recalled an ancient fable he had read in the Holy Egyptian Palace: a pharaoh who did everything himself eventually became ill from overwork, while his successor knew how to delegate power, and as a result the country prospered.
At that time, Lin Ke, who had just arrived here, thought that this was just a cliché to advise the monarch. Now that he is sitting in this position himself, he truly understands the truth behind it.
It's like building a pyramid.
If the Pharaoh moved every stone himself, it would probably take a hundred years to complete the construction.
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