Childe failed to accomplish what Helen wanted him to do. Not only that, he also brought bad news to Helen - not only was there overwhelming opposition in the Ministry of War, but there were also voices of opposition from other ministries and the province of Kimo.

"Your Majesty, it's not that I don't dare to take action, but there are too many people who oppose it, which makes me quite worried." Childe lowered his head, not daring to look at Helen. "They also said that Your Majesty didn't accept the loyal advice, and was using military force to expand the power of the empire to achieve personal success."

"Nonsense!" Helen suddenly stood up. "Do I still need to establish myself as a person? I am already the best person in the history of the continent!"

"Of course I know that, but they insist on saying so," Childe said quickly.

"They are all narrow-minded and short-sighted people. Can't they see it now? If the Assyrians are not conquered, the empire will only wait to be conquered by Assyria in the future!" Helen said coldly.

After hesitating for a while, Childe could not help but remind him: "Your Majesty, these people are all chasing fame and fortune."

Helen was stunned, and then she understood what Childe meant. When Tianjuan was founded, she started an army from Tianjuan, attacked Kimo and Khulit, and broke into the Assyrian territory with the power of tigers and wolves, winning victory after victory. Whether it was Tianjuan's family, clans, or the nobles who surrendered to Kimo and Hulit, they all thought that they would unify the continent in the next moment, and naturally rushed to contribute money and people, because they all knew that the more effort they contributed, the greater the future benefits would be.

Then, their expectations suffered an unprecedented blow - Caiked was defeated, the agreement was signed, the Tianjuan Army withdrew from Assyria, and not only did they waste money, food, and men, but they also had a lot of trouble to deal with, such as the injured private soldiers and the deficits.

"Childe, you want to remind me that they feel there is no profit anymore, right?" Helen asked, narrowing her eyes.

"That's true. They also said that they failed to conquer Assyria even when the situation was so good back then, and it is even more impossible to conquer it now. Instead of wasting money and food, it is better to use it to develop people's livelihood." Child replied.

"Developing people's livelihood? Humph, it sounds good, but which one of them is really dedicated to the country and the people?" Helen frowned, "Child, at the court meeting the day after tomorrow, you will propose to ask for permission to attack Assyria and rescue Hatra."

Childe's heart skipped a beat, thinking, "Haven't I made it clear enough?" It's fine if I run into a snag in private, but if I bring it up in the court, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? Even though those civil and military officials used to be submissive and respectful, they may not be like that now.

Although he was muttering this in his heart, Childe did not dare to show it. He had no choice but to nod and say, "I will do my best."

Helen saw Childe's hesitation, frowned slightly, and said with her sleeves slammed, "Childe, you don't have to worry about anything. Just say it out loud when the time comes. I'll take care of the rest!"

"As you wish." Childe bowed and said.

…

"If you find it inconvenient, I can remove your handcuffs." Wu Lai smiled and pointed at the chains on Ye Jianwu's body.

"No, I think this is good." Ye Renwu glanced at Wu Lai, "Since I'm already your captive, why not wear these? At least it will make you dare to get close to me."

"Nonsense, I wouldn't dare approach you even if you didn't wear these. Don't forget, you are not even a little bit worse than me in terms of martial arts. You can't even beat Odo." Wu Lai laughed and turned to wave at Pu Tong who was wandering around nearby, "Pu Tong, come over if you want. Come on, come on, sit with me and chat for a while."

"Okay." Pu Tong rubbed his hands excitedly. Wu Lai had just arrived at the Sixth Division's camp to rest yesterday evening. The two of them only had a brief chat during the meal, and then Wu Lai said he was tired and went to rest. Today, as soon as he entered Wu Lai's tent to pay his respects early in the morning, the commanders of other divisions all came, and they all acted like they were in their own camp, not considering him, the commander of the Sixth Division, as the host at all. It was almost noon when they left, so he didn't say anything to the lord the whole morning.

After running quickly to Wu Lai's side, Pu Tong quickly glanced at Ye Renwu, then sat cross-legged on the grass in front of Wu Lai's feet.

"Why are you sitting there?" Wu Lai was stunned.

"Looking up to the Lord at any time is my greatest wish in this life." Pu Tong puffed out his chest, "I think that listening to your teachings in this manner..."

"Shut up. You're flattering me again." Wu Lai interrupted Pu Tang hastily. How could he not know that this guy always talked a lot of nonsense? If he didn't interrupt him, with his thick-skinnedness and eloquence, he could talk for half a day without repeating himself.

Pu Tong scratched his head like a child and laughed.

Ye Renwu looked at Pu Tong and then at Wu Lai, and thought to himself that as expected, like leader, like soldiers. The rogue spirit of this guy named Pu Tong is exactly the same as Wu Lai.

"Pu Tong, let me ask you, what do you think?" Wu Lai suddenly asked.

Pu Tong rolled his eyes and replied, "I think that your staying at my Sixth Division is a recognition of my Sixth Division and the greatest honor for my Sixth Division."

Wu Lai rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Weren't you there when I was talking to Bailey? Don't you understand what I mean?"

"Oh, Lord, so you are asking about the war situation." Pu Tong slapped his forehead, "Lord, I have to say that your arrival makes me extremely happy, so much so that..."

"Shut up and talk business. Don't be so slick." Wu Lai frowned.

"Okay, lord. As for the war situation, what I think is not important. What is important is what you think. But I think since you have come in person, the recovery of Menia is just around the corner." Putong said with a smile.

Wu Lai smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are flattering me. Although Menia is surrounded by us, the enemy's defense is also strict and orderly. It is not easy to attack."

"Are you saying this on purpose for me to hear?" Ye Renwu on the side suddenly interrupted.

"Congratulations, you got it right again." Wu Lei laughed. "Assyria without Armenia, would it still be called Assyria? So, I must win it. What do you think? Are you happier when I say this?"

Ye Renwu sneered and said, "At least you're not that hypocritical. I'm curious. You, Wuleglindo, have always been kind-hearted. With so many Assyrians in Menia, if a war breaks out, both sides will perish. Can you bear it?"

"Of course I can't bear it, so I decided to give Hatra another chance. If he is willing to surrender..." Wu Lai paused deliberately and said slowly, "I will give him to you as your slave to vent your anger for you. How about it?"

Ye Renwu did not answer.

Pu Tong scratched his cheek, wondering what the lord meant by following the woman. It looked like the two were flirting, but why did he lock her up? Was she really a captive?

…

"Your Highness, the enemy camp sent someone to deliver this letter and some gifts." A lieutenant general said as he handed a tray to Hatra.

On the tray was a pair of golden horses on brocade, each the size of a fist, finely crafted and lifelike, with a row of red and green gems inlaid on their backs, which was extremely gorgeous. Next to the golden horses was a piece of pure white letter paper.

Hatra glanced at the pair of golden horses and asked, "Where's the messenger?"

"The messenger did not enter the city." replied the lieutenant.

Hatra nodded and waved his hand: "Show me the faith."

"As you command, Your Highness." The deputy general quickly put the tray on the table, picked up the envelope and opened it. After taking a quick glance at it, his heart began to lift, and he felt it difficult to open his mouth to say anything.

"What's going on?" Hatra frowned.

"Your Highness, these... these words... are a bit rude. I dare not act rashly." The deputy general explained.

"Just omit the rude sentences." Hatra frowned even more tightly. Throughout the ages, when the territories on the continent went to war, they always had the bad habit of writing letters to humiliate each other. This was actually a means of disturbing the enemy's commander. Although they knew it was like this, no one would feel happy when someone wrote a letter to curse them.

"As you command, Your Highness." The deputy general nodded quickly, glanced at the letter again, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face again, "Your Highness, if you omit all of them, there will only be one sentence left."

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"Which one?" Hattra's eyes were filled with even more anger.

"'Menya is an integral part of Assyria's territory. If you do not withdraw within three days,' that's all," the deputy general replied anxiously.

"Where's the signature? Who wrote it?" Hatra clenched his fist.

"The signature is Assyria No. 6..." The deputy general glanced again, "Your Highness, the signature can also be omitted."

"Asshole!" Hartla couldn't help but reach out and slap the tray, flipping it to the ground...

…

At dawn, Helen was already dressed and walked out of the bedroom to the council hall, because today was one of the only two days of the month for court meetings.

Each territory has its own set of rules of procedure, but Tianjuan's set was something Helen heard from Wu Lai's stories. Of course, she did not copy it completely, but made some adjustments based on Tianjuan's actual situation, and then established this set of rules for court meetings.

During the court meetings, all civil and military officials from the six ministries were required to attend, except for those who were away on military campaigns, staying behind, being sent on official business, recuperating from illness, or in mourning.

At daybreak, bronze bells and drums outside the council hall rang simultaneously. Amid the slow and steady sound of the bells and drums, civil and military officials from the six ministries filed in in two groups. Each of them wore bright court robes and looked respectful.

What the ministers didn't expect was that Helen had already been waiting in the brightly lit meeting hall. This was obviously unusual...

After all the civil and military officials from the six ministries entered the hall, the etiquette officer who had been waiting on the side led everyone in a set of greetings and praises. Soon, a female official read out the names from a book. From beginning to end, Helen sat still, looking extremely calm.

After the ceremony was completed and the hall was completely quiet, Helen slowly stood up.

"When a minister meets the king, it's called a court meeting. When the king meets a minister, it's called a meeting. A court meeting is the day when the king and his ministers meet." Helen glanced at the ministers and continued, "But I feel that some of you are just perfunctory to me every time you attend a court meeting."

After hearing what Helen said, many people among the civil and military officials became uneasy, thinking that the emperor was laying the groundwork again.

"I have said that internal and external affairs must be carefully weighed and weighed. Minor matters must be decided by ourselves, and major matters must be reported to the emperor. Only when the emperor and his subjects are of one mind can the empire prosper." Helen waved her sleeves and sat down. "Go ahead and report."

Child caught the hint from Helen and naturally understood what she meant. As soon as Helen finished speaking, he straightened his robe and took out the memorial from his arms. But before he could move, a person appeared behind him.

"Your Majesty, I, Nati, have something to report." The man who spoke was Duke Nati, who was in charge of the Ministry of Works.

Helen glanced at Nati and nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, at the end of last month, torrential rains hit southern Kimo, affecting three cities and eleven towns. More than 650 houses were destroyed, more than 1,270 people died, countless people were injured, and farmland, ditches, and roads were severely damaged. It is estimated that the funds for post-war recovery and restoration will cost 4 million gold coins. The detailed expenditure plan is here." As Nati spoke, he stepped forward a few steps and handed the memorial to the female official who came to greet him. "Your Majesty, please approve it immediately so that the Ministry of Works can withdraw the money from the national treasury. I have finished my report."

Helen frowned: "Why did your Ministry of Industry take over the Ministry of Civil Affairs' affairs as well? The people are suffering, so it should be the Ministry of Civil Affairs's responsibility to deal with the aftermath."

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Works did not replace the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The aftermath and restoration that I have reported are limited to the Ministry of Works." Nati answered in a loud voice.

As soon as the words fell, an old man stepped out of the Ministry of Civil Affairs train and said, "Your Highness, I am from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Lan Teli, and I have something to report."

"Is it also about Kimo's disaster?" Helen frowned. Before Childe opened his mouth, the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Civil Affairs spoke first. The Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Ministry of Rites would surely do the same.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will not repeat what Duke Nati has already said. The Ministry of Civil Affairs estimates that it will take four million gold coins to complete the aftermath and restoration." Lanteri's words immediately caused a small commotion, and a group of civil and military officials who had nothing to do with the matter turned their eyes to Helen...

"Your Majesty, I have something to report." Childe didn't care about being polite at this moment. At this point, he could no longer fail to see that Nati and Lantuli were trying to sabotage him.

"No, Childe, you will report your case later." Helen waved her hand and suddenly raised her voice, "Ministry of Justice, Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Rites, do you have anything else to report?"

Childe was stunned, then he changed his mind and obediently returned to his original position...