The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Chapter 957: Chapter 957: Twelve Provinces

Calculating the time, it has been almost two months since I left Kanglai World.

Based on the time ratio of the two worlds, it has been almost two years in Kanglai World, which is indeed enough time for the transfer of Gonzales.

"I know, let Medolia preside over it for another week, and I'll go after I've dealt with the matter at hand." Aslan said without raising his head.

The Ottoman campaign ended with a great victory.

The captives had to be dealt with, the post-war reconstruction had to be arranged, and the Ottoman prairie and northern city-states in Nuoda also needed to be divided into provinces, all of which took time to arrange.

It's not that throwing it to Wilson and Essien can handle it well.

The candidates for the governor of the province must be approved by Aslan himself.

Duke Medea blinked, and suddenly said: "Why don't you send Vatini and Genarido out, they are better at government affairs than fighting."

Aslan tilted his head and asked, "Will those two agree?"

"Do they dare to refuse the order I gave them?" Duke Medea said domineeringly.

Aslan observed three seconds of silence for the two and then nodded in agreement.

Genenaredo has always been Aslan's number one candidate for the governor. On the one hand, he has ability, and on the other hand, he has trust in him.

Uhura City, inside the conference hall.

Looking at the large map that divided the Ottoman steppe and the northern city-state into twelve provinces, Aslan couldn't help but nodded.

The distribution of power in the province is very even, and the defecting tribes have almost divided up all the grasslands. However, there will be an industrial city in the resource deposits in the middle of each grassland, which is also a barrier to separate their connections.

Although the grassland is so large that it cannot be discovered by small-scale contact, it cannot be concealed by the mobilization of large-scale troops.

"The northern city-state is divided into five provinces, which are Wuwei Province, Baiya Province, Anxu Province, Kawenlong Province and Beihai Province. Your Excellency Gennarido is the governor of the North Sea Province. Your Excellency Wattini As the governor of Cavenlong Province, the other three candidates for the governor of the province?" Essien asked while holding a pen and paper to record.

"That Christopher is good, let him be the Governor of Wuwei Province." Aslan said after thinking for a while.

After all, that guy was the first to surrender to Nuo Mili, so he must take Nuo Mili's face into consideration.

Wuwei Province is the northernmost province of the northern city-state, and he is the largest lord of Kawenlong Province. Sending them to Wuwei Province will reduce the resistance of Watini to take over Kawenlong Province on the one hand. There were also some old nobles who asked him to suppress Wuwei Province. Those nobles surrendered at the end and belonged to the stubborn old nobles, so they must be suppressed.

The Kawenlong Province is located in the center of the five major provinces, which happens to be the main passage leading to the Ottoman prairie in the north of the card. As long as it is controlled there, the other four provinces dare not make any changes.

"The nine provinces of the grassland, don't call them provinces anymore, let's change them to autonomous prefectures!" Aslan vetoed the order of the grassland provinces. In fact, after all the outlets of the grassland were blocked, Aslan never sent the Ottoman nomads again. The nation is in the eye.

He will turn these nomads into herdsmen on the prairie, let them know that the era of cavalry is completely over, and they can only obediently submit to the steel wheels of the empire.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

"Any more questions?" asked Aslan.

He has already signed the post-war reconstruction document, and the above decrees made Aslan very satisfied. The first thing to do in building a city on the grassland was to liberate the slaves captured by Ottoman, and let them become the citizens of the main city on the grassland. People who have been enslaved by the Ottomans for so long will definitely become the most loyal hunting dogs on the grassland, keeping a close eye on the Ottomans.

The population of the Ottomans who lost these slaves will drop by at least another 50%. Over time, the population of the Ottomans can barely break through 10 million, and if they are distributed to the grassland autonomous prefectures, they will only be a few million, which is not enough to shake any main city.

The time to do now is to boil the frog in warm water, and slowly turn Osman, a sick tiger, into a sick cat. In the end, he can only kneel down and lick the toes of the imperial father honestly.

"Your Majesty, the imperial finances..."

Hearing Wilson raised financial issues again, Aslan waved his hand quickly.

"I know this. Going to Kanglai World this time will not move Kanglai World over immediately. It will take a while, and during this period of time, I will not use weapons easily. As for money, Arturia and Asia Ser has already started marching towards the capital of magic, and how much war indemnity you can get by then depends on you to find a way, the more indemnity you want, the more money you will distribute to the Treasury."

Aslan said earnestly.

Only then did Wilson nod in satisfaction. He was only worried that Aslan would really move hundreds of millions of people here, and the empire's finances would collapse.

"Is there anything else?" Aslan rubbed his temples and asked.

"No more, Your Majesty!" Mrs. Sharon stood up first and said, she could see that Aslan was really tired, this week's high-intensity operation, new decrees came out every day, even the orderly Tired and laid down several times, let alone a planner from beginning to end.

Facing such a busy Aslan, the Duke of Medea shamelessly left Aslan, saying that he went back to the Magic Tower to refine a second clone for him.

"If it's okay, today's meeting is over here." Aslan said following Mrs. Sharon's words.

The other officials bowed their heads and said goodbye. When there was only one person in the conference room, Mrs. Sharon walked behind Aslan and gently rubbed his temples with jade hands.

"Does it need to be so urgent? It doesn't matter if you slow down at all." Mrs. Sharon said softly.

Aslan shook his head with a wry smile, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the chair to enjoy Mrs. Sharon's massage.

"The situation is developing too fast, and the mess must be cut quickly, lest the northern city-states and Ottoman nobles react, and it will be difficult at that time."

"I felt a little uncomfortable at the end, and I started to have morning sickness." Mrs. Sharon said.

Aslan was silent for a while, and said with a bitter face: "I know, but in the matter of ideological education for surrendering the army, you really have to do it. If you work hard, you don't have to do everything yourself. You just need to take charge of the overall situation. Others Let the matter be handled by the people under you.”

Madam Sharon put her arms around Aslan's neck and pressed her face to his ear.

"Okay! I've worked so hard for your sake. I've wronged the child in my womb. It's a busy life before it's born." Mrs. Xuelun complained deliberately.

Aslan held it across his lap.

"You talk too much!"

Madam Sharon giggled.

"Go to my room at night. You have worked hard during this time. I have prepared a gift to reward you. Are you really not going to try?"

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