However, Soshyan no longer planned to end his quarrel with the nobles personally, so he handed the matter over to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
At first, he didn't have much confidence, but the Ministry of the Interior did have talented people, and he quickly put together a special war plan, which promised the nobles three privileges in the newly conquered areas - 100 years of tax-free development rights, 300 years of Low-tax development rights and permanent dominion rights, with different levels of "donation" paid according to the area and resource type.
According to feedback from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the nobles are quite enthusiastic about this. Although many of the places occupied by the Red Pirates have become barren land, the Maelstrom itself, as a trade node, does not rely very much on the land population, especially Bada. In the Bu Sector, as the center of the maelstrom, even an asteroid has huge economic value, so this project has been warmly welcomed. The "donations" collected so far have exceeded expectations. Of course, all this is also due to them The premise of trust in the inevitable victory of the empire is, after all, just a blank check at the moment.
Of course, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has actually caused a lot of trouble for Soshyan, because as the supreme commander of the expeditionary force, although he has great power, he has not made clear the ownership of the territory after the war. Generally speaking, Terra takes the lead in appointing planet governors and hive rulers in the division of responsibilities. However, there are some exceptions in history. In short, this matter is a confusing matter upon closer inspection, and this confusion will ultimately lead to the division of responsibilities. Soshyan went to the headquarters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Terra to argue, but here they just came up with an "idea".
But for Soshyan now, victory is everything, and as for things after the war, he can't care so much.
With the solution in hand, Soshyan naturally praised the imperial department, and then asked them to quickly classify and organize the collected materials into the expeditionary force's logistics warehouse - based on his understanding of the imperial bureaucrats, these things were in their A lot of it will "disappear" if you leave it on your hands for one more day.
After dealing with a lot of things, Soshyan finally had a short rest.
Just as he was sitting in his personal office with his eyes closed and meditating, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and then opened his eyes.
He raised his head and saw Veronica walking in, her delicate white jade hands holding a steaming teacup, a plate of fresh fruit, a silver tray of bread, cheese and cold cuts. At this time, she Wearing a light blue top with slightly exposed shoulders, she also wears a gauze-like white blouse. The lower body is a green smoked gauze floral skirt. The waist is tied into a small bow with a gold silk belt, and the sideburns are hung low. A hairpin similar to a tree branch is inserted diagonally behind the head, coupled with the slender and elegant figure and the beautiful face, the whole person seems to be in the smoke.
As soon as the other party came in, Suoshiyang felt like a breeze blowing on his face.
"What's wrong? You're looking sad again. Ever since this expedition started, I don't think you've been in a good mood even a day."
Veronica walked up to Soshyan with a light gait, put down the tray, put her palm on his forehead, and said softly:
"You look like he's wrinkled like an old man."
"Well, we are at war after all. People are dying on the front line every day. How can we be in a good mood?"
Soshiyang picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He felt warmth flow into his stomach. After taking a long breath, his body relaxed a little.
Then he asked casually:
"I haven't seen you wearing this outfit before?"
Veronica smiled charmingly when she heard this, and then turned around in a circle.
"Does it look good?"
"Um"
"It was from Miss Sylvie Clermont."
Soshi raised his eyebrows and put down the tea cup.
"Her? Why?"
"How do I know? Probably... to please me? She has sent me a lot of gifts these days."
"Oh, each of these businessmen is smarter than the last. Don't accept anything that is too valuable. The recipient is short-handed. If she makes any request in the future, how should you refuse?"
"I know~ Speaking of which, the subspace flow of the maelstrom has been somewhat abnormal recently."
Hearing Veronica's words, Soshyan turned his head. Just because he was suffering from the lack of a psychic consultant because of Kayon's departure, he almost forgot that his wife was also something to be reckoned with in the psychic field.
"What's going on?"
"It's hard to say. The tides in the Supreme Sky often contain many possibilities. It may be a fluctuation in the realm of chaos, or someone is performing a huge ritual. Considering that it is a war now, we need to pay attention to the fact that the red pirates may be large-scale The possibility of summoning daemons, or they might try to raise a warp storm that would create problems for the expeditionary force's logistics and support."
"Ma'am, do you have any suggestions?"
Veronica shook her head.
"The Supreme Heaven is really difficult to fathom. Merely sensing it is not easy. If you want to interfere, you often need to gather a prophet from the Ark. It is possible, and you have to rely on the power of the crystal dome of the Ark. The best way now is Let the inquisitors check to see if the red pirates are up to something, after all, large subspace rituals are often difficult to cover up."
"OK."
With that said, Soshyan activated the data pad on the table, then contacted Marcus, who was still in orbit, and explained the situation to him, hoping that the other party would use the power of the Tribunal to investigate as soon as possible to understand whether the Red Pirates were preparing to attack in subspace. To cause trouble, if so, you have to find ways to interfere and destroy it.
"Well, no matter how busy you are, you won't be busy with this moment."
Seeing Soshyan checking out the latest information again, Veronica reached out and turned off the data pad.
"You haven't eaten for two or three days. It's okay to be late for an hour or two."
"Well, if it hadn't been for Lysandermachus and the others, I would have had more to do."
After picking up the food and taking a few bites, Soshiyang made a rare complaint in front of his lover.
"The same goes for those theater commanders. Less than a month after the war started, they reached out to me one after another asking for people, equipment, and supplies. I know that the troops given to them are very tight, but they can't be squandered so quickly. , If things continue like this, the planned number of 1.2 billion soldiers to be recruited is far from enough. After all, how useful can those recruits who have only been trained for three months be? Terra does not provide any support now. In this place like the Maelstrom, we don’t have that much manpower and resources that we are squandering, why doesn’t everyone understand this?”
"Don't mention it. Recently, just dealing with trivial reports from the front line has made the civilian staff and servitors tired. I have also discovered this problem. Most Astartes have become accustomed to it because of the Holy Code. Pure war thinking and a way of thinking about problems are too simple, and they don't have much concern for things other than combat. Is it really appropriate to appoint them as commanders of a war zone to manage tens or even hundreds of millions of Astra Militarum troops? "
(End of chapter)
