Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 207 Terra's "meeting" and "meeting"
Terra in the early morning is different from the industrial style of the interstellar era that compromised on cost.It has the pride of being the capital of the human empire and the profound heritage accumulated over tens of thousands of years.

The sky here is not artificially modulated, and restores the natural solar terms of the entire planet as much as possible.

Although its earth center and magnetic field are no longer natural, they still respect the ancient tradition and maintain a 12-hour day-night interval.

Although supported by technology and productivity, people here no longer rely on the natural light of stars for illumination.

But when Terra Miyagi ushered in the first ray of sunshine in early winter, every head of the imperial department would temporarily put down their work and bring their entourage to the Prime Minister's Office in Miyagi.

But today's atmosphere is different from the past. Tension and depression are frequent visitors here, but today is especially obvious.

People in the know didn't even dare to have any eye contact, let alone spread the news quietly after accepting the benefits as in the past.

At 50:[-], the daily voting at the highest meeting is about to begin.

The vehicles of the nobles were surrounded by the guards, passing through the security guards outside the palace city one by one.

After the quick landing, the high lords led their entourage and walked towards the meeting room of the Prime Minister's Palace with serious expressions.

The clerks who were also rushing to work along the way rarely got polite smiles from the faces of these big shots.

They can only detect that something big has happened from the faces of the big shots and the tense body language communication between the followers.

But where is this?
This is the center of the empire!
Here is Terra!
Major events affecting the entire empire are happening here all the time!
Just like Huangcheng Gener's "brother" can accompany you to comment on the current situation in a decent way, the staff here naturally have a very high immunity to the word "big event".

In their eyes, the big things are just some cold data that can be used as talk after dinner in the documents sent from afar.

What exactly is a big deal?They have their own unique judgment criteria.

And the current incident is definitely a major event in their eyes!
Information lag is always the "privilege" of the majority.

None of them knew what happened to make the expressions of the high lords so serious.

There are also well-informed people who know something.

However, they were also rare and did not rush to show off their well-informed news, but walked quietly on the street outside the Prime Minister's Office like everyone else.

The difference is that on the way to their jobs, they will secretly and nervously look at the direction of the Shangshan Array in the sky from time to time.

At 7:20, the meeting attendees were already in place.

In the end, the high lords who could not wait for the arrival of the Shanzheng lost their last patience.

A meeting with vague topics but sensitive sub-discussions officially started with everyone avoiding each other's eyes.

At 7:50, voting on regular motions began.

A series of bills and edicts were passed tacitly, and after double confirmation by the clerk and the permanent deputy ministers, they were submitted to the highest seat of the lord's case, waiting for their seal.

These policies have long been discussed by the public, and today's vote is merely an exercise of necessary procedural justice.

As long as the twelve blank slots at the bottom of the document are filled, these decrees will be transmitted from Terra in the name of the Holy Emperor and the Human Empire, pass through the entire empire territory, and resound throughout the empire’s billions of people. above the heads of the citizens.

At 10:50, the regular motion voting process ended, and the voting process for individual special bills began.

This process usually takes up most of the meeting time of the high lords.

Their contents include but are not limited to:
The war research and judgment of a certain star area,

Sector tax breaks after certain campaigns,

The governance ownership of special resource planets,

And the decentralization of the response authority of some extreme emergency plans.

The adoption of these policies all affect the fate of tens of billions of people;

Individual bills with a wide range of passages can even profoundly affect the political situation of the empire in the next few hundred years.

With huge interests at stake, this link is of course the main battlefield for the supreme leaders of the various factions to wrestle, not one of them.

But today's situation is so special that no high lord is willing to entangle these bills at this time.

The passage of unconventional issues was unexpectedly smooth and efficient, and the clerks in the information cocoon could not help but raise their heads in surprise.

Sufficient communication outside the arena is the basis of this status quo, but the biggest reason is that the high lords have other concerns and have no intention of entangled here.

13:30

After a brief break at halftime, everyone returned to their posts to prepare for work.

At this point in the meeting, there is not much left on the list of issues distributed before the meeting.

Under normal circumstances, no later than an hour, the high lords will finish all their work, and then return to their official residences with their permanent undersecretary and entourage.

But today is an exception.

When all the proposals in the meeting plan were voted on, all the high lords raised their low heads, and abnormally no one got up in the almost frozen air, but only looked at each other with subtle eyes.

The permanent undersecretaries were the first to feel the clear signal of the atmosphere, and they put down the data pad and walked outside without hesitation;
The clerk also quietly put down his pen and paper, and together with a group of spare transcription machine servants and servo skulls, walked out on the thick carpet with silent steps.

Boom!
As the last untimely person disappeared outside the door, the sound of the heavy golden door closing rang in the hearts of every attendee.

The warm red light lit up from the dome again, and under the indifferent gaze of the crowd, it scanned the entire venue to confirm that there were no eavesdropping or recording equipment.

"Let's talk, as far as you know, as far as I know."

Prime Minister Melo Winston removed the auxiliary reading device from his right eye, rubbed his eyes in relaxation, and opened the topic in a calm tone.

As the actual executor of the political affairs of this ancient empire, he is the center of the power center of the entire empire.

But unlike a leader in the traditional sense, he still has the Emperor on his head.

He is not the head of the empire, but just a steward of the empire, an existence that is theoretically at the same level or even slightly lower than all the high lords, a lubricant between the various forces of the empire, and a political affairs. Malcador has countless one of the successors.

Servant of servants, this is his self-deprecating self-deprecation, and it is also a silent demonstration of his authority.

Yes, he is the servant of the Emperor and the Empire, and the servant of all servants.

The biggest essence that symbolizes this is that the crown on his head not only has the brilliance that symbolizes power, but also hangs three sharp blades in different directions, watching his every move all the time.

Custodians, Astartes, Inquisition.

Together, these three words form an omnipresent web.

It binds the actions of every ruler and monitors their hearts to ensure their absolute loyalty and absolute awe of the Emperor.

In a sense, the power-oriented aggregate represented by these three words ultimately points to the person sitting on the golden throne in the deepest part of Miyagi.

That person who has been silent for nearly ten thousand years, but whose sense of existence has never been weakened in the slightest - the Emperor.

　Second watch, please vote.

　　Stretching my hips, I can't write anymore.Hahahaha, go to bed early, tomorrow morning there will be personnel from the prevention and control center and medical staff coming to do nucleic acid tests.

　　Hey!Lo and behold!Our man is treated like this!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)