Doctor Amnesiac, but not completely amnesiac

Then he wanted to see how the person who was beaten would deal with Nicholas.

"I'm sorry, but this is not something I can decide. The formation of a new army group requires the decision of His Majesty, and His Majesty's ideas are not something that Grand Duke Nicholas or I can influence."

Witte would not get involved in this mess. If he implemented the downsizing and gave Nicholas an army group number, the anger of the nobles would not be directed at Nicholas, but at himself.

"But how could His Majesty be willing to do so? He originally wanted to weaken His Majesty's military power..."

Qiao Yelan knew that he had said something wrong, so he shut up halfway through his speech.

"Then it's none of my business."

"Mr. Speaker - we have to have something to talk about in order to negotiate, right?"

The man lowered his voice.

"Your Highness, it's not that you don't have other options. At worst, you can just say that someone is trying to repeat the Great Rebellion and declare martial law for the entire city - there is always a way to suppress it."

Witt's hand paused and his expression eased a little.

These damned soldiers! They always think that if they can't solve a problem, they will just take action!

"As for the army group number, only His Majesty can make the decision, that's for sure - but I can sponsor His Majesty the Grand Duke with a political donation. Even if it is downsized, those who are laid off can be kept first, right? When His Majesty gives this number, can't the Grand Duke quickly establish one?"

Qiao Yelan narrowed his eyes and tapped the table with his fingers.

"Then, this matter cannot be discussed between the two of us alone. It must be reported to His Majesty. The military, you, and His Majesty must reach an agreement together before I can give an explanation."

"...Okay. When would you like to see His Majesty?"

Hooked.

"The sooner the better - but it's already late today. Let's go tomorrow, tomorrow morning. I will go with you to see His Majesty."

Witt nodded.

Qiao Yelan also nodded and took a deep breath.

"I hope I won't be held accountable when I return, and I can see you again tomorrow."

"Yes, of course."

Witt smiled, stretched out his hand, and poured a cup of tea for Qiao Yelan for the first time.

"Well, I both hope to see you again and not be sent to see you again - you are really the most terrible negotiator I have ever met."

The man sighed, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

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"Old minister Witte, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

"Your servant Qiao Yelan pays respect to Your Majesty."

The two men saluted the emperor.

"I have difficulty walking, please forgive me for my rudeness, Your Majesty."

"It doesn't matter. Being respectful or not has nothing to do with whether the etiquette is thorough or not."

The emperor seemed quite friendly to Qiao Yelan, but he did not show that he knew Qiao Yelan.

Fyodor knew very well that the previous chat with Qiao Yelan was just a secret meeting. He could keep silent about the unspoken rule of taking away Anatoly's responsibility, but what Nikolai had to hand over had to be done in such a formal occasion and under the witness of other people - otherwise, what if the other party refused to give it?

"Your Majesty, Grand Duke Nicholas is old and feels that he lacks energy, but there are too many things to manage. Therefore, I would like to ask Your Majesty to take over the management of part of the troops so that the old man can have more rest."

"Since the emperor's uncle is ill, I naturally don't want him to be too tired. I wonder which unit the emperor's uncle wants to hand over?"

"Of course it is the First Army Group. This is a powerful army commanded by the late emperor himself. Later, it was handed over to His Royal Highness the Grand Duke for management. His Royal Highness has been maintaining it with great fear and trepidation. Until now, he really feels that he cannot take care of it at the same time, so he wants to return it to Your Majesty."

Qiao Yelan went through the motions respectfully.

"Okay, since this is my father's former army, I will take charge of it myself."

Fyodor's voice made Witt stunned for a moment. It was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor was very interested in this matter.

"In addition, the Imperial Police Chief, Major General Valery, colluded with the nobles, abused his power for personal gain, accepted bribes, deceived his superiors and subordinates, and repeatedly spread slanderous rumors - all of these have been verified. If this person is not executed, it will not be a good punishment, and if he is not executed, it will not be enough to appease the public anger!"

"Is there such a thing?"

"Your Majesty, please understand - this man was once a favorite of the Grand Duke, but now that something like this has happened, the Grand Duke feels that he cannot escape the blame, and he does not think he is qualified to choose anyone else to take over. So please, Your Majesty, choose a loyal person to serve as the Chief of Police."

Fyodor waved his hand.

"Alas, the emperor's uncle is blaming himself too much. At this time, the nobles are colluding and buying people off. People's hearts are fickle, how can one person control them? It's not his fault. The emperor's uncle doesn't need to feel so guilty."

"On behalf of His Majesty, I thank Your Majesty for your forgiveness."

Qiao Yelan bowed again.

And Witt's brows had begun to frown.

He felt like something was wrong, but he didn't know what.

Everything Qiao Yelan said was reasonable and polite. The handover of positions and legions, at least on the surface, must be decided by the emperor. However, whether it was rebuilding the legion or selecting people for appointment, the emperor could only rely on himself.

It seems that I was overthinking it?

"There is one more thing. This matter is of great importance. Before coming here, I had a discussion with the Speaker. I believe that this matter will definitely benefit the empire and will not cause any harm. Therefore, I must give advice to Your Majesty."

Why is there one more thing than yesterday?

Fyodor glanced at Witt obliquely.

It seems that it was Witt's own idea, but he forced Nikola's representative, Qiao Yelan, to bring it up so that he could stay out of it.

"The empire is in financial difficulty right now, with its income not enough to cover its expenditures, all because of excessive military spending. Therefore, the Grand Duke hopes to reduce the size of each army group and reduce the empire's military spending."

"I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on the people and agree to disarm. Your Highness is willing to take the lead and devote himself to this matter!"

disarmament?

There was no expression on Fyodor's face, but the doubts in his heart were growing.

How could Nicholas take the initiative to propose disarmament? Moreover, Qiao Yelan had not mentioned disarmament in his previous discussions with him, and he had no such plan.

After all, I have already obtained the First Army. Wouldn't it be like cutting off one's own leg if I cut off the army now?

"...Uncle, do you have anything else to say?"

"Your Highness the Grand Duke would like to ask His Majesty to grant him a decree. His Excellency Anatoly has reached the age of rank. Can you ask His Majesty to create a new army group number and give it to Anatoly?"

Qiao Yelan simply lowered his head, and didn't even raise it after he finished speaking, just lying there pretending to be dead.

The holes that needed to be dug have been dug, and all the words that needed to be said have been said.

Now just wait for the results.

The emperor had already made up his mind.

It turned out that the organization was being reduced but not the number of people. The people left over from the two armies just happened to become the third army - this was more like Nicholas' style.

Looking back at the issue of disarmament at this point, it becomes even more suspicious.

Nicholas is definitely unwilling to cut back on military forces, otherwise there would be no need to go through so many roundabout ways to keep the troops in his hands, so this is definitely what Witte wants to do.

What does Werther want to do?

Disarmament? Or...

Fyodor's heart sank.

It’s a new compilation!

While disarming, if he gave Nicholas the opportunity to form a new army, then more people would definitely follow suit and ask him for the establishment of a new army. In this way, he could satisfy both the apparent demand for disarmament and the desire to retain the entire army.

So the question is, for the nobles who control the army, doing this would definitely be a waste of time - after all, isn't it enough as long as they don't support disarmament?

But for Witt...

Nicholas said that the entire army should be disarmed, so does that mean the First Army should also be shelved and downsized?

If the emperor wants to ensure the number of troops, does he have to set up a new organization?

But Fyodor knew very well that it would be difficult for his private treasury to support a reduced army, let alone open a new one - but if he didn't open it, wouldn't it be purely his own loss?

Then we must grit our teeth and add a new organization. Then who will pay for and manage this new army group?

Nicholas has been excluded -

So who else could it be other than him, Islam Witt?

Who else could it be!

Qiao Yelan still had his head down, but from the time he finished speaking until now, the emperor neither nodded nor refused, which meant that his goal had been achieved.

He said that he brought the sweetness of power to Fyodor.

And what would the emperor think when Witt tried to intervene and take away this fresh and delicious cake?

How to identify the degree of unity of a team as quickly as possible?

the answer is--

Give them some money and let them divide it among themselves.

Chapter 58 The Art of Language

"Ursus was founded on military power. All the surrounding countries know how powerful our empire's military is. Therefore, even if we reduce our military, they will not dare to attack easily. Moreover, although reducing our military may cause temporary pain, it will benefit the people for generations to come."

Fyodor already had a plan in mind at this time.

Before, he was just proud of the new title of the First Army Group, but now that he has calmed down, he realizes that this is indeed a good idea.

Although Witte certainly had his own ulterior motives, there was no doubt that this proposal could effectively weaken the armies controlled by the nobles and provide a respite for the empire's exhausted economy.

Then, isn't it enough to just agree with the parts that benefit you?

"But the matter of newly creating army numbers should not be done lightly. If the Empire reduces its military forces while creating new army numbers, it will undoubtedly be a case of changing the soup but not the substance. This policy will become a waste of paper, and military commanders at all levels will not be convinced to disband their armies."

As soon as these words were spoken, Witt was certain that this meant that his understanding of the emperor was not wrong, and the other party would definitely be able to see through Nicholas's trick of putting old wine in new bottles.

"However, my uncle has devoted himself to the empire for many years. Now that he has asked me for a favor for his descendants, I cannot completely ignore it. After all, we are all family."

Witt:?

"Since we can't create a new one, then we can pick one from the old numbers and give it to Anatoly. I remember that the Sixth Army has never been rebuilt since its destruction. Let Anatoly serve as the commander of the Sixth Army and start rebuilding it."

"Your Majesty, the Sixth Army is a rebel army. This designation is full of shame. Even the flag was burned. Giving it to Mr. Anatoly is a bit..."

Witt was shocked, and although he didn't show it on his face, he immediately stood up and expressed his "subtle opposition."

As expected, after I blocked the hole, this guy started to get anxious.

The emperor sneered in his heart.

In the past decades, the Ursus Empire had only fought a draw in this war with the Eastern Kingdom, so there is no rebuilt army organization in the empire now, and there are only the First and Sixth.

Now that the First Army is under his command, if the Sixth Army is awarded to Anatoly, there will be no other numbers available.

As for why I gave it to Nicholas - the other party has proved his loyalty. At least he has no intention of dragging his feet on the things that should be handed over, and he has been cooperating with me all along.

So why not take the opportunity to appease him and give Nicholas some reassurance, so that he will stand more firmly on his side instead of going along with the nobles or Witte.

"The Sixth Army is a shameful designation, and Anatoly has just come to his senses and turned back. I think it is most appropriate to have such a person lead the Sixth Army. I look forward to him leading the Sixth Army and regaining the title of [The Emperor's Most Loyal Army]."

"Your Majesty is holy."

Just when Witt wanted to fight for it again, Qiao Yelan said these four words at the right time.

This means that the emperor's reward has been granted, and his majesty's words cannot be easily changed. If Witte still dares to insist at this time, the emperor can even arrest him for disrespect.

"That's it, Qiao Yelanqing, you can just tell my words to the emperor's uncle and Anatoly, and tell them that they don't need to rush to the palace to express their gratitude, but should finish their work first."

"I accept your order. I will take my leave."

Qiao Yelan raised his head, the surprise and joy on his face had not yet completely faded, he looked like he had won the jackpot.

"...Then, I will take my leave as well."

Witt was almost unable to hold it back at this time. He didn't expect that something would go wrong at the stage when he thought it was least likely to go wrong.

"Okay, come, send Lord Qiao Yelan and Lord Witte out of the palace."

The emperor smiled and gave an order, and the waiters came in and led the two out of the palace.

When the palace gates closed, Qiao Yelan was pushed by Ace and stood in front of Witt.