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To put it bluntly, it is a lord who has the power of life and death over the people under his command and can do whatever he wants.

But in fact, it's just a village head in the countryside, and there are only a few hundred people in the whole village.

This kind of lord, no matter how inappropriate, might as well stay in the imperial capital.

As for the territory, just name it.

Nero nodded slightly, turned to look at little Agrippina, said with a smile:

"Queen, do you still think he is not worthy of being a nobleman?"

"Well... As far as talent is concerned, there is nothing wrong with it. However, your actions were too hasty. It is also because of this that you have been attracting criticism recently."

"Queen, who told you the words 'I burned Rome to rebuild the palace'?"

"Don't worry about that person... I will deal with it."

"That's it, then please. Also, thank you."

Little Agrippina was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Don't worry, no matter when, I will be your mother."

After seeing her off, Nero looked at Shirou excitedly, and whispered:

"Does Qing know? The queen mother has always treated Yu as a child, and she hasn't praised Yu too much for a long time."

"Uh... did she praise you just now?" Shirou looked surprised, and unconsciously began to recall everything he said just now.

"Hmph... Didn't the Queen Mother speak highly of Qing just now? Her praise of Qing is equivalent to her praise of Yu."

"I see."

Shirou couldn't help but laugh, it's not wrong to say that, it's barely a compliment for your good vision.

According to history books, her mother was a woman with a strong desire for power.

However, just now, it seems that it is just a mother who is very worried about her daughter.

Of course, there is no comment on her personality.

After all, as a woman, she always had to use some means to support her daughter to the throne.

Chapter 170: This Doesn't Match My Painting Style

Chapter 179 Chapter 170 Eight This Doesn't Match My Style

In the next few days, Shirou put forward many useful suggestions in terms of searching for rebels and appeasing the hearts of the people, which stabilized the city of Rome extremely quickly.

However, because of this, Shirou began to be regarded as an important counselor by Nero, and he would be asked for his opinion on everything big and small.

"Your suggestion of building a public toilet is very good, and Yu has already arranged it. However, the tap water that Qing mentioned is still difficult to achieve for the time being."

"There is no need to worry about this. I have been collecting information for the past two days and found a strange policy. The city hall randomly distributes bread, clothes, livestock, houses and other things to the people as gifts every day."

"Hee hee... This is a good deed that Yu has been thinking about for a long time. Aren't there many poor people in China? This approach should be able to help them to a certain extent."

"Did you come up with it? It is indeed a good deed, but this approach cannot fundamentally solve the problem."

Seeing that Nero's expression became a little subtle, as if he was on the verge of getting angry, Shirou couldn't help but smile.

That's right, the policy that I worked so hard to come up with is said to be useless, so I can't be happy about it.

"Have you heard the story that teaching a man how to fish is worse than giving him a fish? To help others, it is better to teach them how to fish than to give them fish."

"Hey...?" Nero was slightly taken aback, thinking seriously.

It seems reasonable!

Why have I never heard of such a story?

"Since Qing said so, there must be a better way, right?"

Shirou nodded slightly, and said without thinking:

"Of course! My solution is to use work as relief. Aren't I building a large number of public toilets now? It just happens to use this to hire workers..."

"In addition, with public toilets, in order to maintain the sanitation of the streets, special cleaners must be hired. Decent people may not be willing to do such a job. But those poor families will certainly not be picky."

"In short, it is to find ways to increase jobs so as to achieve the purpose of relief for the poor."

"Compared to getting something for nothing, this approach will neither create laziness nor financial burden. It can be described as a win-win result."

Nero suddenly puffed up his cheeks and looked at Shirou with great dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?" Shirou asked suspiciously.

"No, Yu is just a little unhappy. It is such a simple matter, but Yu has never thought of it."

"Well... my things are yours, and if I think about it, doesn't it mean that you have thought about it?"

"That's right, then Yu is welcome. Qing's wisdom belongs to Yu."

"Take it, it's yours."

……

That night, the white mist space.

After shaking hands and sharing memories, Roma Shirou couldn't help but sighed softly and complained:

"I was responsible for military force, but Nero took it for intellectual responsibility. What's the matter?"

"Isn't that good?" Tianlong Shilang said with a smile.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that I often feel that my brain is not enough."

Thinking of the past few days, Roma Shirou sighed again.

Every time Nero asked about politics, he had to rack his brains for a long time, for fear of saying the wrong thing, which would harm Rome and many people.

"I'm sorry, I'm not the kind of person who likes to use my brain, and this doesn't match my style of painting."

"The role of a counselor like Lufan Lunjin is really not suitable. I still prefer the role of a reckless man who holds a knife and cuts from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road."

"Haha..." Asami Shiro suddenly burst out laughing, "I really like the role of a strategist! In fact, what I yearn for the most is to go back to the era of successive wars, and then sit on a unicycle and command thousands of troops to fight .”

"I'm just the opposite!" Roman Shilang said again, "I hate troublesome things. If there is a war, I would like to be at the forefront of the team and stand up to thousands."

"This is Edris, not you!" Slime Shilang complained.

"No, this is me. As far as Idris is concerned, he runs too fast. After he kills the enemy army by himself, his subordinates may still be on the way."

"That's right, haha..."

Idris looked at the few people speechlessly, and couldn't help but argue for himself:

"How can it be so exaggerated? When fighting, I will more or less look at the atmosphere and march with everyone."

"But when it comes to fighting, one person always rushes upwards." Roman Shilang complained.

"Isn't this a matter of course? Otherwise, wouldn't the prey be snatched away?" Edris said without thinking.

……

Food Halberd World.

"Fate...it's amazing."

In the early morning, Sakurai Shiro was thinking about the Roman Empire while eating the breakfast prepared by Erina.

With the help of his other self, Nero managed to avoid the great historical event of the Great Fire of Rome.

Moreover, he was appointed as a military adviser and his opinions were often listened to.

If this persists, it won't take long for history to change drastically.

That is to say, she has got rid of her own fate of premature death.

In the future, he will definitely become a wise king.

So, what about this side of the world?

The fate of Nakieji is to become a stepping stone for her daughter to get rid of her heart disease after seizing Yuanyue. After doing a series of evil things, she cleans up again and returns to Nakie's family.

Not long ago, Nakiriji came here to ask his opinion, in order to test his own attitude towards his capture of Yuanyue.

After knowing that he would ignore it, he left happily.

But unfortunately, on that day, he met his daughter Erina here, and her daughter knew about the plot before it succeeded.

However, some things simply cannot be prevented by knowing in advance.

With the method of cutting thistle, it is impossible to fall before the opening.

So, what is he going to do?

Shirou glanced at Erina at the table, thinking with interest.

"Erina, there seems to be a residential training activity at Yuanyue, do you want to participate?"

"On the last day, I'll show up a little bit. Before that, forget it, don't go."

Nakiri Erina looked up at Shirou, pondered for a few seconds, and asked hesitantly:

"That day, Yuanyue will invite relevant personnel and their families to have dinner. That is not only a thank you to them, but also an assessment of the students. Do you want to go with me that day?"

"Oh……?"

Intuition told Shirou that Ji Nakiri would definitely choose that day to act.

Now that the plan was exposed and had to be brought forward, it was the most favorable time for him.

"Didn't it mean that only relevant personnel can go?"

"Well...you are my boss, so naturally you are also a related person."

"In this case, let's join in the fun."

I don't know what kind of good show Nakiriji will put on, it's really exciting.

Chapter 170 IX The Enemy of Life

Chapter 180 Chapter 170 Chapter [-] The Enemy of Life

This day is the last day of residential training at Totsuki Academy, and according to the agreement a few days ago, Shirou will be invited as a special guest of Nakiri Erina.

Since the early morning, Erina has always been smiling, and seems to be in a good mood.

The evidence is that when Shirou passed by the kitchen, he heard her humming while preparing breakfast.

at breakfast.

"Did anything good happen to you, Erina."

"Hmmm...it's nothing...well, I met some happy things, right?"

Erina was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled a little.

"As the saying goes, happiness is to be shared with others."

"I have never heard of this sentence at all! Besides, how could I tell you?"

While speaking, the phone rang suddenly.

Shirou glanced at the screen of the phone, and found that it was obviously Itou Nakiri, and subconsciously looked at Erina.

"What's wrong? Answer the phone, why are you looking at me suddenly?" Erina asked in surprise.

"It has something to do with you a little bit."

Shirou pressed answer and speakerphone one after another, and the next moment, the sound of cutting thistle rang out in the restaurant.

"Hi, Mr. Sakurai, I'm Jiji Nakiri. I'm sorry to bother you by calling."

"What's the matter, tell me?"

"Actually, I shouldn't have made this call, but the little girl Erina is by your side. So, I think you will be somewhat interested in what I'm going to say next."

Hearing her father's voice, the smile on Nakiri Erina's face disappeared instantly, and a gloomy atmosphere emanated from her body.

"Oh...? Let's hear it." Shirou chuckled.

"Today, I will acquire the ownership of Yuanyue. After that, I will hold a banquet in the name of the commander-in-chief Yuanyue. I hope that Mr. Sakurai can appreciate the honor and be a witness to Yuanyue's change of owner."