Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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After finishing the business, Ambrina immediately reverted to her lively little girl self. "Let's go back for dinner. Tonight we'll go to the small theater to see a play. It's the first performance of my novel, 'The Princess's Rule.'"

“Wait, isn’t it ‘The Beggar Prince’?” Ronan exclaimed in surprise.

“Lucien doesn’t have the makings of a protagonist; he can’t generate any conflict at all. It’s Ina, that brat, who’s more suited to be the protagonist,” Ambrina said.

That sounds like the point.

“Well, but how can you impersonate magic?” Ronan asked another question.

Ambrina chuckled, "I created a special world where people can cultivate exceptionally powerful martial arts and possess a supernatural ability called 'Oath'."

"Wow, that's awesome, my An." Ronan quickly flattered his wife.

“Of course, it’s just that I’m embarrassed, otherwise I would have been crowned the kingdom’s number one playwright long ago.” Ambrina said proudly. “That girl, Isabel, always writes negative things to satirize the country. It’s only because she’s my sister that I would have sent her to the education center long ago to teach her what patriotism and gratitude are.”

Isabelle loves to compete with her older sister, and Ambrina, the older sister, also loves to compare herself with her younger sister.

Chapter 472 Changes, Conflicts, A Dream of Ten Years Ago

The second round of elections concluded in mid-December.

Diniya won and became the new prime minister, but he will not officially take office until next year after the handover is completed. At that time, Diniya will be thirty-eight years old and will become the youngest prime minister in the history of the Golden Eagle Dynasty.

However, if the previous dynasty is also taken into account, she is not considered young. In the feudal era, where the ruling class was entirely composed of nobles, children in their teens inherited the throne, and there were prime ministers and regents in their thirties.

But one thing is certain: she was a breakthrough. She was the first female prime minister, a first in the entire Western Continent.

Before Dinia officially took over, drastic changes began in the organization and personnel.

The original Ministry of Commerce was split up and became a new Ministry of Commerce and Ministry of Industry.

The Territory Management Department was abolished, local personnel were incorporated into the local police force, and the central command was incorporated into the Ministry of the Interior.

The Ministry of Agriculture's supervisory and management authority over farmers' associations, and the former Ministry of Commerce's supervisory and management authority over trade unions, were transferred to the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

The Transport and Postal Service was separated from the Ministry of the Interior to form a new Ministry of Transport.

A new Ministry of Education will be added.

Overall, there is one less department and three more departments.

In addition, since the new prime minister can replace three ministers according to established practice, Diniya now holds six ministerial positions.

From this perspective, she is the prime minister with the most political leverage since the civil service system was fully established a hundred years ago.

The six ministers were hoping that a whole host of high-ranking, experienced officials would go crazy.

But Dinya was quite difficult to deal with. First, she was an orphan, so there was no way to persuade her indirectly through relatives. Second, she was single and childless, so the classic approach of arranging things for children was useless. To make matters worse, she was not greedy and didn't even have any hobbies that required spending money.

Dinah's residence is the second smallest among all the prime ministers, the first being that of the previous prime minister, Alexander.

Thinking about this, a group of bureaucrats wanted to curse. How could two prime ministers in a row be honest officials? How could this be so unbearable?

Officials are living in misery; that's the case.

Finally, everyone made up their minds and gave up the idea of ​​finding Dinia.

To get a ministerial position, you'd have to ask "Vice-King" Ronan, Lord Ronan.

However, to the officials' dismay, at this crucial moment, Lord Luo actually went skiing in the eastern mountains with his incompetent wife and children.

They said they would only return after the New Year.

That's it, we have no choice but to go find Dinia.

Fortunately, while Dinia wasn't greedy, she wasn't exactly frugal either. Like other noblewomen, she would buy jewelry, perfume, cosmetics, clothes, shoes, and bags, but she wouldn't buy anything too extravagant. With her salary, she couldn't afford anything too luxurious.

Besides that, there's only alcohol. Dinia loves to drink and also enjoys collecting alcohol.

Quite "coincidentally," Ashley was turning thirty at this time, and it was her first birthday party. This birthday party was already very attractive because of Ashley's special status.

The late king's illegitimate daughter is nothing special, nor is Ronan's lover particularly special; what is truly special is that she is both a "hotel owner" and a "school principal."

More importantly, Dinya will also be attending her birthday party.

Of course, I must participate.

Bring along a bottle of fine wine and chat with Ms. Dinia about "wine culture".

Unbeknownst to these officials, Ronan and Ambrina had already decided on the ministerial candidate, and none of the candidates were Dinia's preferred choice.

The people Dinia favors are all very capable. Although they live a rather extravagant lifestyle, there are very few people in the central government who don't live extravagantly. Moreover, the people she chose are all people who only accept bribes, don't embezzle, have poor interpersonal relationships among their colleagues, but never neglect their official duties.

The people Ronan chose were typical old bureaucrats. They were greedy, though not much, but they did nothing. They hadn't retired yet, but they lived like they were already retired.

Ronan's reasoning was that he wanted to promote a group of bold and ruthless people to the central government as middle-level managers, so that the current ministers would become mere figureheads, and these new people would carry out further reforms.

If any problems arise, just arrest them and send them to the guillotine.

"The damage that people with only political achievements in their minds do to the country won't disappear just because they lose their heads." These are Dinia's words.

"Does reform involve growing pains? If the people don't bear the pain, should the country bear it?" This was Ronan's answer.

“Is this labor pains? This is a side effect,” Dinia retorted.

"Then I'll be frank. I haven't thought that far ahead. I just want to develop to the limit to prepare for the war that will sweep across the entire western continent in the future."

The two had a big argument about this, but couldn't reach a conclusion.

Before Ambrina left the capital, Dinia went to Ambrina and explained the situation to her.

However, Ambrina pretended to be confused, saying, "You're the one talking to me about this, I don't understand. There's a new dessert in the kitchen, would you like some? Don't be so angry. If you're really angry, I'll give you my husband for a few days so you can vent your anger."

Dinia grew anxious and offered a few words of "advice".

Ambrina immediately got up and left, saying that the child was crying and she had to take care of him, ignoring Dinia completely.

The following day, Ambrina announced that she would be going skiing in the East with Ronan, their son and daughter, and to celebrate the New Year.

After the banquet, Dinia returned home with Agustina and Elena, as well as Camille, who was to continue serving as Dinia's private secretary.

“Tina, I’m practically being sidelined before I’ve even taken office as prime minister,” Dinia said to Agustina beside her, her empty wine glass cracked from gripping it so tightly. “Ronan is just as arrogant as he was back in New Sea City.”

Back in New Sea City, when Dinia was mayor and Ronan was secretary-general, Ronan would always say "Yes, Madam Mayor" and then do what she asked according to his own understanding. Sometimes Dinia wished she could tear him apart.

“Commander, it’s not that serious,” Agustina reassured her. “In the colony and in the Ministry of the Interior, your main job was to do things. But back in New Sea City, and now as Prime Minister, being an official is the main thing. Ronan just made some adjustments based on your situation.”

Elena took the broken wine glass from Dinia, brought over a new one, poured wine for all three of them, and said, "Besides, Dinia, you don't need to worry so much. Young Master has already reached his limit. His level isn't much higher than it was ten years ago. You're different now. You're much stronger than you were ten years ago. Don't be afraid of him."

Camille remained silent.

Because she understood that although Dinia spoke ill of Ronan, her relationship with him was still extraordinary. Agustina and Elena could talk to him because they were both Ronan's lovers and were trusted, but she couldn't; she hadn't truly integrated into this small group.

This small group that controlled the country consisted of Ronan, his wife, and their lovers.

Camille looked at her face reflected in the wine glass, then looked down at her chest. Compared to them, she looked like an ordinary passerby.

I couldn't help but feel secretly sad.

Chapter 473 Vacation, Mother and Daughter Showdown, I Know What You're Up To

In late December, Ronan and his family, including Ambrina, arrived in the East.

On this day, in the snow, Ambrina's polar bear fur coat was set aside. She wore a beige-colored calico wool sweater, a white fine-knit long skirt, white wool-blend tights, and deerskin snow boots. She looked so cute and cuddly that you wanted to hug her and give her a bite.

Ronan didn't hug her; instead, he pounced on her and knocked her down in the snow, like a big bad wolf pouncing on a little white rabbit.

the other side.

Having taken off her bulky coat, Ina was skiing on a snow-covered slope. Although her movements were clumsy and she was quite unskilled, she kept yelling and shouting as she skied, making her sound like a seasoned skier.

Baron Berthe, who was invited to be the coach, was on tenterhooks, fearing that the princess would start a snowballing attack at any moment.

The Ministry of the Interior personnel standing nearby showed no sign of nervousness, and the accompanying attendants were even more expressionless and unusually calm. What was this? Her Highness had even performed a jump off a building when she was three years old.

Meanwhile, little Lucien was reading a book alone in front of the fireplace in the room.

He just didn't understand. What's so fun about skiing? It's childish, not just a little bit childish.

Why isn't his sister Lily?

Lily really enjoys reading.

Meanwhile, in the capital city in the north of the kingdom, Ronan's other child, whom Lucien was talking about, nicknamed Lily, Astrid, was not reading a book but playing happily.

Of course, her way of playing is a little different; she plays one-on-one with her mom.

Astrid is undoubtedly a genius among geniuses. At the age of six, she is already a full-rank mage. Unlike Lucien, who was born with it, and unlike Ina, who awakened it later, she has taken one step at a time, from knowing nothing about magic to becoming a full-rank elemental mage.

The normal path is like this: around six or seven years old, one suddenly feels an unusual ability to release magic, then goes for testing to determine their talent, and then enrolls in a school or hires a private tutor to learn the seven fundamentals, becoming a novice mage. Once they master the seven fundamentals, those who are a little more talented will be around sixteen or seventeen years old at this point. This is how Agustina did it. She then completed the sacrifice and became a full-rank elemental mage.

Astrid was different; she started by reading books for fun, and gradually learned magic. Then she began to consult her godmother, Agustina.

At the age of six, he is already a full-rank elemental mage, breaking the age record for elemental mages. The youngest elemental mage on record is twelve years old.

To be an elemental mage, one must first be able to read books. How could a normal person, at three or four years old, possibly understand a magic tutorial that requires both logical thinking and intuitive understanding?

But Astrid, that oddball, is capable.

"I surrender."

On the practice field, Astrid raised her hands.

Elena put down the two wooden swords she was holding. "Lily, you're not hurt, why are you giving up?"

Astrid replied, "I've used all the moves I can; there's no point in continuing."

"Can't you try a little harder?" Elena asked.

Astrid put the small warhammer back into its sheath. "My dear mother, effort is only possible if there is a correct path. Otherwise, it is just an inefficient struggle. At this moment, I no longer have a path to defeat you. No matter how hard I try, it is a waste of time."

Elena shook her head. "You're just like your godmother."

That's how Agustina is. Most of the time, she's like a hibernating python, incredibly lazy, only striking when the opportunity arises, and once she's wrapped around someone, she'll never let go.

“I think I’m more like Father, because I didn’t wait for opportunities, but constantly created them with my mind. It’s just that Mother, you used your strength to defeat all the ways I could think of to win.” Astrid put the warhammer on the shelf. “I can only admit that you are stronger now.”

Elena tossed the wooden sword onto the shelf, walked over, and pinched Astrid's chubby cheeks like dough. "You brat, what do you mean by 'now' and 'later'?"

Astrid slapped Elena's wrist repeatedly. After Elena let go, Astrid pouted and began to analyze, "Impossible. In terms of special abilities, my potential is above yours. In terms of magic, I am a four-element mage with no weaknesses in offense and defense, while your magic is just a healer. It was inevitable that I would beat you."

Elena rubbed her temples. "No wonder you're your father's daughter, you're quick-witted."

“He does have some knowledge in magical theory, but he’s pretty bad at combat. In a real fight, all he does is cower and sneak up. Sooner or later, he’ll be my defeated opponent.” Astrid got excited when she talked about her father, Ronan. “Not only that, I’m going to surpass him in magical theory.”

"Yes, yes, yes, our Lily will be the most amazing in the future." Elena didn't know what else to say.

Astrid waved her hand, then, with her precocious wisdom, began to sigh, "Not necessarily. Aunt Dinia is just too strong. Although her theoretical knowledge is pretty poor, her strength is simply despair-inducing."

When Dinia was mentioned, Elena fell silent for a moment.

It's not that I'm worried about anything, but I'm secretly looking forward to it. When Ronan arrives and Dinia officially takes office, the Prime Minister and his secretary are probably going to spark some new ideas.

Ten years ago it was "Yes, Madam Mayor," and ten years later it's "Yes, Madam Prime Minister." No matter how you look at it, a good show is definitely in the works.

Just then, Astrid suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Godmother, Aunt Dinia!"

Elena turned her head and saw Dinia and Agustina walking towards her.

Elena looked at Agustina, "Weren't you going to arrange the children's schooling?"

“It’s all taken care of,” Agustina replied.

Her and Ronan's child is of school age.

As a mother, Agustina naturally had to make arrangements. She planned to hire a private tutor first, and when her son was two years older, if he had magical talent, she would send him to a magic school; if not, she would find a way to get him one.

As her and Ronan's son, he couldn't possibly live a normal life, so he had to be at least a magician.

Dinia took out a box and handed it to Astrid, "A New Year's gift, Lily."

Just as Lily was about to open it in front of everyone, Elena patted her daughter on the back and said, "Go play over there by yourself. We have important business to discuss here."

“I know you’re plotting against Dad,” Astrid said, as if she knew everything.

Elena asked her daughter, "Then why are we targeting your father?"

“Because Daddy made Aunt Dinia angry,” Astrid replied.

Agustina chuckled. "Do you know that your father deliberately gave us the opportunity to plot something?"

"Huh?" Astrid was dumbfounded.

Dinia couldn't help but call out, "You two, that's enough."

“No, can’t I even play with my daughter?” Elena said.

"Commander, are you jealous?" Agustina deliberately stirred up trouble.