Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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"How can a foreigner like me, who knows no one in this land, obtain intelligence? Naturally, I have to get people to come to me to exchange intelligence, and I have to make sure that no matter how many people want to contribute intelligence, they can't get this opportunity," Ashley said with a hint of smugness. "One hundred taels is the price. The person who wins the bid can sell it privately to someone who needs it for a different price."

Some locals in Guangdong who failed to join the committee, as well as outsiders who were just making a living in Guangdong, and even spies belonging to other forces, all wanted to learn about the committee and Ronan.

This gave Ashley an opportunity.

After Ashley made a few honest deals and established her reputation, people flocked to her to exchange information.

Now, it's no longer just about exchanging information; it has become a platform for insider trading.

In the past, back in the kingdom, the role of political broker and intelligence agent was always done by unofficial staff. There were several very mysterious astrologers in the kingdom whose clients were wealthy merchants and nobles, as well as some small shop owners whose coffee prices were ridiculously high. They were all her people. But now in Seris, Ashley has to take matters into her own hands.

It just so happened that she had taken a liking to opera, so this whole thing came about.

After removing her makeup, Ashley prepared to change her clothes. "I still have to meet a few middlemen. Should we go together, or wait for me?"

Ronan waved his hand, "I don't need it. I'll wait for you here. One hundred taels is for three brews of tea. I've only had one brew. I'll go and drink the other two. I can't waste this money."

The "can't waste" part is obviously a joke; Ashley is actually the real owner behind this theater.

Ashley called over a few girls who were probably only ten years old to go with her.

These little girls are among the most outstanding girls Isabelle and her friends have bought over the years. They have been endowed with extraordinary talents. On the surface, they are apprentices and do odd jobs in the opera troupe, but in reality, they are Ashley's apprentices. Of course, they are not learning to sing opera from Ashley, but learning some necessary rhetoric as intelligence agents.

The rhetoric is enough; they're not undercover agents, they're openly intelligence personnel.

Ashley can't keep doing this job forever; sooner or later someone will have to take over.

Ashley came out not long after.

"How is it?" Ronan asked.

“They’re all here to report things,” Ashley replied. With the committee’s reorganization and expansion imminent, undercurrents were running high. Some people were sending her incriminating information about others through informants, hoping to find out the criteria for joining the committee.

“Ignore them,” Ronan said.

Most incriminating evidence is unreliable; it's best to just look at it. If someone is arrested based solely on such evidence, it becomes espionage politics. Spies are acceptable, but espionage politics is unacceptable. Ronan's principle has always been to arrest people only with solid evidence. The charges don't need to be too serious; as long as they involve security issues enough to warrant arrest and interrogation, that's sufficient. As for digging more information out of the person after arrest, that's all based on their voluntary confession.

“Mm,” Ashley replied.

"How are those children?" Ronan asked again.

Ashley knew what Ronan meant. "Don't worry, from the very beginning, teaching them self-respect and self-love has been a priority."

Ronan and his group did not approve of female spies. They might recruit certain women as peripheral informants, but they would never specifically train such spies.

This isn't about caring for women; it's about how people with self-respect and self-love have firm beliefs and won't be easily tempted by personal gain to the point of betrayal.

"That's good. Let's go eat first," Ronan said to Ashley.

The two arrived at a small eatery and ordered a few dishes, including braised eel with black bean sauce. Eel, also known as river eel, is a type of eel commonly found in Shunde, bred in the sea and raised in rivers. While not cheap in Ronan's original timeline, it was still a staple for the poor in this era, hence its affordability. They also ordered chicken soup, which wasn't particularly good—typical of cheap eateries, requiring a large pot of broth from a single chicken. Finally, they had oyster omelets, another poor man's dish. Of course, "poor man's dish" meant something the poor could afford as a treat; they generally couldn't afford eggs. However, things had improved significantly in recent years. Since Ronan's arrival, agricultural production had increased, creating greater opportunities for aquaculture.

Both of them enjoyed their meal. Ronan always felt that as long as the taste was worth the price, it was fine. This little shop's taste had exceeded its price. Ashley, on the other hand, had a tough childhood and had to fight with others for even black bread.

Nighttime, inside the room.

After dancing, Ashley walked over, wearing thick black pantyhose with silver glitter. The pantyhose themselves were shiny and had shimmering silver powder, making them look like a starry night under the lights. The only word to describe them is "sexy".

Ronan was already aroused while watching the dance; Ashley's powerful and beautiful leg lines during the dance were incredibly arousing.

The two did not start immediately, but instead, while still dressed, they kissed passionately and rubbed against each other, gradually removing each other's clothes as their desire intensified.

Until Ashley was left with only pantyhose, Ronan was completely naked.

“I miss you,” Ashley said to Ronan.

“Me too,” Ronan replied.

"Really?" Ashley asked.

Ronan sat in the chair, holding Ashley. "Of course I have feelings for you, but you understand." After twenty years together, how could there be no feelings?

“That’s enough,” Ashley said happily. “Once things are over here, I want a child.”

“No problem. We can retire after we help restore order here,” Ronan said.

"So early, aren't you afraid they'll back up their cars after we leave?" Ashley asked worriedly.

“Back then, we were too much of an eyesore. As for going backwards, that was unavoidable, but having entered a new era where production and lifestyle have changed, it’s impossible to go back completely,” Ronan said. “Besides, that’s the Seres’ own business.”

No revolution ever succeeds without regression; it's just a matter of degree.

Ashley nodded and reached for the crotch of her pantyhose, but Ronan grabbed her wrist. "Don't tear it. These stockings don't look good when torn."

Some stockings have a unique charm when torn, while others become unsightly once they are no longer a single piece.

“Mmm.” Ashley agreed, reaching into her pantyhose, tearing her underwear, and pulling it out.

After another round of mutual caressing, Ronan pinched her buttocks, signaling her to get up.

Chapter 959 Service, Violent Sex, and a Heart-to-Heart Talk Afterwards

Ronan got up, picked her up, and put her on the bed. Ashley was about to get into position when Ronan said, "No need. Just lie still today, I'll serve you." Ashley had served him too many times; it was time for a change.

Ashley lay there face up, with Ronan beside her, sucking and nibbling at her breasts while using his left hand to absorb the vibrations. Three fingers, through a layer of stockings, probed into her vagina, while his thumb constantly teased and rubbed between her labia.

This level of stimulation wouldn't normally be anything special, but the problem was that Ashley hadn't done it in a long time, not to mention that after Ronan's realm improved, the power of his Holy Son's left hand had become even stronger. Just that alone was enough to arouse her, and her juices quickly overflowed, soaking the crotch of her pantyhose.

After a while, Ashley couldn't help but grab Ronan's left hand and try to move it away, because she was about to climax. If this continued, she would climax before Ronan even penetrated her.

Fortunately, Ronan finally stopped just as she was about to come out, allowing her to catch her breath.

At this moment, Ronan, whose thing was half-erect, picked up her legs and then used her feet to clamp it. Ashley instinctively prepared to move her feet, but Ronan slapped the back of her feet and said, "Didn't I tell you to lie down and not move?"

Soon after, Ronan got an erection. "Turn over and lie down."

Ashley almost laughed. "I always feel like there's not much difference?"

“The difference comes after it’s over,” Ronan replied, giving Ashley a light slap on the thigh as a reminder.

Ashley, who had turned around, quickly felt that thick, long, and hard thing push open her vaginal muscles, which hadn't been stretched open for a long time, and penetrate deep into her cavity, filling it completely.

The long-lost sense of fulfillment has finally arrived.

Ronan, in a near-push-up position, asked, "Fast or slow?"

“Quick,” Ashley replied. She liked speed, especially the kind that was incredibly fast and intense, because it allowed her to temporarily forget everything, even to forget that she was still alone.

After a few thrusts, Ronan became incredibly fast and ferocious, so fast that afterimages appeared, and so fierce that even with the release of magic to reinforce it, the entire bed was shaking violently, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

Ashley's body also swayed violently during these rapid and powerful thrusting motions.

Her cervix had long been opened by this extreme brutality, and because of this invasion, her body was twitching slightly as she was being shaken violently.

Ashley's legs involuntarily bent backward and lifted, her soles pointing upwards, while Ronan grabbed her ankles and continued to thrust forcefully.

“More intensely,” Ashley cried.

Ronan sped up again, until he could barely make out the figures.

Just as she was about to lose her senses, Ronan lowered her legs and pulled out. Ashley hadn't even finished taking a deep breath when she felt a sharp pain in her back door. Ronan then thrust his black stockings and all into her anus.

The sudden attack caused Ashley, who had been moaning softly, to let out a long cry and abruptly open her eyes.

The black stockings that entered along with the huge object caused the anus to sink deeply in, and the folds inside the anus were also flattened by the stockings, bringing an unusual and continuous feeling of tightness.

At the same time, Ronan's hand once again penetrated into the hole, starting a fierce suction and vibration, and her uterus was trembling from the force.

This is practically abuse.

But Ashley showed no sign of stopping.

Until she was completely dazed, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, soaking the crotch of her pantyhose and the area around her thighs, and Ronan finally ejaculated, shooting into her anus through the black stockings.

Ronan pulled it out.

The black stockings with a hole in them slowly bounced back, bringing most of the thick, white fluid back with them. When the stockings returned to their original state, you could see through them the still huge, red hole between her buttocks, which was contracting and unable to close completely.

The pantyhose was soaked through, with a large amount of thick white liquid flowing from between her legs onto the bed sheet, forming a large puddle. The two holes in the pantyhose could not be closed. Her legs, which were originally strong and beautiful, were completely powerless, as if the bones had been removed, and they were limply wrapped in the black stockings.

The images are extremely obscene and violent.

Ashley lay there motionless, her hair disheveled, like someone who had just been tortured. Only the faint, almost imperceptible smile on her lips suggested that she had passed out in bliss.

After a while, Ashley woke up, and Ronan had already brought her a cup of hot tea with lots of sugar, asking, "Are you feeling better now?"

Ashley was taken aback by what she heard.

“I’ve said it before, we have feelings for each other, and of course I can tell you’re not in a good mood,” Ronan said.

Ashley smiled, sat up and took the teacup. "It's not that I'm in a bad mood, I'm just a little lost. You know what happened when I was a kid. As I grew up, to use Seris's words, I just wanted to make something of myself. Now, I've already achieved that so-called status. If I were just an ordinary person, that would be enough. But because of you, I've also become immortal. I'm still a young person, but I don't know what to pursue anymore."

"Sometimes, I envy you, I envy the princess, and Lady Dinya. You are chasing after the unattainable stars in the sky, but I am not."

Ashley's confusion stems from the bewilderment that comes with immortality.

Ronan stroked Ashley's stockings. "There's really no need to worry. Once this is all over, we'll go find Wenjin, sleep for a hundred years, and then come out again. It'll be a completely new world then. And by then, you can join half of a dance troupe, wouldn't that be great?"

Ashley's eyes suddenly lit up; life isn't just about the distant future, but also about the present.

Ronan patted Ashley on the shoulder. "Work hard so that in the future there will be a peaceful world where you can lead a group of girls to perform all over the world, and where many ordinary people can buy tickets to see it."

“Yes, for peace.” Ashley nodded. In the past, she would have absolutely scoffed at the idea of ​​peace, but after twenty years as a secret agent, she believed it.

“Alright, it’s time for the real service.” Ronan suddenly changed the subject.

"Huh?" Ashley looked puzzled.

“As I said before, the real service comes after it’s over,” Ronan explained. “I’ll help you bathe; I’m quite skilled at that.”

The skill of serving others a bath was honed through experience with Ambrina and Dinya. Ambrina preferred Ronan to wash her hair, while Dinya preferred Ronan to massage her feet.

"Really? Then I'll give it a try?" Ashley was very interested.

Nearly an hour later, Ashley finished her shower and lay on the bed with the new sheets. Ronan was massaging her. "Wait, how can you fall asleep like this?"

Ashley didn't answer; she was truly asleep.

After working hard for half a year and not doing it for several months, she had just experienced a burst of excitement and then had a great time relaxing. Both her body and mind were in a very relaxed state, so shortly after Ronan applied essential oils and started massaging her, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In her dream, she was the head of a song and dance troupe.

Chapter 960 White Pantyhose, Studying Law, Torture Instruments Are Also Toys

When Ronan met Gloria, Gloria was reading a book.

She was wearing a short white dress, half-reclining on the couch, holding a book in her hand, her skirt hem lifted high, and her feet, encased in white stockings, resting on a high stool.

Ronan looked inside from a different angle and saw that it was pantyhose.

Golan was reading "The Decrees of David." The so-called "decrees" are the laws, the established rules, while the "decrees" are the new rules established by emperors throughout history.

The section on orders is a jumbled mess, much of it is obsolete, so it's best to skip it. Golan mainly focuses on the section on rules.

The Davidic Law is divided into several major sections, starting with the "Names," which contains fundamental provisions, essentially ancestral laws, with provisions on rebellion listed first. Next is the "Public Law," dealing with various laws related to officials. Following that is the "Household Law," encompassing various civil laws, including corvée labor, land and housing, marriage, agricultural taxes, salt taxes, market transactions, currency, debts, and so on. Next is the "Ceremonial Law," containing legal provisions related to etiquette. Then comes the "Military Law," a series of laws related to military affairs. Following that is the "Construction Law," the law of engineering. Finally, there is the "Criminal Law," a massive work like the "Household Law," though far smaller than Ronan's original timeline, but still extremely comprehensive, covering theft, murder, fighting, insults, insubordination, bribery, adultery, and various miscellaneous matters, as well as litigation, arrest, judgment, and imprisonment.

Golan mainly looked at the Household Law because after the committee was reorganized and expanded, new laws would definitely be enacted, and the relevant laws would need to be greatly revised. The focus would be on the tax law, and many adjustments would need to be made to the original land and house taxes, agricultural taxes, market transactions, currency, debts, and even marriage, which is related to property inheritance.

Simply put, the goal is to create a new civil law, primarily by changing the tax law and establishing new agricultural and commercial laws.

As for the rest, we won't make any major, detailed modifications.

The "Nominal Law" is irrelevant; with the rebellion underway, why bother? The "Personnel Law" is also unimportant; the committee is now a separate entity, essentially a political party, where party discipline precedes the law. The "Ritual Law" has long been disregarded; with Jiangnan as the leading region and Guangdong as a secondary one, these are commercially developed areas, so why bother with rituals? The "Military Law" will be decided by the generals themselves. The "Construction Law" doesn't need changing; it's already quite comprehensive, especially regarding water conservancy projects, where Seris's legal provisions are extremely detailed. The "Criminal Law" should be revised, but not for now, as doing so would challenge Seris's moral bottom line and could potentially cause unrest. A new society needs new morality, which can only be established through a constant stream of controversial cases, which can then be used to legislate and continuously adjust and modify the law.

"How's it going?" Ronan asked.

"It's alright. Seris's laws aren't actually that complicated. Many parts are ambiguous, and I don't know if it's for the convenience of bureaucratic operations, but it's relatively easy to change them now," said Golan. Although she hadn't delved too deeply into it, she had already grasped the basic structure of Seris's laws.

“We’ll still need you as the chief prosecutor to deal with certain people,” Ronan said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely act in accordance with the law," Golan said, then asked, "Is the new law ready?"

“Of course, I’ve been writing it since I came to Foshan, but I won’t release it when the time comes. The new law will naturally be discussed by all the committee members,” Ronan said. “If it weren’t for that, they wouldn’t have agreed to establish an institution like the Procuratorate.”

Golan put down a volume and said, "Heh, they can't outmaneuver you in the legal game anyway. The laws they think are in their favor might not be so in the end."

Weren't the series of new laws introduced by the Kingdom of Phos back then jointly agreed upon by various ministers, noble representatives, and high-ranking members of the church? In the end, how many high-ranking officials, nobles, and even priests died under these new laws?

Ultimately, how can you expect someone who doesn't take the law seriously for years and thinks they are a legal person to understand the law?

They can only take a broad, superficial look and then choose to support some legislative proposals that they think are very beneficial to themselves, completely failing to see that some detailed rules, once strictly enforced, are actually aimed at killing them.

Moreover, such murderous intent can resurface repeatedly through one controversial case after another.

Later on, all the important figures in the Kingdom of Fas had private lawyers and professional legal advisors, who were naturally used to exploit legal loopholes and distort the truth.

But the fact that powerful figures are willing to exploit legal loopholes rather than outright disregard the law is already a significant step forward.

This is exactly the effect Ronan wants to achieve. He's even prepared a double act to teach these people how to exploit legal loopholes. As for those who don't take the law seriously, they'll be used as examples.