Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Andrea is not someone who likes to procrastinate. On the first day he was stationed in Anarchis, under Fandral's explanation, he successively invited officials at all levels in the capital city to ask questions one by one.

Accustomed to Tyrande's slow management, Andrea's unannounced inspection made these officials feel a little uncomfortable. Without preparation, most of the answers to questions were hemmed and hawed.

This kind of official who didn't even understand his own job made Andrea frowned deeply.

"Who are the people Tyrande employs... only looking at loyalty and not ability?"

After the first day of investigation was over, Andrea grinned wryly and complained softly in her temporary room.

Shandris stood behind her boyfriend and thoughtfully massaged his head. She also said helplessly, "There is no way to do this. Because of the ability, the distrust attitude of all walks of life in Anakis towards the mentor is very obvious."

"She can only place people she trusts in various important departments, so as to ensure that her orders can reach the bottom from top to bottom."

"Oh~"

Andrea sneered, "Government methods are in a mess, but political struggles are pretty smooth, and the talent tree is obviously a bit crooked."

Having been with Andrea for many years, Shandris has long been accustomed to the occasional slang words that come out of her boyfriend's mouth. If she doesn't understand, she doesn't bother to ask one by one, as long as she knows the meaning.

Andrea lowered his head and pondered. Although the reasons were different, the situation he was facing now was very similar to that of Tyrande back then.

In order to ensure that the order is prohibited, he must deploy his own staff in various important departments.

However, the one-time appointment and removal of a large number of important officials without reason will inevitably lead to social turmoil. This process can only be considered in the long run, starting with the most important departments and slowly replacing them.

In terms of military power, Shandris is there, and Andrea is not worried about it at all.

The torture system is Maiev's area of ​​responsibility. Although I can't guarantee that the hot-tempered elder sister will obey her orders, as long as she grasps her character and follows her hair, Andrea is still sure that she can control this horse. hot horse.

When it comes to internal affairs, the first thing that needs to be controlled is undoubtedly finances, which are related to the purses of the rulers.

Although the Minister of Finance appointed by Tyrande is not a good-for-nothing, he is definitely not a minister capable of governing the world.

"Plissim."

"exist."

Shandris frowned, and looked at the hooded woman who suddenly half-kneeled in front of Andrea in surprise.

Andrea didn't care about the presence of Shandris, and ordered bluntly, "Check the finance minister, Hammond, and find out how many outhouses he keeps and where he urinates. , Try to find out all his black material."

"yes."

After Prism disappeared without a sound again, Shandris poked Andrea on the back of the head angrily.

"Is this description necessary? Vulgar."

Andrea smiled and said, "Just kidding, don't you think Prism has no objections?"

"correct."

Speaking of which, Shandris suddenly straightened her face and asked, "When did Prism come here? I can't feel her trace at all now, and I've made progress?"

"Ok."

Andrea slanted her body, leaning comfortably on Shandris's soft yet elastic thigh.

"I only found out recently, it should be within these 1,000 years."

"Actually, her strength has long been stuck on the brink of a breakthrough, but she has been unable to cross that hurdle because of mentality problems before. Being able to break through the bottleneck... means that she has let go of the past, which is a good thing."

"Let's save the business until tomorrow, it's getting late."

Seeing the meaningful smile on Andrea's face, Shandris raised her chin without any shyness.

"Hmph! This time, I must let you know how powerful I am. I don't believe that I always beg for mercy every time."

...you know the omitted part...

After a pleasant night, when Andrea came to the government affairs hall of the Great Moon Temple refreshed, the materials Prisim investigated overnight were already on his desk.

"Still so efficient."

Looking through the sorted and summarized materials, most of the mistakes Hammond made were almost unavoidable mistakes of all officials. Using these reasons to dismiss him may not be convincing to the public.

Fortunately, Prism found a breakthrough in these seemingly ordinary materials, and she specially drew a striking red line under this criminal evidence.

...

Hammond has been in the finance department for nearly 2,000 years, but he was not the incompetent people who first airborne in Tyrande, but slowly climbed up with his own ability and loyalty.

Quite satisfactory, the word that best describes Hammond.

He does not seek merit but seeks no faults. This mentality has allowed him to hold the position of Minister of Finance for more than 1,000 years.

If Hammond is not Tyrande's confidant, Andrea can continue to tolerate him for a while. After all, compared with other useless ministers, Hammond still has some real skills.

But the position of Minister of Finance is too important, and Andrea dare not use it to bet on Hammond's position and attitude, so he can only take the stable Minister of Finance first.

"Crack~"

Throwing the materials compiled by Priscim in front of Hammond, Andrea nodded to the materials with her chin.

"See for yourself, think for yourself, I believe you are a smart person."

Hammond has long blue-purple hair. He combs his hair into a neat ponytail and drags it behind his head. The beard on his face is also very neatly trimmed. With his slightly melancholy expression now, he looks quite artistic breath.

When he was called by the new consul, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He picked up the materials on the table and read them. When he saw the one with a red line, his hand holding the materials suddenly trembled violently.

Andrea looked at Hammond, whose face turned pale, with a half-smile and asked, "Minister Hammond, I have always believed in one sentence-self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace."

"You have achieved self-cultivation and governance, but this Qi family..."

A bitter smile appeared on Hammond's face, "...Lord Moon Shadow, it is indeed my personal moral fault. I will hand in my resignation within today."

Andrea crossed her hands on the table, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very well, I like smart people who know things."

"Since you take the initiative to set an example, I will not kill them all."

Pointing to the materials in Hammond's hand, Andrea smiled and said, "Take these materials back, and what to do with them later... You should have an idea, right?"

"Yes, thank you for your tolerance."

Years of hard work went to waste, and Hammond looked a little sad, but there was a tinge of happiness mixed with this sadness.

Hammond, who turned to leave, clenched the document in his hand tightly, and the line marked with a red line was wrinkled by him, facing Andrea's direction.

"...In order to satisfy the luxury life, his wife Susan has a close cooperation relationship with Charlie, a wealthy businessman who has been executed by Maiev Shadowsong's warden, and proposes execution!"