The next day at the court meeting, all the officials kowtowed.
"All the gentlemen, please stand up!" Song Yan, who was wearing a black dragon robe, sat high on the dragon chair and raised his hands to support him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." All the officials thanked him in unison.
The empire was just established, and everything was waiting to be done, so there were a lot of things going on. Therefore, the court meeting lasted for more than three hours before it ended.
However, several important matters were also approved at today's court meeting.
First, establishing household registration, in real-world terms, means establishing household registration files and issuing ID cards to the people of the empire. With household registration and ID cards, the empire can better manage the people of the world.
Second, build schools. As the saying goes, education should start from childhood. Only by instilling loyalty and patriotism into children can the empire last for a long time.
Song Yan had a hunch that if these two things were done well, the national power and dominance of the Dawu Empire would be greatly improved and stabilized. Naturally, the power of luck in his body would also expand.
Although the power of luck is the power given to him by the blessing of this world, it is undeniable that this power of luck is really powerful, comparable to the God of War.
If he is allowed to practice with peace of mind, he may not be able to reach the realm of the God of War even if he practices for another hundred years.
To destroy the two demon clans, force is indispensable, so Song Yan could only choose the path of strengthening the power of luck.
In addition to establishing household registration and building schools, Song Yan also proposed to vigorously develop agricultural business and established a new department-Tiangongyuan.
In terms of strength, the human race is inferior to the monster race and demon race, so to defeat them, force alone is not enough. Therefore, Song Yan thought of developing science and producing a batch of high-tech weapons.
At present, the Tiangong Institute was first built, and there were only a dozen or so people there. Song Yan directly wrote out the formula of black powder and the method of making grenades, and gave it to them to study.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Under the auspices of the cabinet, household registration filing and school building were proceeding in an orderly manner. After a few days, household registration filing in Shengjing and nine sub-cities had been completed.
Today, the total population of the Holy Capital City is more than 110 million, and the total number of people in the nine sub-cities has reached 100 million.
I have to say, this is a very scary number.
The construction of schools is slower. Currently, only ten primary schools have been built in the Holy Capital City. All children between the ages of five and twelve can attend school for free.
The establishment of household registration documents and the construction of schools have achieved preliminary results. Accordingly, Song Yan felt that the power of luck in his body had increased a bit. In other words, the guess that increasing national power means increasing luck is correct and feasible.
"Your Majesty, there is a man outside the palace who calls himself your father and wants to see you!"
A female officer came to report.
Yes, they were female officials, not eunuchs. Song Yan did not want to create a profession like eunuchs in this world, so all the errands in the palace were maids.
Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but be startled. He turned on his clairvoyance powers and looked outside the palace gate. Sure enough, he saw the dusty Huangshan Mountain.
With a flash of figure, Song Yan directly used the Great Teleportation Technique to arrive outside the palace gate.
"See Your Majesty!"
All the guards knelt down and saluted.
"No need to be polite, just get up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan walked up to Huangshan with a smile and bowed: "My child, Huang Liang, has seen his father!"
Looking at Song Yan, who was wearing a dragon robe and bearing a majestic appearance, Huangshan felt inexplicable.
A quarter of an hour later, the inner courtyard of the palace.
"Dad, why didn't mom come with you?" Song Yan asked.
"Why."
Huang Shan sighed heavily: "Your mother also wants to come with my father, but your great master doesn't allow it!"
"Grandmaster Tai is not allowed?"
Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, but an inexplicable crisis arose in his heart.
He said calmly: "By the way, Dad, now that your son is the emperor of a country, you don't have to sit on Wangfeng anymore. It's better to stay here and enjoy happiness. As for mother, I will send someone to give her to her." Get it together!"
"I'm afraid I can't." Huangshan shook his head.
"Why?" Song Yan asked.
Huangshan looked embarrassed and said: "My father came here on the orders of your great master to persuade you to disband the empire!"
"What? Disband the empire?" Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help being shocked, and then asked with a sneer: "Why did the Grand Master do this?"
Speaking of this, Song Yan thought that when he was offering sacrifices to the sky, the projection of the Misty God of War also asked him to disband the empire.
One Martial God does this, and two Martial Gods do the same
What is it for
Wouldn't it be nice to have a powerful human race
Huangshan's expression became even more embarrassing: "Your Taishizu said that forming an empire would arouse the taboos of the demon and demon tribes and bring disaster to our human race!"
"hehe!"
Hearing such remarks, Song Yan couldn't help but laugh. If he hadn't been concerned about Huangshan's face, he would have just said some bullshit. In the past, there were many sects of the human race. Although there were military aircraft camps, they were still in disarray.
Now, Song Yan formed the empire with the intention of integrating the power of the human race step by step. Only when he is strong can he not be afraid of foreign enemies.
And the translated meaning of the myth of Zuowangwu is: You can't be too strong, otherwise the enemy will be jealous of you, and then they will attack you. Therefore, in order not to be attacked by the enemy, you have to cut off your own hands and feet. So that the enemy can feel at ease!
If Martial Saint Zuowang dared to say that to his face, Song Yan would definitely dare to spit on his face.
The next moment, Song Yan looked at Huangshan: "Father, what do you think?"
For a moment, Huangshan fell into a tangle, and after a long while he said: "Actually, my father does not agree with the master's statement, but he is the master after all, and the master's orders cannot be violated, so I can only follow his orders to persuade you. , Master promised that if you are willing to disband the empire, he can accept you as his disciple!"
"hehe!"
Song Yan smiled again, and his opinion of Zuowang Martial God became a little worse. Damn it, you asked my father to persuade me to disband the empire. Didn't you plan to make our father and son fall out, and you also accepted me as your disciple?
Are you curious about it
Song Yan took a deep breath and said to Huang Shan: "Dad, let me tell you the truth! What I pursue in forming the empire is not for rights and enjoyment, but to lead the human race to completely eradicate the demons and monsters. Therefore, The empire must never be disbanded, but I will make it stronger and stronger!"
Huang Shan didn't seem surprised by Song Yan's answer, but he was also a little disappointed: "Son, I am very pleased that you can do this, but after all, my father is a person under the sect of Wangwu God, so I can't do it. I support you openly, but when I return to Zuowang Peak, I will beg your Grand Master to see if he can change his mind!"
"Father, I think it's better for you to stay here!" Song Yan said thoughtfully.
"No, I have to go back and recover!" Huangshan shook his head.
Song Yan nodded: "Well, since you insist, I won't force you to be my son. However, even if you want to leave, you have to stay for a few days before leaving. What's more, your three daughters-in-law are still waiting to meet you. Where is your father-in-law!"
Author's digression: Second update (to be continued)