Yes, Madam Prime Minister

Page 198

"What's the point if we win but the ministerial position remains unchanged?"

Alice asked a question.

Ronan clapped his hands lightly. "Alice, good question. Well then, I'll answer that here. Your Majesty, the Minister, and I have discussed it. We originally intended to remove Pierre and William. We can't ask them to vote for us, so this promise is essentially equivalent to wasting one of the three spots. That's acceptable."

"Alright, that concludes the meeting."

Ronan added.

Pierre and William had something to offer, but it wasn't exactly a surprise.

"This is getting more and more interesting. I hope there will be some more surprises." Ronan thought to himself with anticipation. He had been focusing on farming for the past few years, and now it was finally time for a game of thrones to begin.

Chapter 452 Mission Completed, Punishment and Rewards, A Special Item

The task of relaying the message was ultimately given to Alice.

As the head of the Operations Division of the Oversight Bureau, Alice could easily walk into the office buildings of other central departments during the day and request a private meeting with the minister without giving any reason.

Alice completed her mission of delivering the message in just one day.

Because she only had two things to say: first, Pierre and William had made a deal using their ministerial positions; second, Dinah had promised never to replace them after taking office.

After saying that, leave.

In the evening, Alice returned home, intending to change her clothes and then go out for dinner.

Most officials of her rank would get up in the morning, be helped to wash up by servants, have breakfast, and then slowly go to work by carriage. They would have lunch in the department's canteen (not the dining hall, which was for junior civil servants). In the afternoon, there would be dessert. After get off work in the evening, they would go home by carriage and then have a proper meal carefully prepared by their family cook.

Alice was different from them. She lived alone and didn't have any full-time servants. She only had hourly cleaners and laundry workers. On weekdays, she ate breakfast and dinner out.

However, today was a bit unexpected. As soon as she got home, she saw Ronan and even smelled the aroma of food.

"My goodness, those are such high heels." Ronan looked at Alice's high heels and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Alice's red high heels had heels that were definitely over ten centimeters high.

Alice stood in the doorway, wearing that disgusted look on her face. "What can I do? I'm short. Besides, I've been wearing these heels for over a year now. Are you only noticing now?"

That's utter nonsense. Alice is 163 cm tall, which is far from short. Besides, the average height of women in the kingdom is probably only 156 cm, while the average height of men is about 170 cm. Relatively speaking, she's already considered tall among women. Even wearing heels over 10 cm high, she's taller than many men.

Ronan thought Alice was simply trying to appear taller.

"Okay, looks like I haven't been caring enough about you."

Ronan said apologetically.

"I don't need your concern." Alice kicked off her high heels with a forceful slap, clearly unhappy, but being polite, she immediately picked them up and placed them neatly on the shoe rack before stepping into her slippers.

Ronan took two steps closer. "How about I give you a foot massage?"

"You're sick." Alice walked straight toward the dining room, and in the instant she passed Ronan, she elbowed him in the chest.

On the table are the dishes that have just been served.

First, make the broth. After removing the chicken head, legs, and breast, wash the chicken carcass and add it to water along with onions, carrots, celery, and a few simple spices. Simmer for two and a half hours, then strain out the solids and keep only the broth. This completes the clear chicken broth.

Raw beef tenderloin strips served as an appetizer, with a tangy, spicy, and savory flavor.

The main course is boneless chicken thigh meat pan-fried and then drizzled with black pepper sauce. The other main course is garlic-flavored stir-fried chicken breast. The chicken breast is pounded and marinated, then deep-fried, and then stir-fried with ginger and garlic. It's not dry at all.

There's not much to say about the main dish; it's just sliced ​​milk bread with chopped nuts.

Ronan finished eating first, put down his knife and fork, and asked, "How was it?"

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Alice wiped her mouth and said, "Still the same as before. After all these years, there's been no progress."

"Alice, has the devil stolen your conscience?" Ronan questioned.

He hasn't made much progress, after all, he's been busy with politics these past few years, but he has still made progress, as Her Majesty the Queen herself said.

"Heh." Alice snorted in response, quickly finished the last bit of food in a few bites, and then got up to clean up.

The plates and utensils were placed in the water room, where Alice lived, as there was a piped water supply.

There was once a joke that the old empire had water pipes, but the capital of the Kingdom of France now has the most advanced water supply system, so the true imperial line is in France.

Ronan plans to soon apply steam engines to the drinking water system and replace the pipes with iron ones. This will be another massive project, and he'll be able to pull off another money-making scheme led by the government and then contracted out to different areas.

Alice returned to the dining room and had just pulled the tablecloth off when Ronan grabbed her and pinned her to the table.

Ronan pressed one hand against Alice's chest, saying, "Let me touch you to see if you still have a conscience." His other hand was already inside her skirt.

Alice kicked Ronan twice with her tiny, fleshy feet, but Ronan simply pounced on her.

"I just finished eating, can you stop..." Alice said as she pushed Ronan's head away.

Ronan ripped Alice's dress off.

Alice wore her usual flesh-colored pantyhose, which were a bit thick and matte, giving them a rather dignified look. Her figure prevented the pantyhose from being see-through, and her black panties appeared a hazy brown under the flesh-colored pantyhose.

Her figure hasn't changed much over the years; she still looks like a young girl who's just started to develop and gain weight. Her breasts are only a B cup, small but perky, her lower abdomen is flat and smooth, her thighs are a little fleshy, her buttocks are round but not fleshy, her calves are slender, and her feet are very thin, so thin that you can hold them in your hands and knead them.

Judging from her figure, Alice is best suited to white stockings, which give her a feeling between a loli and a young girl. However, she has a unique charm when she wears flesh-colored stockings. It's like a freshman who is good at her studies but doesn't fit in, wearing a suit, stockings and high heels for the first time before giving a speech, exuding a kind of coy yet strong-willed vibe.

“This is your punishment for not telling the truth, and your reward for working hard.” Ronan said, tearing a hole in the crotch of the slightly thick pantyhose and inserting two fingers inside.

Alice instinctively squeezed her legs together, trapping Ronan's hand between them.

Ronan used one hand to dig and thrust, while the other hand quickly began to unbutton Alice's top.

Her honest body language, coupled with that unwanted expression, created a uniquely Alice-esque, slightly strong-woman vibe that made people want to take advantage of her.

Soon, Ronan, unable to hold back any longer, took off his pants, thrust his hips forward, and entered her. Alice covered her face with one hand and her mouth with the other, her legs wrapped around Ronan's waist, her slender toes curling inward through her flesh-colored stockings. Having not been with Ronan for over a month, she felt a sudden pain, yet also an extremely pleasurable sense of fulfillment.

No matter how much she covered her eyes and mouth, she had to admit that both her body and soul had already taken the shape of this man.

After being pinned to the table for a while, Alice patted Ronan and glanced towards the bedroom. Ronan understood and carried Alice into the bedroom.

On the bed, after a long, relentless, frenzied thrusting that seemed to be tearing Alice apart, Alice lay on the bed, her inner thigh muscles still twitching, completely still. Her slender, straight, fleshy legs slumped limply on the bed surface. Ronan supported himself on the bed with both hands, twisting his waist and thrusting gently and rhythmically from behind.

At the last moment, instead of sprinting, he pulled out, stood up, and ejaculated onto Alice's flesh-colored pantyhose-covered legs and buttocks, creating a lewd picture.

After ejaculating, Ronan grabbed Alice's feet and wiped away the remaining semen, completing the final step.

Chapter 450 The Second Layer of the Matryoshka Doll: Reasonable Drunken Remarks, Bureaucratic Transactions

Pierre and old William were not "blind" and had no eyes to look at them. Alice met with so many ministers in one day; how could they not see such an obvious action?

Through Gary, the Minister of Territory Management, old William learned what Alice had said to the ministers.

Old William found out, and soon Pierre found out too.

Although they were exposed and tricked, bringing their alliance to the brink of collapse, the two did not find Dinia's countermeasures particularly impressive; they were merely somewhat surprised.

Because in Pierre and old William's memory, Dinah was the kind of person who felt that the regular three positions were not enough, and she wished she could replace all the ministers and turn the central government into her own personal fiefdom.

She promised not to replace him; it's amazing she could be so heartless.

Nighttime, inside William's mansion.

William, holding a glass of red wine, looked at everyone and asked, "What do we do now?"

Surrounding him were Austin, the current number one secretary; William's private secretary; two aristocratic advisors; Adrian, William's most trusted subordinate; William's old friend; five veteran mid-level officials from different departments of the central government; William's nephew; a fourth-tier mage; and someone with close business ties to the Church Association. At this moment, apart from the absence of Gary, the Minister of Territory, William's campaign team was complete.

The private secretary spoke first, "So, Schneider, are you planning to maintain this alliance, or dissolve it to secure your place in the second round?" Schneider is William's surname.

“This is one of my problems,” old William said.

He is a veteran, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage. The advantage is that he has accumulated a lot of goodwill and can mobilize many people. The disadvantage is that he also owes a lot of favors and has to consider the thoughts of others.

"How can we maintain this? Your previous deal has already been ruined," a veteran central official asked. The use of the word "you" carried a hint of resentment towards William for forming an alliance with Pierre without consulting them.

Austin took a small sip of red wine. "The previous deal really has to be voided. If it's not voided, the votes in our base could be stolen at any time. However, maintaining the alliance isn't difficult. Since the deal is no longer viable, let's turn it into a mutual guarantee agreement, promising that whichever side gets their votes stolen, the other side will provide assistance."

"How can we build trust between us regarding the mutual guarantee agreement?" an aide asked.

Austin cut a slice of cheese and put it in his mouth. Faced with the doubts, he was like a leisurely old man enjoying a glass of wine before bed at home. "Trust? Don't we already have it? We've been allies who fought against a common enemy."

When Austin said this, everyone suddenly understood.

In the previous back and forth, the two sides had already fought together against Dinia.

Therefore, the alliance was just a prelude. Austin originally intended to establish mutual protection to ensure that his side and Pierre's side could advance to the second round together.

"It's not that simple."

At almost the same time, in another place, a man spoke in front of another group of men.

The man who spoke was Ronan.

He originally pretended to be drunk to test the waters, but unexpectedly he actually found out something from him, so he simply started performing.

"Brother Pi, let me tell you, the mutual protection agreement I just mentioned is just the second layer of the man behind that old guy William. After the mutual protection agreement is set, Didi and I can only choose one to attack, and of course we'll choose your side since it's weaker."

Ronan put his arm around Pierre's shoulder and said that the mutual protection agreement and the man behind it were all made up by him. The mutual protection agreement was something Ronan thought he would do if he were William, and the man behind it was just to add a mysterious touch.

As he spoke, he casually poured wine for Pierre, who was sitting opposite him.

Pierre looked at the overflowing wine glass in front of him and shook his head. Although he shook his head, he felt that Ronan's words made a lot of sense.

"What, you don't believe me, Pizi? You know, according to Freud, this old man William had childhood trauma. When he was young, he liked to show off too much in the army. He was tricked by his subordinates, so much so that after he fell off his horse, none of his subordinates, who were all cavalrymen, were willing to save him. In the end, his adjutant came to his rescue, but he was still captured. This directly traumatized him, and his personality changed drastically after he entered politics."

After Ronan finished speaking, Pierre nodded twice, as if there was such a thing, but who was Freud? He had never heard of him, and this wasn't his childhood.

"Later, William learned to be a nice guy who wouldn't offend anyone, but he was still concerned about his reputation and loved to stand up for others. Over time, he became like an old woman in his daily life, but when someone encouraged him, he was very willing to take action. That's why I said he had someone backing him up. I'm not just making this up; the late king told me this himself."

Ronan's statements were getting increasingly outrageous.

Why are you bringing up the late king? Pierre was both amused and exasperated.

Ronan continued, "If we were to take away your votes, Pizi, he would definitely help you. So, Didi and I failed to get your votes. Although you managed to hold on for the time being, do you admit that you are under a lot of pressure? What would we and you do in this situation?"

"The answer is very simple: go to that shameless old man and beg him to form an alliance with you. At that point, you'll be completely at a disadvantage."

"This is the third layer of the man behind this old bastard, giving him an advantage to advance to the second round."

Ronan continued rambling.

Pierre took a big gulp of red wine. "Ronan, all you're saying is trying to get me to join forces against him. Show some sincerity." After hearing Ronan's words, he felt he couldn't be led by Old William's side, but he wasn't willing to let Ronan take advantage of him for free.

“You understand, even if Dinia loses the election, you can’t remove her from power, and you certainly can’t make me stop being Her Majesty’s husband,” Ronan said. He and Dinia had a confidence that the other two people didn’t have: they wouldn’t lose anything if they lost the election.

The Ministry of the Interior currently has over a hundred high-ranking magicians and over three hundred junior magicians. Can an ordinary person keep them in check?

As for Ronan himself, he is Queen Ambrina's husband. Even if the bureaucracy were to exert their influence, at most they could strip him of his official position, but he would still be the "Vice-King".

"If you're willing to form an alliance with us, then I can make this promise: if we win, you'll remain the Minister of Commerce; if William wins, we'll find a way to split the Ministry of Commerce and create a Ministry of Industry, so you can switch to another ministry and continue as minister. Am I being generous enough, brother?"

Ronan said.

He also mentioned the splitting up of the Ministry of Commerce because the industrial sector has grown significantly and is transitioning from handicrafts to large-scale machine production. This requires a lot of management, which the Ministry of Commerce is now struggling to handle. Therefore, splitting up the Ministry of Commerce and establishing a new department is imperative.

All I can say is that Pierre and Ronan are equally shameless, both treating what they were supposed to do as bargaining chips.

However, for officials, shamelessness is a fundamental requirement.

Chapter 454 The Person Behind It, Job Application Introduction, and Another Card

Ronan's behavior is like a landlord in a village who wants to build an irrigation canal. He says to another landlord, "I'm going to build an irrigation canal for your own good, but I won't ask you for money. So you owe me a favor and you have to do something for me."

It's like doing someone a favor out of thin air.

Pierre nodded slightly. "However, I'd like to arrange for someone to be placed in the Ministry of the Interior."

"Anything but the Security Bureau and the Royal Palace Command Center," Ronan readily agreed.

“Then it’s settled for now,” Pierre said.

After the agreement was reached, Ronan left the mansion where Pierre and his group had gathered. Walking alone on the street, the cool night breeze blew in his face. He, who had been pretending to be drunk, now felt a little tipsy and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.

How will old man William respond next? Does he have someone backing him, and if so, who is it?

The unknown always holds endless interest.

Two days later, Ronan went to the Prime Minister's Office to submit a report. Within the system, his nominal direct superior was Austin, the head of the Secretariat, also known as the First Secretary, the Prime Minister's right-hand man.

Then, Ronan learned the answer to the second question.

Because Austin actually invited him to drink at the same place Ronan and Prime Minister Alexander used to frequent.

Almost the entire secretariat knew that in the nearly six years since Ambrina took office, this top secretary had only had some official dealings with Ronan. Even after Ronan entered the secretarial system, he still avoided any unnecessary contact with Ronan unless absolutely necessary.

All the secretaries found it strange. With the prime minister being replaced, Austin, the number one secretary, was also leaving. Didn't he plan for his own future?

Even if Dinah doesn't become prime minister, and Ronan doesn't take his place as the first secretary, Ronan will still be the vice king.

Prime Minister Alexander didn't need a backup plan because he had little pursuit of quality of life. He had only one daughter, who had already died, and he and his wife lived in a small house in the capital.