After hearing Soshiyang's question, the principal was stunned at first, then swallowed his throat, not daring to contact Soshiyang's eyes, lowered his head slightly, held the rose rosary in both hands, and said in a low voice as if he was chanting:
"When...of course, every...the people of the God Emperor unconditionally love the empire and loyal to the throne...faith is the most determined armor."
"Everyone?"
"Yes...most of them, there are always some..."
“Is it really the majority?”
Soshiyang's rhetoric questions made the head sweat like rain, but he didn't dare to refute it, but he couldn't answer it. He could only stand still while standing, letting the sweat drip on the expensive carpet.
Then he waved his hand.
"No need to be nervous, I'm not holding accountable, I'm just having a casual chat."
As he said that, he turned to look at the waiter not far away.
"Give the principal a warm towel."
The waiter immediately brought a white, hot towel. The headmaster quickly thanked him, then wiped his face and forehead with the towel. The nervous nerve finally sootheed a little, and then said:
"The people who are down the nest live like ants, but they still respect the throne."
"So do they know what the empire is?"
"I'm afraid I don't know."
"Do they know what's outside the stars?"
"...I'm afraid I don't know."
"Do they know what they're doing for?"
After a moment of silence, the head of the prefect said carefully.
“…Ignorance is the best shield for the weak.”
"Yes, I don't deny this sentence, but do you also admit that the disorder of the bottom nest and the bottom nest is not only at the social level, but also at the spiritual level? Most people don't even understand what an empire is."
The head of the prefect was speechless.
"So, I want to solve the problem fundamentally, imagine that if all, I say, all, age-appropriate children are educated, and they have been instilled with the glory and greatness of the human empire, and they have been accepted as an organized and disciplined life since childhood, then will they grow up different from their ignorant fathers? Will they know more clearly why they will fight?"
At this time, the old man wearing a black bachelor's robe suddenly spoke, and he was a representative randomly selected from the aristocratic academy.
"Great War Commander, are you trying to build a militarized education system like the Imperial Fortress World?"
Soshiyang nodded with a smile, and shook his head again.
"Part of all, I don't plan to build a fortress world, but as the leader of the Astart War, military functions must be put first, so what I want to establish is a semi-militarized universal education system that basically covers every child of appropriate age."
The old scholar nodded slightly.
"This is a good thing, but it is very difficult to implement the lower nest and bottom nest with extremely poor public security and management."
“And the cost will be very high.”
One of the teachers hired by the Ministry of Internal Affairs also spoke out, which was the male.
"Sir, this not only requires teachers who are almost astronomical, but also requires building a large number of schools and purchasing a large number of equipment, and the huge expenses incurred..."
As he said that, the teacher shook his head.
"And IMHO, Lord Commander of the War Chapter."
The capable female teacher also started speaking after pushing her glasses. She was a female teacher in the college of the No. 5 United Mining Association of Nesson 5.
"Those ignorant civilians will not be grateful to you for this. Enterprises deal with them too many times. They know the character of these people very well. If they get a little, they will expect more, and they will always complain about everything around them. Even if they are given knowledge, they will resent their own environment more. The more they give, the more resentment they give... All this is not worth it. Your kindness should be left to those who are more asset and more characterful. Those children with clean families will become your best soldiers. As for the factory, there is no need for so many people who know the words. They only need to know how to twist the wrench and screwdriver."
After she said this, she also received the consent of the people around her. Soshiyang didn't say anything, but just looked at the lady who didn't say a word.
What she was called, Suoshiyang didn't know. She was randomly invited by the war group servants from the lower nest. Now she was just sitting quietly on the edge of the chair, putting her hands on her knees together, holding her skirt tightly.
Soshiyang was waiting for her to speak, but the other party never spoke.
Just as he felt a little regretful and was about to end this unsuccessful meeting, the other party suddenly stood up and turned around and walked towards Soshiyang.
In an instant, all the Terminators raised their weapons and scared the other five people to stand still, stunned. The professional female teacher was so shocked that she covered her mouth with a look of fear, otherwise she might have already screamed.
It was also the first time that Soshiyang raised his right arm, signaled the guards to put away their weapons, return to their original place, and watched the lady come down the stairs in front of the throne.
Stopped, the unknown lady suddenly turned her hands on her back and trembled with something to tinker with her hair. The principal thought she was going to take some weapon and immediately turned to shout at the entrance.
"Guards! Guards! There are assassins!"
This made the Terminator at the door walk in, but after seeing Soshiyang wave, he immediately retreated.
Perhaps it was too nervous, the lady tinkered for half a minute before it seemed to be done. As her hair fell down, there was a roll of things in her hand.
As she raised her head and spread it with her hands, Soshiyang's face froze and slowly stood up-
It was a photo, a wrinkled photo because it was rolled into a ball. The photo was gray and almost had no color, but it was more dazzling than blood.
In the photo, there are a group of children, generally only seven or eight years old, both boys and girls, all thin and short, standing under the mottled wall, wearing ragged work clothes and aprons, some barefoot, some wearing rag shoes, scarves or hats on their heads, their hands are black, covered with scars and calluses, some of them even swollen and ulcers, and the same is true for those children who don’t wear shoes. Their faces should be full of dust and oil stains, and the only bright one is the eyes. Perhaps it was the first time taking a photo, they all leaked childlike and shy expressions and smiles, but the most shocking thing was not this, but many of the children, either empty sleeves, a wooden stick on one leg, or half of their faces were corroded...
"Reign...Sir..."
The lady holding the photo with her trembling hands, two lines of hot tears flowed down her face, and she choked and said something that made Soshiyang hit her heart as if she was hit by a bomb.
“…Save the child…”
Soshiyang took a deep breath, took steps, and walked down the steps step by step.
When he came to the lady, he stretched out his hand and picked up the small photo. He had guessed what these children were all about—
Chapter completed!