The Viceroy's privileges as a new position created by the Irlanhill Empire are enormous. On all planets under the Governor's jurisdiction, administrative arrangements for official appointments, including even minor troop movements, are decided by the Governor.

It can be said that the governor appointed by the Irlanhill Empire is, in a sense, a little emperor in the middle of a universe.

And what keeps these little emperors from betraying the Irlanhill Empire and not setting up their own doors is the powerful Imperial Space Fleet controlled by the central government of the Irlanhill Empire.

Although the governor has the power to transfer the small fleets stationed in his corresponding jurisdiction, the command and dispatch power of the main fleet is possessed only by His Majesty the Emperor.

Like the feudal dynasties of the past, the Irlanhill Empire had no choice but to implement an old-fashioned, very inefficient policy of deploying the power of the strong and the weak.

The latest space cruisers, and the larger new space destroyers, are among the main fleets of the Iran Hill Empire.

Around, in the border areas, there are only small obsolete Exploration-class space destroyers as a maneuvering force.

If any of the governors went crazy and wanted to break away from the empire and establish themselves as kings, he would have to face a crusade against the main fleet of the empire.

This is no joke, those small space destroyers simply cannot fight the main fleet head-on, once these small mobile forces are annihilated, the isolated planet will not be able to support it alone.

Because of the sparse population, the lack of modern factories and equipment, and the lack of sufficient resources. Such a border area will not dare to break away from the empire for the time being.

As for whether these "cosmic festival envoys" have the courage to establish themselves as kings after a few decades, or even hundreds of years, no one knows.

What Chris can do now is still the same cronyism: most of the governors are old acquaintances he appointed, old members of his army days, and even his women.

For example, the governor of the border region of Higgs was his princess Capet Luna. Another example is the governor of the Arrant region, who is his confidant Lester.

Of course, compared with the emperors of the ancient Tang Dynasty who managed those festival envoys, Chris still has many convenient conditions today.

The first is that he has more advanced means of communication, and he can keep in touch with these knots almost at any time, and the approximate delay is only about a day.

If compared with the ancient eight-hundred-mile express horse delivery, this is already a very convenient way of communication.

Secondly, the capital of the Irlanhill Empire and the border regions, which are the "provincial capitals" of those regions, can set up space portals.

Although it takes a lot of resources, it can further reduce communication delays and quickly deploy supplies and troops.

As a result, the basic structure of the entire empire is still very solid and perfect. Chris can run any region at his fingertips, as well as command any empire's army.

After all, he is a generation and a founding emperor, so his strength and his coercion are something that no one in the empire can ignore.

Stretching his back, Chris picked up the third note and looked at the contents of it - this note was about the planet "North County", where a large amount of pyrite was discovered, and the local archon asked to send a miner robot to increase the mining there.

However, North County is a new immigrant planet, which means that it is a habitable planet, and the development of mining still needs to be carefully considered.

Chris wrote his opinion on the cantata: "Let Mossa of the mining department meet tomorrow to report on the feasibility of developing North County." ”

Nowadays, the use of paper is actually to affect the efficiency of official document processing. These pieces were actually electronic versions written by the officials, which were transmitted and summarized and then printed out and handed over to Chris.

However, there is no way, because Chris's royal medical team gave a health opinion that for the sake of His Majesty's eye health, it is necessary to reduce the time that the emperor uses electronic screens such as tablets as much as possible.

Therefore, there is no way, the emperor's chamber can only honestly print out the electronic fold and present it to His Majesty the Emperor, and then enter it into the computer by the chamber and transmit it to various relevant departments.

As for the ministers, and the secretaries in the chamberlain's room, who face the computer screen every day, or hold the tablet every day, whether it will have any effect on the eyes - no one cares.

It seems to be a simple twist and turn, but in fact, it contains a lot of knowledge. The paper of the piece is actually a polymer material, which is easy to archive and preserve. The font, size, and color of the cantata...... There are strict requirements, and even the length of time to read the music is metaphysics.

As an emperor, a great emperor who is in charge of thousands of planets, Chris's every move must be "reasonable".

What time do you have a meeting every day, what kind of chair do you sit on, and what posture do you sit in...... What kind of drink do you drink when you watch the concerto for a few hours a day...... This is all managed by a special person.

Even, if His Majesty the Emperor's mood is affected when he reads the recital, the subsequent series of living arrangements will have to be changed immediately. The meeting scheduled for the afternoon will be postponed and temporarily replaced with relaxation or entertainment to help His Majesty calm down.

In a sense, becoming an emperor is like a giant panda walking into a zoo. Its life is well cared for, but it has also lost its freedom, and it is watched by countless people every day.

If Chris hadn't resolutely objected, the officials of the empire would have really created some eunuchs for him, standing by his bedside every day when he went to bed, reminding him to pay attention to proportions in sexual affairs and not to damage his body.

There is no way, more than a dozen dietitians, more than 20 health doctors, and a medical team of hundreds of people go to work and meet every day, and most of the topics are to study how to ensure that the emperor Chris can stay young for eternity......

Now Chris really realizes that those who travel back to ancient times to become emperors are all lies. At any time, the head of a country, that is not free. While they have supreme power, they also lose a lot of fun.

With a sigh, Chris opened a new book and looked at the content about strengthening education.

At the door, an attendant with a solemn face recorded a passage on the tablet on his wrist: "Your Majesty sighs once, and later on the way to the conference room, I suggest telling a joke ......"