Nitocris Gives Up Thinking [Sixth Update]

Ever since receiving Ye Ting's help with state affairs, Nitocris seemed to have started treating him like a treasure chest of wonders, like some blue raccoon. She came to see him almost three times a day, either because she had run into another problem with government affairs or because she was compiling books with him—the texts officials would need to be tested on.

This time, as Nitocris complained about the various factional struggles among nobles from all across Egypt gathered in Memphis, struggles that had even escalated into outright brawls, Ye Ting helplessly offered her guidance again.

"You need to balance them, divide them, win them over, set them against one another, and make them fight each other. Make commoner officials fight noble officials, local nobles fight foreign nobles, and nobles elevated through military merit fight nobles from the enemy side... But at the same time, you must make them understand that private fighting is absolutely forbidden. As Pharaoh, you must become their arbiter, the judge of disputes between these high officials and nobles. And you must make them believe that you are the best person capable of solving their problems."

"I see! Once you put it that way, I understand everything! Thoth, you're amazing!" Hearing the female Pharaoh's sickeningly sweet praise, Ye Ting could not help but smile bitterly.

In his view, even if he had not made the suggestion, someone as clever as Nitocris would naturally have thought of most of it herself. She had only come to ask him because she wanted an excuse to talk to him.

Then, the girl asked her next question.

"Thoth, Thoth, I want to expand the Pharaoh's Guard. Some nobles have suggested letting their descendants join the army. What should I do? The Pharaoh's Guard was clearly controlled by them this