Blackstone Code Chapter 1257: You shouldn’t curse
If there is no need to go through a "war" between the new generation of nobles and the Privy Council nobles in the future, then even if Lynch says it again, it will be difficult to convince these people to stand firmly with him!
In this world, except for the most reliable blood relationship...not necessarily all reliable, other than these, friends and so on may not be as strong as people think.
A farmer lets his children go to work in the fields for a day, a month, a year, ten years. Maybe the child won't resist, but in the eleventh year, he must have some other ideas.
Why don't I fight back?
Maybe I should pursue the life I want!
Even father and son may not be able to ensure 100% trust and cooperation, let alone a group of enemies who are not even friends.
But benefits can.
In the factory, in the office, countless people work hard for the salary paid on time every month.
They would beg those capitalists not to fire themselves, even with free obligatory overtime in return!
If there is anything in this world that is eternal, it is definitely not diamonds, but interests!
Once the new Prime Minister Gefra's cabinet government wants to intervene in the power of the Amelia region, will they let the new generation of nobles who now hold the lifeline of society there not do anything?
Impossible!
This is a conflict, a conflict of interest.
Even if the Prime Minister agrees, the noble group will not agree.
This island has been squeezed by them for thousands of years, and there is no profit to continue to squeeze. Everyone's life is not easy.
Amelia, a region that has not been subjected to violent extraction, can still flow pure white sweet **. With the greed of the nobles, they will not allow those nobles who have died in one lifetime to steal their wealth!
Yes, even if those things don't belong to them now, it's their treasure!
Lynch pointed to the core contradiction in a few words, and he didn't know what to say.
He can't promise anyone anything on this matter, and his relationship with the Privy Council is not subordination, but cooperation.
The Prime Minister's face is also not good-looking, because Lynch represents the attitude of the nobles in Amelia. In just one or two years, they have firmly grasped the lifeblood of various local fields.
In addition, there are federal businessmen interspersed among them, in fact, some problems in the Amelia region are more troublesome than the group of nobles in the Privy Council imagined!
Thinking about it, the Prime Minister's head hurts because his brain is about to boil!
"Aren't you on his side?", he sighed, a little helpless.
Lynch could hear the meaning behind the sentence, and he reiterated, "I'm not on his side, I'm on our own side!"
This may be the good news in a string of bad news, at least Lynch isn't thinking about being a royal, which is good.
No matter how hard he fights with those people, it is also an internal matter. As long as the general direction is consistent, there is no problem.
The Prime Minister later asked tentatively, "I haven't seen the Governor for a long time. How is he doing now?"
Before rushing to Amelia to take office, the Governor was also one of the "nobles" in the Privy Council, but his wife was the princess of the royal family, and he could be regarded as a relative of the emperor.
When selecting the Governor, His Majesty the Emperor directly selected him, which also caused many nobles in the Privy Council to scold the Emperor in private as a foolish single man who only knew to put their own people in important positions.
He is testing the relationship between Lynch and the Governor. If the Governor has anything for Lynch to convey, this is the best time.
Lynch shook his head slightly, slightly, "I'm not very familiar with the Governor. You know, I'm an 'outsider' here after all, and it's difficult to integrate into the old-fashioned noble camp."
If the Prime Minister has read a book of great wisdom, there must be a vivid image in his mind - I have never seen it...
After Lynch left, the Prime Minister called the Duke of Phoenix. The two talked for a while and seemed to come to an agreement.
In the next few days, the imperial capital seemed to completely open a certain line of defense, and the confrontation between the new generation of nobles and the old nobles began to gradually escalate.
You smash my store, and I will burn your property. Everyone has come and gone, it's very lively.
The Privy Council did not hide these things from the public. First of all, it couldn't hide it. Every day, some shops were beaten, smashed and burned.
If it is not announced to the public, it will definitely cause great turmoil and unrest, which is not a good thing after all.
When the Privy Council simply said that these were conflicts between nobles, the focus of the whole society changed from "who is doing what" to "who will win in the end".
There are also bookmakers who have opened bets on the fight, and many have placed bets.
Watching the liveliness of the nobles may be one of the favorite things of the commoners in Gafra. It is like watching the scandals of star politicians by the people at the bottom of the Federation.
Furthermore, this conflict does not affect ordinary people, and ordinary people do not need to be afraid. Both sides maintain a very restrained attitude.
In the past, they used to use organized troops to fight, but now they just smash each other's industries and burn some stores. It can be said that they are already controlling their emotions.
This is just a rare pleasure for people in the imperial capital after being exploited by capitalists and aristocrats. People will discuss how many people are at what time and where, and what they have done. Is there any ordinary person who is lucky enough to pick up some splashed jewelry some type of.
On Monday, the interrogation of the eldest prince will begin soon, and the Privy Council, as the highest institution of the noble class, must be properly arranged.
A lot of people came early this morning, and some nobles who claimed to never get up before 9:30 came to the Privy Council early in the morning.
They didn't go in, didn't go to any room, they just stood by the courtyard in the cold wind, waiting to watch the show.
Today, the old nobleman and the little earl are coming. They have never stopped for the past week. People are looking forward to what kind of scene will be caused when they meet this time.
This may be the little expectation left by the nobles in this cold winter. After all, the weather is so cold, and the birds are shrinking into their nests and reluctant to come out. If they don't expect this, what else can they expect?
At 9:40, the old nobleman arrived first. I don't know what he was thinking. A large group of people came today.
There are more than 30 people. Except for a very small number of dog legs, most of these people are relatives of old nobles. In other words, they are also nobles.
In less than five minutes, Lynch and the little Earl also arrived, and their people were a little smaller, only more than 20 people.
Some people are doing other things and can't come for the time being.
When the enemy met, his eyes were red.
The old aristocrat's property in the imperial capital has been plucked out in less than a week. He has never been so angry, even if he finds out that his wife is unfaithful to him, and if he has a child, it's still a fuck. of.
He also just drowned the child and lied about drowning himself, and he didn't punish his wife.
This time, he was really angry, and the pain to his bones kept him awake every night.
Every noble family that can be passed down is a big family, and the privilege of the nobles allows these people to easily succeed.
After success, they will repay the family, which is why the nobles will become stronger and stronger as long as the title is not lost. They always hold certain resources in the society to monopolize.
The two groups met just outside the main building of the Privy Council.
The old aristocrat's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out the water, but Lynch and the little earl were quite indifferent. Anyway, they were both unimportant industries. The valuable things had already been transferred. light.
On the contrary, the loss of the other party was really heavy. They didn't expect the revenge to come so quickly. time!
Seeing the two young men walking in the front, the old noble couldn't help but whispered "little son of a bitch", and he felt much more comfortable after scolding these swear words.
For some reason, Lynch stopped suddenly. He looked at the group of people not far from them, looked at the old nobleman, "What did you just say?"
The nobles who thought there was nothing to watch suddenly became excited, and they laughed like flowers in full bloom in the cold wind.
The old aristocrat was also taken aback by Lynch's sudden questioning. He couldn't say swear words in front of everyone. He was a nobleman, and he should maintain his noble demeanor and dignity.
He shook his head, "I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't say anything."
"Dare to say it, but dare not admit it?" The smile on Lynch's face was so irritating that he wanted to punch him in the face.
The old aristocrat was a little alert, he looked at Lynch vigilantly, "I said, I didn't say anything just now..."
Lynch strode over, but the little earl was stunned for a moment, and followed closely behind. The others followed them and leaned over~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, some nobles flushed with excitement, and even He clenched his fists, and prayed softly in his mouth--hit, hurry up, let's get to death!
Lynch strode brought a terrible sense of oppression, and the old aristocrat's face was even more ugly, "What do you want to do?"
This sentence was a little underpowered, and he realized it, so he added, "This is not where you came from!"
Lynch didn't care about this, he walked up to the old nobleman, turned his head and glanced at the little earl, and then looked at him again.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, nodded, took a breath, and said, "I heard you scold me just now," while puffing smoke at the old nobleman.
Don't give the old noble any chance to refute, his lowered voice brought a heavy sense of oppression, "Apologize!"
"Now!"
The old noble wanted to say something, but Lynch didn't give him a chance at all, and punched him on the bridge of the nose!