Blackstone Code Chapter 1265: Compliment (previously
"Noble?"
His Excellency the Prime Minister is a little puzzled, "What do the nobles have to talk about?"
As one of the great nobles of the empire, His Excellency the Prime Minister feels that the nobles really have nothing to talk about.
Whether it's good, bad, big or small, to him, it's just aristocrats. He's seen too many aristocrats of all kinds, and he's very clear about the things they do. Man's desire to explore.
Lynch was very interested in this topic. He lowered his head and flicked the soot, and said something casually.
"The power of the nobility is too great..."
His Excellency the Prime Minister's eyes sharpened in an instant. In a feudal country, it is chilling to say that the ruling class has too much power.
Actually, Gevra's history is not without some endeavours with the goal of "changing the world", trying to overthrow the rule of nobles and royal families.
The end of these people is often not very good, most of them are hung up in a square and exposed to the sun in terrible pain!
The nobility, the class that first used violence to trample on the commoners, was never meek, kind, or benevolent.
Violence and gore are their real tools.
To those who dare to challenge their position and power, they will pick a suitable piece of wood, a post with a slightly tapered end, anointed with oil, and let people sit on it naked.
These people will have their feet tied to this post and then hang heavy weights.
At first, this may not seem terrifying to the victim, and may even feel like just sitting.
While it's true that there is some shame in not wearing clothes, it's really nothing compared to more severe torture.
It's just that they don't quite understand that all their weight is on one end of the wood, and their ability to maintain a seated posture is actually the result of subconscious muscle exertion.
After sitting for a period of time, it may be half a day, it may be a day, or it may be longer.
The victim will feel uncomfortable, the **** hurts, and they will move back and forth, which makes the sharp part start to drill into their buttocks.
Maybe they realize it soon enough and become terrified.
They'll clamp their butts to keep that stuff out of their assholes.
But there are times when people relax, such as in sleep, or when they really don't have the strength to struggle.
So it just got into Ding's eyes little by little, without people realizing it.
The pain at this time is enormous. The pain of excretion and the pain of the wood itself constantly tearing the intestinal wall will continue to torment everyone!
And as people get bigger and bigger, the speed and length of the piercing will continue to increase.
This pain lasts about three to five days before people die completely, and some people can last longer, but everyone will die, in endless pain!
The sun's exposure will evaporate the water in the corpse, and in the end, it will be displayed in front of people, it is a terrible piece of wood.
A dry, oily head was placed on the stakes, and below, a corpse that had shrunk from exposure to the sun, was directly dried.
It can no longer be removed from the column, the two are fully integrated.
In ancient and medieval times, such stakes were found almost everywhere along the roads of some tyrannical lord's domain.
It is used to warn all those who enter the territory to obey the lord's law, and also warn the people in the territory to obey the lord's will!
In history, there have been nobles killed by the lower classes of civilians, but more often, there are human skin piles erected on the side of the road.
The twisted expression on each dry head makes people feel like they are in hell, and it makes people understand a truth.
No offense, nobility!
His Excellency the Prime Minister looked at Lynch with no expression on his face, "You are also a nobleman, Baron Lynch."
He accentuated the word "Baron" to remind Lynch that he was also a nobleman and a member of the privileged class.
However, as if Lynch didn't know, he continued to say softly, "Your Excellency Prime Minister, do you know the biggest difference between Gafra and the Federation?"
His sudden change of subject made people a little unable to keep up with the jumping speed of his thinking. His Excellency the Prime Minister thought about it and gave up.
This is a very complex and huge question, and its answer is related to all aspects of the social system, and it cannot be summed up in a sentence or two.
Even if those scholars and experts want to figure it out, it may take a long, long time, and some people even make researching these things a lifelong pursuit.
So he gave up his own thinking and threw the question back to Lynch in a rhetorical way, "Do you have any brilliant ideas?"
"I'm looking forward to it!"
Lynch smiled without any humility, "It's not necessarily smart or not, but I do have some opinions of my own."
"In my opinion, the biggest difference between the Federation and Gavra is that we keep everything very safe."
A nonsense.
His Excellency the Prime Minister showed a slight smile on his face, a very perfunctory kind, "Really, a very wise opinion."
He was too lazy to continue talking, but this time Lynch seemed so stupid that he couldn't understand what he meant, and continued, "In the Commonwealth, politicians, capitalists, and people, this triangle constitutes the most stable social form. "
"Each part is responsible for its own affairs. Some people say that the Commonwealth is the paradise of wealth, as long as there is money, anything can be done."
"But what they miss is that you don't really have money to do anything."
"If the capitalists want to influence politics, they need to buy the people."
“Politicians want to gain more power, but they also need to bribe the people.”
"For the people, they have more options."
"When capitalists are too powerful, they turn to politicians."
"When political power is too strong, they turn to capitalists."
"The seemingly fragile social mechanism is unexpectedly stable!"
Lynch pointedly said, "We have never had a dictator, and no one has ever held power!"
"Anyone, any party in this triangle, wants to gain more benefits, more practical value, they must play an active role in society."
"That's why we were able to outsmart Gavra in such a short period of time, we left you far behind mechanically."
"And Gavra..."
Lynch took a puff of cigarette. His sudden shut-up made His Excellency the Prime Minister a little dissatisfied.
Lynch flicked the soot slowly, and after about ten seconds, he continued, "The nobility is the core problem that restricts the development of Gavra."
"The royal family is too, but soon the royal family will be solved. Without the checks and balances of the royal family, the power of the nobles will swell."
"When the time comes, you have indeed solved the problem of the royal family, and the nobles will become new troubles. If you keep falling into internal troubles, you will find that the world has gradually lost the status reserved for you!"
Your Excellency the Prime Minister's expression gradually became serious. The fact that the nobles wanted to take power was actually not news from the day this country was born.
It's just that over the years the Privy Council has gradually become a nursing home, and people's vigilance against nobles is not so serious.
Until this time.
The nobles of the Privy Council want more power than words, they are doing it.
These words from Lynch, the Prime Minister's first thought is the problem of the nobles fighting against food prices.
If the price of food is not increased, then they will have a limited amount of food to sell.
If the price of food is increased, they will release the limited supply of food.
Lynch looked at the thoughtful Prime Minister and added the last sentence.
"You can only ask for one of money and power!"
As he spoke, he took his last puff and snuffed it out in the ashtray.
Looking back at the negotiator's deputy, the other party also accepted Lynch's signal and ended the first negotiation.
Lynch got up and looked at His Excellency the Prime Minister and extended his hand, "I just said casually, it may not be correct, and it may not be suitable for this place..."
The Prime Minister came to his senses and stood up, holding hands.
Lynch could feel the softness and warmth of His Excellency the Prime Minister's hand.
Many people think this is a must-have for politicians. Holding a hand that has always been warm is definitely different from holding a hand that has always been cold.
Others think there's a secret or secret to keeping hands soft and warm.
In fact, there is no secret to this kind of thing. As long as you work less, your hands will be soft, and as long as you eat well, your palms will be warm!
"You always bring me a lot of trouble, Lynch, last time as well." His Excellency the Prime Minister raised his eyebrows.
He already understood what Lynch meant ~IndoMTL.com~ After the overthrow of the royal family was not the victory of the whole war, but because the royal family fell, the nobles, a group that would have been neglected before, began to move to the front.
If your Excellency the Prime Minister wants to bring a stable political environment and maintain a fast-growing society for Gavra, the best way is to defeat the nobles again!
It made him a little nervous, but it also made him realize that this is indeed a problem, and he has to face it.
You can't say what Lynch says is wrong, everything he says makes sense, it's just that there's something wrong with his starting point.
This leaves the Prime Minister wondering whether to hate him better or like him more, which is paradoxical.
Lynch could hear the meaning of His Excellency the Prime Minister's words, and he touted the old man a little.
"That's because you are wiser and more courageous than others, Your Excellency."
"If the person standing across from me wasn't you, I wouldn't tell you this. Not everyone has the courage and ability to change the course of the world. After all, there are only a few!"