Blackstone Code Chapter 1273: face to face
In the snowstorm, a young man from Gevra was gasping for breath.
A large cloud of white mist spews out of his mouth with every breath, blurring what's in front of him for a moment.
It's too cold, but he's sweating all over, and fighting is always the most physically demanding sport.
The stick in his hand is not as nimble as it was at first. He was hit by someone else's stick on the head, and his head was buzzing.
This is a fight, and the nobles are reluctant to end the battle in such cold weather, and of course the elegant ones will not do it themselves.
The fact that a group of old nobles were beaten up several times by the little earl has fermented. In the eyes of the nobles, this is obviously an uncivilized move.
They lead their retainers into battle, like the ancestors of the nobility in the Middle Ages—mostly by letting the retainers fight while they stand by and watch.
In this way, you will not lose your dignity, but you can also breathe out, which is very much in line with the preferences of the nobles.
Today, one such battle broke out.
The two nobles had conflicts over business snatch. Before, they didn't have a good way to deal with this hatred, but now there is.
After a stumble, the young man unexpectedly hit the opponent's shin with a stick, and his calf was suddenly fractured. With the fear of pain, his opponent fell to the ground at once.
His head was hit by an opponent just now, and the time he has seen so far is all red, the sky and the earth are always spinning, even standing has a feeling of being out of balance!
In his heart, he was angry to the extreme, maybe because of anger, maybe because of other reasons, he looked at the opponent who fell to the ground and raised the club in his hand!
He hit the man's head and slammed it down!
A moment...
Twice...
Three times!
With a squeak, the side of the head of the person lying on the ground sunk in, and the eyes seemed to be squeezed out, protruding from their sockets.
Blood is oozing out of his facial features, and his body has begun to twitch.
People, there is a high probability... no, it is absolutely hopeless.
A kind of unpredictable pleasure grows from the body. Humans are definitely the most brutal type of all creatures. Whether it is killing aliens or killing the same kind, after a short period of fear, they will usher in a certain A repressed pleasure!
Depriving others of their lives and dominating them is itself one of the core elements of power.
In fact, from the beginning of the fight between the little earl and Kipling to the first second, the nobles maintained the most basic bottom line, that is, they can be injured, but not die.
After all, death is a very barbaric thing. Every day someone tells others that even the emperor has no right to deprive others of their lives at will.
Nobles, of course not.
There's always been people injured, but nobody's been killed, that's the bottom line.
Only today, that bottom line seems to be crossed.
When the first person dies, his friends, those who are close friends, will attack frantically to avenge him until the person who killed him is killed by them.
The reverse is also true, the fight is rapidly spiraling out of control.
The Prime Minister is dealing with some of the work that gathers from all over the country every day, and some are international, and with the arrival of federal food on the island of Gavra, the anxiety of the people has been well relieved.
After the nobles discovered that the people could fill their stomachs without their food, the grain merchants began to cut prices on their own initiative.
Obviously they could have done this for a long time, but they didn't do it for some benefit, but instead made Gefra lost some important scientific and technological achievements.
The Prime Minister is very annoyed, but there is no good way to do it.
Behind those grain merchants are nobles.
It is easy to move grain merchants, but it is very troublesome to move nobles.
While he was going about his work, his butler stood at the door of the study with a look of surprise on his face.
The Prime Minister heard footsteps, put down the pen in his hand, took off his glasses, and looked at the housekeeper standing at the door, "What do I need to know?"
There was a hint of joy in the butler's voice, "Master, they killed people, and it is said that more than 20 people died!"
The prime minister was wiping the lenses with deerskin for a while, and immediately reacted, "More than 20 people died?"
The butler nodded vigorously, as if doing so would reassure the Prime Minister that it was all true.
"Too bad!" The next second, the Prime Minister's face was full of smiles, but what he said and what he showed were completely two sides.
He stood up and took a few steps back and forth, "It's too bad, let the police move, arrest the group first, and don't let the nobles behind those people let go..."
He said and walked to the door, "I'm going to the palace, and I won't be back for dinner at night."
Killing people to death is very, very good news for the Prime Minister. The actions of the nobles during this period have made him fully understand what Lynch said.
Overturning the royal family, as well as the nobles, the Prime Minister is always just a person, and what he does is indeed helpful to the country on the surface.
But from a long-term perspective, it will make Gaevra completely eliminated from the first echelon.
The greed and short-sightedness of the nobles is a headache. Once the royal family is overthrown, the nobles have money and power. If they are given the power to control the cabinet, they will have no political opponents at all.
An absolute ruling class is absolutely devastating for a country.
The idea of suppressing the nobles has been in my mind since Lynch chatted with him.
The fundamental reason why he has allowed the nobles to become more and more mischievous all this time, and even cooperated with some nobles' mischief, is that he hopes that the nobles will make mistakes first.
Only if the nobles make mistakes first, can he take back the power of the nobles.
This time the Prime Minister did not organize a convoy, only a very inconspicuous car, and sent him to the palace, and no one even noticed it.
Meeting with the emperor was in His Majesty's study. The two faced each other again alone, feeling a little bit of each other.
One is an irritable single husband. Perhaps it was the process of his ascension that developed his irritable character, and the outside world's evaluation of him is inseparable from the two "tyrant" and "dictator".
Especially the idle prime minister, who alone holds the power of the entire country, has made his name as a dictator louder by three points.
As for the Prime Minister, a great nobleman who has been idle for almost his entire life.
When he was chosen by the emperor to be prime minister, he thought it would be a good opportunity to prove his political aptitude.
He has thought of at least a few policy plans to make Gavra look new!
His, indeed, a long career as a mascot awaits him.
He has no power in his hands.
As long as it has something to do with financial power and budget, people will go to the Minister of Finance and His Majesty the Emperor. These two people nod and agree, which is the real approval.
It has nothing to do with financial power... other ministers can do it themselves, and there is no need to add another procedure.
He stayed so embarrassedly in the prime minister position that he thought he would have no chance in his life, and the emperor would not allow him to resign.
Where do you find such an obedient prime minister who is willing to be at the mercy of others?
Until this moment, the status of the two parties has changed dramatically, and both people's hearts have become more complicated.
"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?" His Majesty the Emperor looked at the Prime Minister and said something that would make ordinary people sweat like a small talk.
Everyone knew he wasn't lying, he had no means at all when he killed his brothers and sisters, so killing a prime minister was a matter of hand.
The Prime Minister was not frightened by him, but shook his head with a smile, "You won't kill me."
"Why?" asked His Majesty the Emperor, a little curious because the Prime Minister's tone was firm.
This feeling is actually very unpleasant. No one likes that their actions can be guessed and grasped by others. His Majesty the Emperor asked, "Why do you think I won't kill you, I can do that, and it's good for me It's easy."
"Whether I do it or not, you all call me a tyrant, which happens to be the 'business scope' of a tyrant!"
Well, killing a minister is a typical tyrant's behavior, so it's not wrong to say that.
The prime minister smiled, not nervous at all, "If you kill me, it will not change the current situation. It is the wish of all nobles to bring down the royal family."
"The royal families of the past dynasties have pressed the nobles too hard, but they have given them some illusory fantasies, allowing them to accumulate strength."
"Now they know how to resolve the conflict between the aristocratic group and the royal family. This is not something that can be changed by me alive or dead."
His Majesty the Emperor nodded, "Yes, you're right, you're alive or you're dead, it doesn't make any sense to the whole thing."
"So, can you tell me what you're doing here?"
He didn't say nonsense like "come here to laugh at the losers", he wasn't necessarily a loser to the emperor.
The Prime Minister talked about what happened outside, "More than 20 people died in the fighting today. They are getting more and more arrogant. I need to use your strength."
His Majesty the Emperor was silent for a while, "I am very embarrassed."
He shook his head. "Try to convince me. If you convince me, I will help you with this."
The Prime Minister smiled and sighed ~IndoMTL.com~ Many people think that the emperor of Gavra is just a hot-tempered man with no art of ruling.
How could a grumpy person keep Gavra at his peak for twenty years?
He's just a little grumpy and tends to get emotional when dealing with problems.
Before doing this, it was nothing.
The world was really small at that time.
But not now, because the world is so big.
The war between Guevla and Pontiero actually stemmed from the emotions of His Majesty the Emperor.
If he hadn't considered Pongio's refusal to provide a port for Guevla's navy to dock and rest as a humiliation to him, then the subsequent war would not have broken out until it spread to the whole world!
Gavra shouldn't have to pay for someone's mistakes, it's not medieval!
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