Blackstone Code Chapter 1282: The end of an era
Rarely, the Privy Council was deserted, and the little earl looked at the sparse nobles with a mocking expression on his face.
"They are not united at all...", he turned to look at Lynch, "I heard that many of them are busy with some things, and they are softer than we thought!"
"I thought they would hug and storm the palace..."
Whether the nobles admit it or not, without the great nobles to stop them, no matter what they do, they lack some strength, including fighting against the royal family.
The great nobles rarely end, and although they provide a lot of help, there seems to be not much real and practical stuff.
Seeing that the day of the abolition of privileges is getting closer and closer, the most common thing the nobles do during this time is not to unite and discuss how to pull back a tough game, but to deal with the broken things in their hands.
The most distinctive feature of the privileges of the nobility is the redemption system and the scapegoating system...
The redemption system mostly occurred in the Middle Ages. Nobles were often caught by mistake during wars, but they were not worried at all. Because of the redemption system, even hostile nobles could not kill those who surrendered.
They had to be entertained with food and drink until the other's family brought in gold coins for redemption, and then sent the people back.
After all, few nobles died on the battlefield. Some people think that this system caused the violent temper of the medieval nobles. Because a trivial matter will declare war, for them, failure is nothing more than paying a little gold.
But they can breathe a sigh of relief, that's all that matters.
The scapegoating system occurred in the modern era.
When the nobles still had fiefs, they were the ones with the most power in their own territory, they made laws, so they themselves would not be punished.
But with the development of society and the development of the empire, the privileges of the nobility have shrunk for the first time, and the nobility must also start to obey the law, but it is the nobility code, not the imperial code.
In order to let the nobles hand over those privileges honestly, the royal family at that time added a privilege to the nobles, which is the scapegoating system.
If they have committed a crime - they were lawmakers and now they are enforcers.
Then the nobles have the right to have people punished in their place. Some people think that this is the redemption system in the new era, but in any case, it exists so bizarrely.
When the nobles' court believes that the nobles have violated the nobles' code and need to be punished with certain whippings, sentences that will hurt people, including beheading, etc., they can have them serve their sentences.
On the contrary, imprisonment, labor, and exile cannot be scapegoated.
It sounds a bit nonsense, but to put it simply, a **** trial result can be scapegoated.
Anyone who has no blood but is a political punishment cannot be scapegoated.
It is precisely because the nobles have the privileges of these two kinds of summer festivals before and after that they have no concept of crime, or they don't care whether they have committed a crime at all.
And what they are doing now is to arrange for someone to make a scapegoat for the criminal behavior they may have done before before the privilege is abolished...
That's why the little Count laughs at them, they always think of themselves first.
Lynch agrees with the little earl's statement, "Everyone is selfish. In special times, people will always make actions that are beneficial to themselves. I told you about this kind of behavior before..."
For the nobles, no one knows what will happen in the future, but if everything is really over, if they don't clean up the past, maybe they will be unlucky soon.
Guevlar doesn't have any issues with old or new laws.
Lynch said for a while, "I'll be returning to the Federation in a few days, you'd better go back to Amelia as soon as possible..."
"In such a hurry?", the little earl was stunned for a moment, a little reluctant.
He always learned a lot when he was with Lynch that he couldn't have learned while Lynch was away.
For example, the "selfish behavior of people" that Lynch told him, no one else would impart knowledge to him in such a simple and transparent way before.
His title is the highest among his group, and sometimes even if he doesn't do it right, or doesn't do it well, people won't talk about him, let alone tell him what to do.
Only Lynch, this made the little earl can't help but keep, "Aren't you going back with us?"
Lynch shook his head, "No, I have a lot of things on the federal side. Maybe you don't know, my mother was brought to court by the prosecutor..."
The little earl looked shocked. In his eyes, Lynch was simply the existence of God. It was incredible that his mother would be accused.
Looking at his stunned look, Lynch smiled and waved his hand, "It's all a small matter, but I have to go back..."
The little earl knew he couldn't hold back, so he could only sigh, "Okay, I hope you can solve these problems smoothly."
"Next...how do you think the situation here will be?"
Lynch smiled slightly, "Who knows?"
The day passed quickly, and that night, countless people lost sleep.
Including the emperor, including the prime minister, including the great nobles and... the fleet commander of the front line.
After dawn tomorrow, the fate of the Gafra Empire will go in a direction that no one knows...
At seven o'clock in the morning, just as the sky started to light up, the major was up and going to work.
Today, there were many police officers in the square outside the palace. When he approached, two police officers walked over and searched him.
There is no doubt that he has nothing illegal on him, only a dozen dollars and two badly worn keys.
But even so, the police did not let the major in. Instead, they called the person in charge of the square outside the palace and confirmed that the major had been working here for a while before allowing the major to enter.
"Why are there so many people today?", he asked in a low voice, as if he didn't want to speak loudly because of the cold.
What the **** kind of logic is this?
But the supervisor doesn't seem to care, and his answer is also a kind of talk, a complaint in a sense.
"God knows, do you know what time I got up today?"
"What time?"
"Five o'clock!", the supervisor shouted loudly, the weather looks good today, there was another snowfall yesterday afternoon, and it fell into the middle of the night, it should be a sunny day today.
His words naturally spread far, and some police officers looked away after seeing him.
"Five o'clock...", the supervisor sighed, "This is the earliest time in my life."
"Listen, I'm in a bad mood right now, you go to your place to clean up the new snow and do whatever you want, just don't bother me, understand?"
The major nodded, and went to the utility room to pick up the snow-ploughing tools under the supervision of the supervisor, and began to clean the snow.
After more than an hour, the square was thoroughly cleaned, and a cleaner like him could rest for a while.
Because Gevra is a power-based country, the exploitation and oppression of capitalists is not serious here, so when a cleaner wants to rest, he can go to rest.
Major chose a cafe next to the Palace Square to rest. On such a cold morning, a cup of hot coffee, with a cheese-filled burrito, is absolutely the perfect breakfast.
In addition to good coffee and delicious burritos, there is a roof.
It is said to be the roof, but in fact it can be said to be the second floor. You can go up from the vent of the toilet. The top is a triangular spire structure with a window facing the square.
Usually many cleaners will rest here, so one more person, one less person, no one will find any problems.
And everyone dresses the same, which gives a lot of privacy.
The major wasn't worried about his assassination and his departure. The only thing he was worried about was whether the submarine would ever show up.
But, whether it will or not, what should be done, must be done.
He talks ramblings like he usually does, pretends to fit in with the crowd, enjoys coffee and burritos, and makes a weekend fishing appointment with a few colleagues before heading into the coffee shop.
He came to one of the toilet cubicles and easily entered the second floor cubicle through the exhaust window.
The weapon is placed in a jar in the corner of the wall. No one has come here for a long time. The dust on the ground near the door has not changed at all~IndoMTL.com~ There are no footprints.
He removed the waterproof tarpaulin wrap from the jar, checked the firearm to make sure there was nothing wrong, and began making final preparations for the shooting.
At ten o'clock in the morning, a lot of nobles had gathered in the square outside the palace, and they kept shouting something to the palace.
At this time, the crowd was quiet for a moment, and the emperor appeared.
What surprised the major was that there were not so many palace guards around the emperor today, leaving him some space.
The emperor faces off against the wall.
Some nobles began to rush towards the palace while pushing and shoving. The emperor stood on the city wall and didn't move, just looked at the nobles indifferently.
Yes, he will indeed be the last emperor under the Gefra monarchy, but he will also be the first emperor under the new system.
Although he lost some of his power, the royal family became the biggest beneficiary when the privileges of the nobles were almost completely abolished.
Because of the royal family, they also have privileges!
Maybe he, and the emperors in the future, cannot personally control the power of this empire, but they can influence this country in other ways!
It even affects the Prime Minister and Ministers, as well as the Cabinet.
"We are all cannon fodder of the times, but I am obviously not the same as you!"
His Majesty the Emperor looked at the group of nobles who were attacking the palace and whispered to himself.
He could see that the nobles who attacked the palace first had quietly retreated to the middle and rear of the noble group, but the nobles who didn't move at first, driven by their emotions, had already rushed to the front line.
"We are all victims of the times!"
He sighed lightly, and suddenly there was a gunshot in his ear, and the entire time inside and outside the palace seemed to stand still at this moment!