Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 106: Rebellion (Medium 3)

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Listening to Prime Minister Cullen's remarks, all the officials shuddered.

Gilbert could not help but anxious when he heard the overtones:

"Your Prime Minister!"

At this moment, a third voice joined the discussion.

"In fact, if the kingdom really has no other way but to bite the bullet, maybe..."

The unfamiliar voice attracted the attention of most people.

The ministers turned to the interrupter, who was the only participant in the imperial conference who did not speak-the deputy bishop of the sunset church, Stilianides.

I saw Stilianides nodding slightly:

"Can I try to persuade the Sunset Church to fund the expansion of the standing army?"

Many people frowned.

"What? You?" Suduo doubted.

In the corner of the discussion table, the vice-bishop smiled and nodded humbly:

"Guy Stilianides, the deputy bishop of the Central Diocese of the Church of Sunset, is here today to replace the sick Bishop Zenon to attend the Imperial Conference..."

"I know who you are, boy," the Sodor consultant interrupted him roughly:

"You said, can you find the money we want?"

The vice-bishop named Guy smiled slightly, then closed his eyes and prayed: "I can't guarantee, do my best."

Seeing that the other party was so simple, consultant Sodor looked suspicious:

"If I remember correctly, in the central sunset temple of the royal capital, Lord Diallo is the person most opposed to the standing army system. He once said: The standing army fights for money, is greedy and despicable, and recruits soldiers to swing swords for duty. Holy and respectable?"

Guy’s tone is humble:

"Yes, most of the priests of the Sunset Temple are of noble origin, go to the castle court, and are closely related to the nobles and princes everywhere."

"But we are not the same, Lord Shuduo," the vice-bishop said firmly:

"Sunset Church, not Sunset Temple."

Sunset Church.

Suo Duo was silent for a while, he calmed his emotions and watched the priest's eyes seriously:

"You just said, who are you?"

On the other side, Prime Minister Cullen looked clear: "Ah, the faith dispute between the temple and the church, the priests and the mission department, the priests and the bishops?"

The vice-bishop turned to the prime minister and smiled warmly:

"No, it has nothing to do with beliefs, but politics and standpoint."

"The temple is close to the princes, and the church is close to your majesty. It's that simple."

"If we can reduce the conscripts and increase the standing army, thereby weakening the influence of the temple, the bishops in the church will definitely be happy to see it."

Hearing this sentence, many people began to think.

Cullen's eyes moved slightly:

"Oh, as a believer in the setting sun, are you really—without hiding?"

"Disguise?"

Guy shook his head indifferently:

"No faith can exist independently of politics, and no religion is not about power struggle."

"To avoid political empty talk about faith, it means to put aside human nature and only ask about divinity. This is cover and disguise, it is the negligence and contempt of faith, and the disrespect and insincere to the goddess of sunset."

As soon as he said this, even the king at the end of the long table raised his eyes slightly.

Hearing this deviant remark, Cullen was taken aback and raised his eyebrows:

"I think I know why Gilbert recommended you. Compared with the priests who are full of sacred teachings, you are really interesting."

Gilbert grinned reluctantly.

Vice Bishop Guy sighed:

"Thank you for your approval, but this truth is not universal, especially for the priests on the side of the temple."

"Therefore, it is not convenient for the church to intervene in the kingdom's military in the form of direct funding."

Suo Duo, who cares most about this matter, has a cold face instantly:

"Then what do you mean?"

Guy turned to him and said seriously:

"To support the expansion of the Standing Army, the Sunset Church must have a valid reason."

Reason.

Many people have slightly changed expressions.

Guy looked respectfully to the end of the long table:

"If your Majesty can change the tradition and let our priests and brothers enter the royal standing army, I will be more confident in persuading the bishopric to fund."

Suo Duo was startled:

"But we already have sacrifices to the army. Whenever there is war, the temple will send a qualified chief priest to preside over the expedition ceremony..."

Guy curled his mouth and nodded calmly:

"Expulse them."

"What?" So Duo couldn't believe it.

"I suggest, Lord Shudor, expel the standing army's sacrificial rites, and let the army priests replace them," Deputy Bishop Guy explained patiently:

"What the temple can do for the standing army, the church can do the same, and even more."

Suo Duo understood what the other party said, and his expression changed back and forth in those few seconds.

The others in the meeting looked at each other.

The king's eyes are still distant and strange.

Prime Minister Cullen snorted:

"The priests of the Temple of Sunset, I will definitely not like it."

Guy turned his head, his words are sharp:

"The temple does not like many things."

"For example, the royal standing army."

"But it was originally a political issue. If you do this, it will become a religious contradiction," Kulun shook his head and said: "Sacrifice to the army has always been a tradition, no matter..."

Guy calmly replied:

"Yes, just like the lords regularly call in militias, it is also a tradition-until the royal standing army is born."

Suo Duo moved his eyebrows.

The deputy bishop looks towards the listless treasurer:

"And if there are chaplains with the army, the Sunset Church can allocate permanent funds from the donations of believers, justifiably to subsidize part of the cost of the standing army, and reduce the pressure on the Ministry of Finance and Taxation."

"This is something that a supreme, self-proclaimed orthodox temple cannot do."

"Hmm..." Joke, who was originally bored, suddenly became energetic, his small eyes gleaming:

"Is it not impossible to consider?"

On the other side, the military adviser was quiet for a few seconds and asked cautiously:

"So, the sunset church can fund the expansion of the standing army, provided that your majesty will allow your priests to enter the royal standing army instead of accompanying the army to make sacrifices, right?"

The vice-bishop smiled: "Of course not."

But his eyes changed:

"But without this bargaining chip, I would convince the bishopric to be less sure."

Suo Duo coldly hummed:

"This is a threat, take advantage of the fire."

"This is more for the kingdom." Guy responded quickly to his words:

"The priests of the temple are basically of noble origin, and they have a relationship with the princes of various places, and they are born and separated from the standing army. The army is just a story."

"And most of our priests came from poor backgrounds, and are used to the bottom of the education. They will be more competent, more capable, more enthusiastic, and more suitable for the standing army than the priests."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I worry about." Shuoduo sneered.

Hearing this, King Kessel suddenly snorted, meaning unclear and intriguing.

"I said, Guy, you are a priest who serves gods anyway."

Prime Minister Cullen on the other side narrowed his eyes:

"Isn't it too vulgar to have a mouthful of benefits and calculate the chips?"

"Sulky?"

Stilianides smiled slightly:

"The faith mentor and close comrade-in-arms of the King of Revival, the Prophet Brother Mohasa famously said: Theology is human learning."

Gilbert moved slightly.

"Divinity exists in human nature, and human nature has its own divinity. Only when every corner of human nature is exhausted can we hope to find the glimmer of divinity."

Guy smiled:

"Who is worldly and not sacred? There is heaven in the mortal world."

"Ah, you are not just a little bit interesting, Guy," the Prime Minister's tone changed:

"You are still terrible."

The vice-bishop made another prayer, very pious:

"The goddess puts down the test, always making the road of truth look rough and rugged."

"No."

After a few hesitations, So Duo figured out the way and resolutely refused:

"The Standing Army of the Royal Family does not require priests to accompany the army."

He said decisively:

"The standing army cannot be controlled by forces other than your majesty, especially the source of economics."

Sodor said this and glanced at King Kessel, but to his disappointment, the king remained indifferent.

Guy didn’t think he was disgusted, and continued the discussion:

"If it is limited to the form of payment, we can discuss, for example, the church donates this money to the Department of Finance and Taxation, and the Department of Finance and Taxation will allocate it to the budget of the Military Affairs Department..."

"Yes!"

The Treasurer's eyes are bright:

"If it can happen, you will save my life, Guy!"

Stilianides nods politely:

"Grace to the goddess, dare not take credit."

But So Duo's attitude remains the same: "What's the difference?"

"It took the stars for five hundred years, with endless sacrifices and endless bloodshed, to drive religion and theocracy back to the temple."

"As long as I am in charge of the Military Affairs Department for one day, history will not go backwards."

Suo Duo is uncompromising and uncompromising.

"That's not necessarily true," Qiu Ke murmured from the side: "According to your posture, if anyone can help you expand the standing army, you are probably willing to serve him as prime minister."

Suo Duo looked stiff.

"Then I'm thankful." Prime Minister Cullen sighed and moved the big **** that covered the entire chair:

"Please do it, Deputy Bishop Guy?"

Associate Bishop Guy smiled humbly at them.

"I understand your worries, Lord Shuduo, but what you are talking about is an ancient lesson: the priests of the temple fall into the way of self-righteous young children, aloof, greedy and corrupt, allowing selfish desire to overwhelm public heart, and condone Lies deceive the truth, false gods seek common interests, fight for power through faith, and never return."

Vice-Bishop Guy nodded, gently as usual:

"And my ancestors, the priests of the mission department, it is because of their mistakes that they broke themselves from the temple, uphold the goddess truth, and built the sunset church by themselves. It has been nearly four centuries. We do not belong to each other with the archbishop. The Ministry of Sacrifices and the Ministry of Missions strictly adhere to the boundaries. We do not..."

Suo Duo waved his hand impatiently to interrupt him:

"The temple is still the church, and the sacrifice is still the priest. In my opinion, there is no difference. They are all raccoon dogs."

"When you are weak, you have to ask for others, of course, you are compliant."

"Being strong and not greedy, it is bound to make progress."

He warned:

"The times have changed-the sunset temple has unlimited authority, and even dared to challenge the Fuxing Palace and intervened in the age of the throne, which is gone forever."

These words made the entire Imperial Conference drenched.

Guy sighed, making no secret of his disappointment.

"I understand, Lord Sodor, it seems that the wish of the priests to serve the country can only be realized in the future."

At the end of the long table, the king's cold eyes were once again covered by the setting sun.

"So, in the face of such a difficult situation, it is impossible to force reform of the military system." As the host of the Imperial Conference, Prime Minister Cullen sighed.

After hearing this, So Duo glared at Jo Ke again.

"Don't look at me, you want money, Guy and the church have it!"

Qiu Ke knows what the other party is thinking, and doesn't care at all:

"As for whether you want or not, you can do it yourself..."

"It's not just a question of money." Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Cullen spoke again, interrupting the military and financial battle that was seeing another outbreak.

This has attracted the attention of the officials.

"In fact, I just thought of the prince's banquet."

Duke Cullen's eyes are burning:

"The little nobleman of the Western Wilderness made a royal banquet last night, but he was saved by the Duke of Thales."

Gilbert frowned fiercely.

"This inevitably reminds people of the fact that His Royal Highness returned to China under the protection of the Western Famine Army, and the sword of Falkenhausen. This is easy to give people wrong expectations and may even be interpreted as the position of the royal family. , Things are troublesome, especially at this moment..."

Cullen said and shook his head, seemingly sorry.

"Your Prime Minister!" Gilbert reminded sharply.

Cullen shuddered slightly, as if he had just understood, and smiled apologetically.

But after hearing what the Prime Minister said, many people nodded thoughtfully.

"By the way, the Doyle family in question," Lord Clapham, the Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry, who hadn't spoken much all day, said rarely:

"Their Jinghu area has been a large grain-producing area in recent years, and it is also an important source of troops for the Canstar Private Soldiers and the Central Standing Army, and they belong to the Canstar Seven Servant, which may affect the attitude of other families."

"This will jointly affect the process of military system reform."

He glanced at everyone cautiously:

"I think we need to characterize the case as soon as possible, figure out the clues, and make a judgment..."

"It is true. The events at the royal family banquet have brought us a lot of trouble, whether it is the next reform of the military system or this letter."

King Kessel's figure moved slightly on the throne.

Viscount Connie glanced at the direction of the king, saw that he had no reaction, and cleared his throat:

"Excuse me, but I have heard that Mindith Hall has become a new place in the capital city where everyone is eager to go. Look at Doyle's house. After stabbing the big basket, he is still saved by His Highness... …I’m not going to accuse the Duke of Thales, but his attitude at the banquet is sometimes misunderstood..."

"Connie!"

Gilbert felt the direction of the meeting, frightened and angry.

"There is nothing wrong with your Royal Highness's disposal at the royal banquet! He is kind, generous and impartial!"

Manager Qiu Ke shrugged:

"But now, look at this letter, what we want most is kindness and generosity."

Viscount Connie nodded in agreement and added:

"And impartiality."

Gilbert is anxious:

"Leave aside the consequences, His Royal Highness saved two lives and two families superbly, avoiding a worse situation!"

"It is a brutal method of **** duel," another voice came:

"May the sunset forgive him."

Gilbert turned his head in disbelief, looking at his best friend.

"Guy?"

The Archbishop Stilianides nodded apologetically:

"Before I entered the palace, the bishops were talking about this."

The ministers exchanged glances and understood each other.

The deputy bishop made an atonement ceremony:

"Witness to the sunset, the Duke of Xinghu personally duel, resorting to the ancient rituals of barbaric heretics, that is really a bad signal and demonstration."

"No, that was what happened at night," Prime Minister Cullen snorted sarcastically:

"It should be said: Polaris Witness."

The former officials bowed their heads.

Gilbert took a deep breath and explained to his friend:

"Guy, my friend, as far as I know, the duel was unreasonably proposed by the other party, and Prince Thales upholds compassion, agreeing to the duel, and taking risks with his own body is just a stopgap measure."

Guy nodded understandingly:

"Of course, I understand the prince’s difficulties, and I also appreciate his kindness and generosity, wisdom and wiseness."

"But you think that after this story spread throughout the kingdom," Duke Cullen shook his head with a tut:

"When people talk about a duel, the first thing they think of is the prince's kindness and generosity, or the violent duel of Chan Xing?"

Gilbert frowned.

The vice-bishop also laughed:

"Master Cullen is right, just as the bishops of the church are also very worried: In the North, the Exter fighters have passed on the spiritual courage to fight to the end, but they are also in violence and blood. It numbs His Highness's thoughts and makes him not repulse the savage and backward ancient rituals."

Gilbert looked at his friend deeply, unable to hide his disappointment.

The king remained motionless.

"If things go on like this, as the heir to the kingdom, His Royal Highness has never avoided heretical beliefs and etiquette..."

Guy's tone became worried:

"This will profoundly affect people's attitudes and ways of dealing with things. It will make young people go enthusiastically, desperately take risks, and imitate those who follow suit. It will greatly detriment the existing rule of the kingdom... and if you see believers fighting for barbaric duel And bleeding, the goddess will not be happy, and her followers are the same."

Earl Clapham looked at everyone, and interjected with interest:

"Well, I also think..."

"Enough!"

The Minister of Foreign Affairs uttered a rare gaffe, and stopped all the chattering people.

"Everyone!"

"Your Majesty summoned us to this room, not for us to judge right from wrong and to investigate the blame!"

Gilbert was short of breath. He stood up and scanned every colleague angrily:

"Suo Duo, I know that the Standing Army’s trip to the Western Desolation has worked so hard to move the crowd, but it has not been fully accomplished. You have a hard time to speak, and you are worried about it"

The military adviser pursed his lips.

"Manager Qiu Ke, I also understand that the banquet accidentally harmed the Taxation Hall and lost a considerable amount of fines, which caught you off guard."

The Treasurer folded his arms unhappily.

"Your Excellency, you want to avoid unnecessary conflicts between the Fuxing Palace and your vassals, so you regard His Royal Highness as a target to shift the focus."

The old fat prince smiled indifferently.

"Viscount Connie, please rest assured, no matter how popular your Highness is, or recruiting talents, it will never affect your status as the backbone of the royal party."

The secretary of commerce and commerce heard that, his face was a bit ugly.

"As for Guy, old friend, I swear to you, your failure to become the prince’s theology teacher is definitely not the responsibility of your highness, nor does it mean that your highness is closer to the temple."

The deputy bishop closed his eyes and bowed his head.

"And Lord Clapham, you have been silent for a whole day, and you are smart enough. At the end, people babbled, and you won’t appear to be smarter!"

The Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry coughed embarrassedly.

After keeping the imperial court officials silent, Gilbert took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

He resisted looking at the figure at the end of the long table.

"Yes, I can feel it, I know that you all have such and such reasons, some or no thoughts, such and such grievances..."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs is serious and authentic:

"But, everyone, I implore you to put yourself in your place and understand the situation of the prince."

"Then you will understand that for the sake of the kingdom, His Highness Thales often has no choice, many things have to be done, and many encounters are beyond expectations."

"As for the tasks that should be done by him, he has done his best."

Gilbert slowed down, with a sigh unconsciously.

"From the National Conference to the Longxiao City, from the Great Desert to the Mindis Hall, facing the gazing Northland princes and the undercurrent domestic politics, it has changed any of us, even your majesty, even the old one. His Royal Highness, it is impossible to do better than him!"

His voice was high and passionate, shaking the Ballard room.

"Not to mention that we all owe him anything-whether it is to prevent the people from the North from going south, or to stabilize the Royal Family and Stars' political situation."

On the throne, King Kessel leaned back in his chair again, but his eyes were faint and he didn't know what he thought.

"As for the other unforeseen consequences caused by Thales’ actions, whether it’s the chaos of the Western Famine or the Doyle case, the duel or the controversy, or the **** letter and the dilemma it brought , In fact, it is the result of our failure to think about things carefully, this is the negligence and inefficiency of our servants, it is our own responsibility."

Gilbert exhaled, paused, and looked at everyone.

Everyone turned their heads to avoid looking at him.

When Gilbert said this, he was heartbroken:

"Should be blamed on Your Highness? This will neither cover up our incompetence, nor solve more problems, and the child should not be responsible for the mistakes he did not know."

At this moment, Duke Cullen suddenly said:

"Even if he is a star?"

Gilbert's complexion changed, and he looked back abruptly without showing weakness:

"Because he is a star!"

Prime Minister Cullen frowned.

After a few seconds, the Prime Minister sighed:

"I know, Count Caso, you are his teacher..."

But Gilbert interrupted him very quickly:

"I say this, not just because he is my student!"

Gilbert turned his head and faced the other colleagues, decisively, beyond doubt:

"It is more because of His Royal Highness Thales himself."

"Whether it is his courage and achievements in going north, the journey experience of returning from thousands of miles to the country, or the courage in the banquet to save people, it proves that he is worthy of being the Duke of Xinghu and the blood of the kingdom. ."

Speaking of this, Gilbert's voice trembled slightly:

"We should all be honored and proud to have such a prince."

"We should be the sword in his hand, not the stone in the boot."

"We should help him!"

"Not hindering him!"

The voice fell, Gilbert raised his hand to hold his eyes, and took a deep breath.

The Imperial Conference was silent, and the king's eyes were still like a blade in the snow, radiating cold light.

Associate Bishop Guy sighed, patted Gilbert on the arm, and motioned for him to sit down:

"Gilbert."

Gilbert waved his friend's arm away and took a deep breath.

"Please forgive me, princes," he tried to adjust his emotions, trying to calm his tone:

"As your Majesty said, I am also tired and old."

There is silence in Ballard's room.

"At least you are not fat."

Prime Minister Cullen took the conversation, somewhat depressed and emotional:

"It won't get in the eyes of some people."

The meaning of this sentence is profound, and no one dared to answer it.

Until the star king tapped his finger, breaking the dull atmosphere.

"Gilbert," Kessel V's gaze came straight, unable to conceal the complexity and subtlety in his tone:

"Old friends."

But Gilbert looked up suddenly.

"And you, Your Majesty!"

The foreign minister's voice suddenly rises!

Many people were taken aback.

Gilbert stared straight at the king's pressure-filled eyes, his chest rising and falling:

"Excuse me for presumptuous, but..."

"But..."

Gilbert raised his right arm as if to point at something, but gave up halfway through it.

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks tangled:

"But to this day, in the stars, in the Star City, even on this table, all the unfair scrutiny, accusations, criticisms, embarrassments that His Royal Highness Thales has received after returning to China..."

Faced with the sharp eyes of King Kessel, Gilbert made up his mind and said aloud:

"It's all because of your attitude towards him."

As soon as this statement came out, all the imperial officials changed color!

"Gilbert!"

Guy warned sharply.

Prime Minister Cullen strained his face, lost in thought.

But His Majesty the King just looked back at Gilbert quietly, without saying a word.

Only Gilbert swallowed his throat, closed his eyes and sighed:

"Seriously, your Majesty, whether as a courtier or a father, I am not very competent, and I am not qualified to teach you."

"But as a friend," Gilbert opened his eyes, sincere and serious:

"Kay, Your Highness, the Fifth Prince."

These titles made everyone's mind moved.

King Kessel did not speak.

But at that moment, his finger tapping the tabletop stopped.

"You really deserve to have such a son, for his awareness and ability, for his character and intelligence, for his strength and optimism, and for him not to collapse under the heavy burden of the entire kingdom... And feel proud and pleased."

Gilbert looked at him from a distance:

"I believe, and I am not the only one, we all believe from the heart."

"Prince Thales, he will be the future we all look forward to."

At this moment, no one spoke at the Imperial Conference.

The silence lasted for ten full seconds.

"You teach him every day, Gilbert," the king said in a heavy voice, unable to discern his emotions:

"You are too close to him."

Gilbert had a meal and then smiled.

"No, you are too far away from him."

"Like the first king."

At that moment, the eyes of the Ironfist King suddenly moved.

It is like a flawless iron wall with the first gap.

"But at that time, you still had Mindis Hall."

Gilbert looked at the throne faintly, but looked at something else.

"And now, he has nothing."

King Kessel seems to be fixed on his chair, without even moving his eyes.

"Get close to him, sire, at least try to get close to him."

"At least, talk to him."

Gilbert took a deep breath and sat down tremblingly. He pressed his eyes and smiled shamefully at the surroundings:

"Sorry, everyone."

The Ballard room seems to have sunk in an ice cellar.

The monarchs and ministers were silent, or bowed their heads in silence, or looked at each other.

Only the breathing remained.

Long, long time later.

"Everyone."

Everyone trembled slightly.

King Kessel's voice was like the first ray of sunlight breaking through the ice, breaking the dullness.

"Don't worry about my son, I have already talked to him."

At the end of the long table, the Ironfist King slowly raised his head, but he did not look at anyone.

"He will not be a trouble."

He closed his eyes and breathed out gently:

"Everything is under control."

The voice fell.

Prime Minister Cullen curled his lips.

Gilbert gave a hard smile.

Other people's reactions were mixed, and they were very concerned.

The Duke of Cullen picked up the tea cup, sat upright, and performed his duties:

"Well everyone~IndoMTL.com~Now, just come back to us..."

But the Prime Minister's words stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked suspiciously, only to realize that Cullen's expression had changed.

The Duke of East China Sea stared at the teacup in his hand.

There, tiny waves are rippling.

Almost at the same time, the officials in Ballard's room felt different and turned their heads together.

"Step! Step! Step!"

The sound of footsteps in groups came from outside, causing obvious vibrations.

This is a rare case, the imperial court officials looked at each other, not knowing why.

"There are at least thirty people in this step." As a military adviser who has served for many years, Sodor looked up vigilantly:

"What happened?"

But no one answered him.

On the contrary, the sound of different commands penetrated through the cracks of the door, and came from outside the door.

"Pioneer Wing gathers reinforcements...Run, run, run, run!"

"The situation is unknown..."

"The guard wings are deployed on the spot..."

The situation is not right, and the officials are uncertain.

The king frowned.

"Strange," Gilbert frowned:

"Does the Royal Guard have a drill today? Near the Ballard room?"

In the next second, a rapid and harsh ringing pierced the wall and rang in everyone's ears!

"Ding——"

Many people were taken aback and looked around in panic.

"This is, this is from the Royal Guard..."

The Sodor consultant was stunned.

He blinked and looked at the black stone gate, unable to believe his inference:

"Emergency alert?"

The king is still calm, but his brows furrowed.

The scarface scout of Secret Department was the first to move, reaching out to the door.

But before he could touch the doorknob, the door of the Ballard room was slammed open!