Warlord of Chaos Chapter 592: Dynasty

Guevara and others retreated one after another. In the huge conference room, there were only two people left, and the atmosphere became extremely quiet. After an unknown amount of time, Han Jin heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile. : "You offended them all today."

"It's not my fault." Although he knew how embarrassing his situation had become, Solomon had a very casual smile on his face, as if he didn't take it to heart at all: "My purpose is just not to let them take their territory Treat it as a meal on the plate, take what you want, if you can't even accept this...heh..."

Han Jin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Do you think your reform will be successful?"

"It's not very hopeful." Solomon thought for a while, and said softly: "Even if you can support me with all your strength, it is unlikely that it will be implemented. As time goes by, it is gradually occupied by nobles.”

"Why?" Han Jin asked.

"What are you asking?" Solomon smiled: "Why is it impossible to achieve, or...why I know it is impossible to achieve, but I still have to say these things?"

"I want to know."

"Remember what I told you?" Solomon stood up slowly, pacing back and forth in the conference room: "If you visit any nobleman's house, you will find that even a jazz with no rank The little nobles in the family will also have a considerable number of books, and they can get enlightenment from the stories that show the success or failure of the rise and fall, gain their own wisdom, and have their own ability to survive.”

Han Jin didn't answer the call, but just listened quietly.

"And what about the common people? They can only get some long-distorted legends from the mouth of the bard. Justice must prevail... They have been cheering for this, with longing and anticipation." Solomon said : "Compared with the stories of bards, the collections owned by nobles are deeper, more responsible, and closer to the truth."

"You seem to dislike bards?" Han Jin laughed.

"I don't mean that. In fact, I admire their innocence and enthusiasm." Solomon said, and then changed the subject: "Have you ever heard of a nobleman who can't read?"

Han Jin thought about it, and replied: "It seems not."

"Yeah, not to mention noble children, even servants of noble families have the opportunity to learn culture, even the most unbearable dude can read books fluently, of course, whether he can understand the content of the book is It's another matter, at least he can read it." Solomon said: "But...you go out of the Holy Crown City and ask those hard-working farmers, do any of them know how to read?"

Han Jin sighed lightly, there is no need to answer this question.

"I went out and told them how many benefits my vision would bring them and how happy they would be. After I talked about it for a few days and nights, a nobleman stood up and said, All I need is some bread to beat me, win the praise of the farmers, and drive me away, making all my efforts for naught." Solomon smiled self-deprecatingly: "They can't understand me at all, nobles I can understand it, but they will never support me, so I can't find any allies."

"If you know you have no allies, why do you say so?"

"There should be someone who shouted it out first, and I believe that some wise men will remember my voice." Solomon said softly: "Besides, these words have been held in my heart for a long, long time, and I don't want to take them with me. They go to the grave."

"Then... let's talk about the specifics." Han Jin smiled and changed the subject: "I hope you don't surprise me like you did just now."

"Are you surprised? I can't see it at all." Solomon smiled, and then fell silent for a moment: "It seems that my resistance seems to be very high. I should let someone stand opposite me. How much more so At least it can resolve their grievances."

"Guevara?"

"It can only be Guevara."

"Do you still want to build councils everywhere?"

"Yes."

"But you just said that the power of parliamentary representatives will be occupied by the nobles sooner or later."

"Then do the same. Power cannot be concentrated in the hands of lords from all over the world." Solomon said: "This is good for the future of your dynasty... only good, not bad. Moreover, it also leaves a legacy for our future generations. Opportunity."

"My dynasty?" Han Jin laughed: "You know, I'm not interested in these at all."

Solomon stared at his extremely neatly manicured nails, and said slowly: "I know, I knew it when we first met, you have a pursuit beyond my comprehension, I faintly Some judgments, but I still can't believe it."

"I didn't hide it on purpose. For the vast majority of people, it was a ridiculous dream. If I really said it, people would simply regard me as a lunatic or a fool." Han Jin was telling the truth. Back when he still needed Sunier's protection, if he had told Sunier frankly, follow me, I will become a great god's mansion in the future, it is estimated that Sunier would have kicked Han Jin into paralysis.

"I can understand your feelings, just like what I just said, it has been in my heart for a long time." Solomon smiled and said: "Fortunately, it was in your Holy Crown City, and it was changed to other places. I was sent to the gallows."

"You are creating a dilemma for yourself." Han Jin thought for a while: "Should I give in?"

"You mean..."

"Just copy the model of the Freedom Federation, they can still accept it reluctantly." Han Jin said: "A proper compromise is for faster progress, which is what you told me at the beginning."

"Actually, you don't really understand my thoughts." Solomon said.

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When Han Jin and Solomon were talking, the atmosphere on the promenade outside the conference room was particularly heavy. Whether it was Chesom from Lengying City or Thorn Tiannan from the Tribal Alliance, their faces were tense.

If it wasn't for Han Jin's scruples, they would most likely go mad on the spot, especially Thorn Tiannan, who refused to come to Holy Crown City in every possible way, but to protect the interests of his chief, Solomon's words had offended them bottom line.

Guevara winked at Zeng Gelin, and the corner of his mouth flicked in the direction of Thorn Tiannan, and then chased Chesham's back.

"Master Chesham!" Guevara shouted loudly.

Chesom didn't even bother to say hello to Dominique who had just met, so he hurriedly led the titans out. Hearing Guevara's cry, he paused and turned slowly. Turning around, he smiled and said, "Master Guevara, is there something wrong?"

Guevara nodded, then looked around, and walked up another long corridor from the overpass. Chesom knew that Guevara should have something important to discuss, so he hesitated for a moment, but followed with strides.

Walking into an empty gazebo, Guevara sat on a stone bench, and Chesham sat on the other side. In fact, because of his stature, he felt very uncomfortable. When passing through the corridor They also had to keep their heads down so as not to hit the beams, not to mention the taller titans, who even had to bend over to walk. Of course, this also made them feel even more depressed.

Chesham is not a person who is good at controlling his emotions. What's more, in his territory, he can do whatever he wants. Guancheng, in the face of Han Jin's coercion, he has tried his best to control himself, but the effect is not ideal, and his smile is more or less stiff.

Of course Guevara could see it, and sighed secretly in his heart. If the content of today’s meeting is spread, it will definitely affect all the missions in the Holy Crown City, and some missions may even try to escape. Fortunately, the Special League and other places said that it was defeated by Han Jin himself, and how to do it was completely up to Han Jin to decide, while other cities could not accept Solomon's idea at all.

"Today, Lord Solomon... well, what should I say." Guevara frowned, "Actually, it's not just you who feel uncomfortable, even us are also dissatisfied. Who listens to whom? If the parliament listens to us, their existence will only increase the burden on the people. If we listen to them, what is the use of the lords everywhere?"

Hearing these words, Chesham nodded vigorously, because of the power gap, he can obey Han Jin's orders, but what kind of council has been set up in his Lengying City to restrain him in everything? Don't you want to drive him crazy? !

"Let's be honest, I'm not afraid of your jokes." Guevara said: "These of us followed Raphael when Raphael hadn't laid down his own foundation. What are we for? ?! Isn’t it because you trust Raphael’s ability, so that one day in the future, he will become a famous official like Kenneth and Kim in the era of the Great Empire? According to Lord Solomon’s intention... Hehe, we might as well go home and retire now, Then our life-sacrificing back then was a joke."

"Yes, yes!" The more Chesham listened, the more comfortable he felt. If he had known today, he would never have formed an alliance with Han Jin. Only once is right.

"However... I believe this is not what Master Rafael meant." Guevara changed the subject, and said again: "That's why Master Raphael suddenly suspended the meeting, and he wants to have a private talk with Master Solomon. "

"Really?" Chesham showed a dubious expression.

"I don't know him yet?" Guevara laughed.

If someone else had uttered wild words, Chesham would have slapped him, but Guevara's status is unusual. It can even be said that Han Jin has always regarded Guevara as an elder. The one who can change Hanjin's mind is Guevara.

"But...that Solomon is Lord Raphael's future father-in-law after all." Chesham said softly, because of the hatred in his heart, Chesham did not use the honorific title.

"If my weight is not enough, there are Jadis, Zenglin~IndoMTL.com~ and Gaobin from the elves, can these people together not compare to Solomon?" Guevara said : "However... you must wait for my news quietly, don't be reckless. Raphael is very smart, we can tell him about our interests, and he will never ignore our opinions, but, If there are fluctuations in the outside world, or if someone wants to put pressure on Raphael... then the consequences will be unimaginable, you know, Raphael's power..."

"I understand, Master Guevara, don't worry." Chesham said hastily.

(After reading the book reviews, I have to say that the style of the next book will definitely be straightforward, the more flirtatious the better. In fact, I have tried to practice in the battle of becoming a fairy. As for the last chapter, It’s just a final rant. From now on, I will never talk about humanities again. It’s serious to make more money and fill my stomach. But I didn’t expect that some people’s reactions would be so intense. I think that the things I’ve coded have always been biased toward darkness. On the one hand, there are not many plots of murder and arson, and even this is fine. In an illusory world, an idealist draws his own blueprint. What is there to make a fuss about? It’s better than murder and arson, right? Besides, I understand very well The implication is that other people will not agree with Solomon's proposition. I code words and like to give a character a character first, and then let the character drive the plot. I think Solomon should advocate this, and others should object, but it is It’s just a collision between an idealist and reality. Is it necessary to be so excited and serious? Illusory world, repeat, it’s an illusory world, and some people have raised the level of struggle, saying that I can pretend inside and outside the book. , at the beginning, I was very, very low-key, how can I pretend to be a person who doesn’t even talk?) Support genuine reading!)

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