blackstone code

Chapter 1240 Cumulonimbus Clouds

The room was very quiet. Faced with the questions Lynch raised, these nobles began to calm down and think seriously.

There is no noise in the quiet environment, so you don't have to worry about the poor sound insulation of noble houses. They will always take various security measures for certain secrets, and sound insulation is one of them.

The little earl's mind was very active, and he couldn't help but began to pull on the floral collar, which made him feel a little tight and a little out of breath.

The sweat beads on the forehead reflected the light under the light, and everyone obviously began to feel uneasy.

The little count looked at Lynch who was sitting quietly, his eyes swept over the others, and finally returned to him, "I don't know how to say it, but I have an obvious feeling of fear."

Lynch nodded, "Yes, fear, it's normal."

"Actually, I'm afraid too."

"Federal military spending has more than tripled this year, and will be even higher with some of the next programs, and so will Gefra."

"In order to gain an advantage in the war that will break out at an unknown time, we have invested all the funds that should have been used for social construction and improving people's lives early into preparations for the war!"

"Our country is like lunatics on the edge of the gambling table, crazy, constantly pressing the chips that can be taken out of their pockets on the betting area in front of them."

"The more chips they put down, the more eager they are to see the results."

"Whether it's good or bad!"

People nodded one after another. Some of them had experienced that feeling. When winning or losing affected their rationality, their brains became hot and they put all their money on the gambling table.

After they put it down, their only thought is to "open", whether it is to open the card, open the cup, or draw the prize, they don't care anymore, they just want to see the result!
With more and more investment for so many years, the development of some social types has almost stagnated, and the anger of people in the bottom society has accumulated more and more.

If these rages are not unleashed before they reach their peak, a civil unrest is bound to erupt!
No one can keep their nerves tensed all the time, not even the benevolent Father God!
Lynch looked out of the window. There were obviously people talking and working outside the window, but he couldn't hear a single sound.

He turned his head and continued, "On the way here today, I found that the entire Gefra society has not changed much from a few years ago."

"The roadsides are full of old signboards that looked old a few years ago. There is no smile on people's faces that is satisfied with life, only the indifference of being pressured and unable to hold their heads up."

"They can't wait too long. If war doesn't break out within five years, the string will snap!"

"The finances will go bankrupt, and the people will not be able to stand it!"

The little earl recognized Lynch's words, and he was also thinking seriously.

In the past few years, except for some news about military affairs, science and technology, and diplomacy on Gefraben Island, the middle and lower classes of society have hardly had much news.

Everything is so tense, depressing, and full of despair!

On the contrary, the situation in Amélia is better. Various innovations can still be seen in the society, and people still have expectations for the outside world!

It's a heavy topic, the Ghaphra used to be unafraid of war, but now... they don't think so.

They may not be the opponents of the Federation in naval battles. In addition, the Federation's fleet was sniped by bombers in the Niujiao Strait. Just having a fleet can no longer gain an advantage in the offshore waters!

With the development of the times and the advancement of science and technology, the advantages of Gefla are being stripped away layer by layer!
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat dull. Once a war broke out, Amelia would definitely not be able to escape.

In fact, the Ameria region is also actively preparing for war, but as the imperial special zone, the core of the new economy, it is difficult for people to find those things behind things.

The new nobles who have just tasted the joy of making money instinctively resist war.

Once the war breaks out, their business is likely to be over!

Just as the little count was about to say something, someone knocked on the door.

The little earl's mother, the former countess, stood outside the door with a gentle smile on her face, "Everyone is here, the dance can begin..."

The Gefra people like to hold various dances and banquets, which has also been inherited by the federal people, so Lynch is no stranger.

When a group of people appeared at the ball, the atmosphere became particularly lively.

There are many beautiful girls and handsome boys here, most of them come from various modeling agencies, and they are often invited to various parties.

These young beautiful girls and handsome boys are like throwaways for this kind of party.

After they have pleased those important and distinguished guests, they will be "discarded" at will.

They always appear in such and such gatherings, obviously every time they play a very hurt role, but they still will not refuse such an arrangement.

In a country where the class is completely solidified, if you want to climb up, you can no longer rely on hard work, you have to pay!

It is possible that all the efforts will not get any return in the end, but as long as there is a return, it will be a complete change for them!
The ball held by the little earl for Lynch was in full swing, and in the study of His Excellency the Prime Minister, he was also talking about the object of the ball, Lynch.

Sitting opposite him was a nobleman of the Privy Council, a duke.

The dukes of Gefra are quite rare, and in recent years, dukes are basically no longer canonized, especially hereditary titles.

The dukedom in front of the prime minister came from when Emperor Gafla I founded the country. His ancestors, as one of the largest lords at the time, offered their loyalty to the Gafla empire in exchange for a hereditary dukedom.

Inherited to this day, it is incomparably noble!

"...This is not a good signal!" The sitting posture of the Prime Minister's subordinates was not so straight, a little lazy, their bodies were slightly tilted to one side, and their elbows were pressed on the right armrest, supporting the weight of their bodies.

Nobles are very particular about etiquette and demeanor. The reason why he shows such casualness is because the person opposite him has a very close relationship with him.

Not just "colleagues" but relatives.

In fact, the great nobles of the Federation are basically relatives, and they are also relatives with the royal family.

In order to maintain the rule, the royal family will always allow some princesses to marry the heirs of the great nobles. At the same time, some princes will become great nobles after they become independent, and they will also marry the daughters of some great nobles.

Someone once talked about the strife of Gafla's ruling class in a joking tone, thinking that this was the family's infighting.

No matter who loses or wins in the end, imperial power will not flow into the hands of people outside the ruling class!

For example, the Prime Minister at this moment, going back several generations, his grandmother was also a princess of the royal family.

In this way, he can actually be regarded as the brother of His Majesty the Emperor.

So whether the power is in his hands or in the hands of the royal family, it is actually in the hands of the ruler of royal blood.

The same is true for the Duke of the Empire opposite him, and his grandmother is the Princess of the Empire.

Your Excellency the Prime Minister rested for a while with his eyes closed. He is too old, and his vision will become too blurred if he uses his eyes too much. Resting for a while can relieve this situation.

As he rested, the room remained silent, and His Excellency knew he hadn't finished speaking.

About ten seconds later, His Excellency the Prime Minister wrapped his mouth, and then said, "If federal people are introduced in this accident, there will be too many uncertain factors."

"We should have done it earlier..."

There was a little regret in the tone, and a little complaint.

His Excellency the Duke looks to be about 60 years old, with a thin body and looks very energetic.

He was wearing a very luxurious aristocratic costume with a deep red background and gold trim, which gave him an extra nobility that ordinary people did not have.

"It doesn't depend on our ideas. The opinions of the Privy Council have not been unified until now. It is no problem to start earlier, but what should we do after the results come out?"

"While discussing who will control the country, while competing with other countries?"

After the Prime Minister proposed to end the imperial rule, the Privy Council immediately gave a positive response. How the royal family deprived the Privy Council of its power back then is how the Privy Council gave the emperor a desperate blow.

But before it is determined to overthrow the monarchy and establish a new political system, there is still a problem that needs to be resolved-who has the final say and how.

Some people advocate the election system of the federal people and turn the Privy Council into a parliament. These nobles are members of Congress. No matter who is in power, they are no bigger than the Privy Council.

It looks very good, but they still have some further ideas, such as the hereditary replacement system for members of Congress...

They want to hold on to these rights forever!
Some people proposed to abolish the royal family altogether, restore the "nobility's discussion of government" system, and turn the Privy Council into the actual governing body of Gefra.

Everyone has their own ideas, and each group of people has their own goals. Even until now, they have not been well unified.

The nobles in the Privy Council could not agree, and the final attack on the royal family could not be carried out.

If the nobles of the Privy Council fail to achieve ideological unity and blindly overthrow the current monarchy, it will definitely be a disaster for this country!
Your Excellency the Prime Minister picked up a piece of deerskin and wiped his glasses, "History has told us countless times that we cannot change the minds of people who stand on different positions from us in a short period of time."

"Change requires bloodshed, and it can be theirs or ours!"

His Excellency the Prime Minister put his glasses back on, "We're running out of time!"

The Duke then responded in the affirmative.

That night, some secret police began to work, and all this was hidden under the night.

At nine o'clock the next day, when Lynch first entered the dining room, the little count was already waiting for him.

"Today, the Privy Council has a regular meeting of nobles, all nobles in the imperial capital must attend, and you are no exception..."

(End of this chapter)