blackstone code

Chapter 1241 A Gust of Wind
After breakfast, the two went to the Privy Council together.

The Privy Council is a street away from the Royal Palace.

Not the distance between the left side of the road and the right side of the road, but the distance between one end of the road and the other.

It is said that Emperor Gafla I was always wary of the nobles. It may be that he himself knew that the establishment of the royal family after seizing power would cause dissatisfaction among the nobles. In short, these two places are a little far away.

It was almost ten o'clock when Lynch arrived at the Privy Council, which was actually not too late.

The Gefra people are used to having breakfast at nine o'clock. Their noon actually refers to the time period from one o'clock to two o'clock, not the time period from eleven o'clock to twelve o'clock, so as far as the current time is concerned, it is approximately equal to the federal nine o'clock.

The Privy Council is very large, and this is not the first time Lynch has come, but this time it is much more lively than the last time.

When there was still some distance from the parking lot, both sides of the road were already full of cars, and many nobles were walking towards the main building of the Privy Council together.

The little earl's car went straight into the parking lot of the Privy Council. The parking space outside was already full, but there were still some vacancies here.

But no one will park indiscriminately, every vacant space has an owner, and the earl and below do not have the right to park in it.

The car stopped, and the two got out of the car. Someone noticed this side, but they just nodded their heads and didn't intend to come over to say hello.

These are all etiquette, and nobles pay great attention to etiquette.

"It seems that you are no different from before." Lynch stood by the car and joked casually.

The little count was stunned for a moment, a little confused, "I don't understand?"

Lynch looked around, "Look, no one came to stand with us, you are still the same as before, rejected by the mainstream group."

The little count smiled, a very indifferent smile, and he walked towards the building first, and said indifferently as he walked, "They look down on us, just like we look down on them, it's nothing, I've already got used to."

Before this, the nobles of the new generation were not welcomed by the nobles of the Privy Council. Many of the nobles of the new generation were the kind who "die in one lifetime".

Their titles do not have the right to inherit, or they are just barons and viscounts, which can only be passed on for one or two generations, and they will become commoners again.

The hereditary nobles in the Privy Council, or nobles who have the means to maintain their noble status, look down on these "temporary nobles". They think that these people are not real nobles at all, and they even feel ashamed to share a room with them .

They didn't have much sense of presence in the Privy Council. Often when the nobles were chatting, these people either didn't come, or they could only sit in the corner when they came.

They don't speak the whole time, even if they want to say something, others will ignore them, let alone calm down and listen to them.

Lynch also belonged to a minor nobleman, an imperial baron, and it seemed unlikely that His Majesty the Emperor would give his descendants the chance to inherit the title, a typical "die in one lifetime".

With Lynch's help, these new generation nobles quickly gained a firm foothold in the Amélia region. They are now rich and have some power.

Others looked down on them, why would they look up to others?
The two entered the Privy Council, and the meeting hall of the Privy Council was in the center of the entire building, which was very grand.

At this time, the place is full of nobles, big and small. As the struggle between the noble group and the royal family has become fierce, the nobles scattered throughout the empire have recently returned to the imperial capital.

They gather here every day to share or discuss some issues. When there is something to discuss, there will be as many people as today.

"Our position is there..." The little earl pouted, and led Lynch to a corner where the little nobles who participated in the welcome ball yesterday had already gathered.

When they saw Lynch coming, they stood up to greet him to show their respect for Lynch.

After shaking hands with everyone, Lynch sat down with the little earl, and the nobles around them surrounded them layer by layer according to their status and strength.

In the entire Privy Council, they are only a handful of people, perhaps not even 5.00%, which shows how many nobles Gafla has conferred in the entire history.

The nobility has also become an obstacle restricting the development of this country!

"Today's atmosphere is a bit wrong..." A nobleman sitting next to the two whispered the message, "Last night, it was said that the secret police had been dispatched, and some people couldn't come in the morning."

Lynch was a little surprised, and so was the little Earl.

After the ball last night, Lynch and the former countess hadn't seen each other for a while, and the two chatted about future political changes and how the little count would deal with himself.

The little earl fooled around with two girls until dawn. He was young, younger than Lynch. He was not only a nobleman but also possessed a lot of wealth.

Wishes that are difficult for many people, such as sleeping with those beautiful girls without any responsibility, are as easy for him as the cook asking him what he wants for dinner.

This also made him hang out with different girls all the time. The former countess also talked about this with Lynch, and she was a little worried.

Her husband was always thin and weak because he often fooled around with women, and he didn't have a strong body when he was sick, so he didn't survive in the end.

She didn't want the little earl to go the same way, and now the only one who could persuade the little earl was Lynch.

Both of them spent the night doing very focused things, ignoring what was going on outside.

Lynch frowned, "Do you know how many nobles were arrested for any reason?"

"Or are they just restricted?"

The nobles have the laws and courts of the nobles, and everyone has been avoiding these issues, trying to make the common people think that this country is fair.

Whenever the nobles committed a crime, they were first tried in the noble court, and then the Privy Council gave the final ruling, and then it was their turn to accept the legal "fair" trial in the ordinary court.

All the nobles who were tried in the court were actually abandoned by the noble group long ago.

Those nobles who have not been abandoned by the noble group cannot appear in ordinary courts, let alone be tried and sentenced!
Although the secret police have a lot of power, they also have many restrictions. Lynch doesn't know much about these things, so he asked this question.

The little earl frowned and glanced at the nobles sitting in the most central place, his face was very ugly, as if he had turned into a horse's face.

When his uncles and aunts competed with him for the title, those great nobles did not make less trouble.

It was obviously a family matter, but it was taken to the Privy Council. If it wasn't for his good luck and the emperor's tight grip on power at that time, his inheritance rights would have been deprived by the Privy Council long ago.

Then someone explained to Lynch that the secret police could only ask the aristocrats to cooperate. In the end, whether these aristocrats were guilty or not, the Privy Council had the final say.

The little earl glanced at Lynch, and the two looked at each other, almost knowing it in their hearts.

When the time came to 45:[-], someone rang the golden bell, and the heavy voice sounded, which instantly drowned out the discussions of the nobles.

On the most core seats, there are seven nobles, and these seven are the highest-ranking nobles in the Privy Council.

There is not a single imperial minister here, and the imperial minister and the nobles of the Privy Council are always in opposition, at least it has always been like this in the past.

To be loyal to the emperor or to the nobles, you have to make a choice.

Loyal to the emperor to gain power, they may serve in various confidential departments.

Loyal to the nobility... probably can only be a noble nobility.

"If you didn't doze off on the woman's belly last night, you should know that some people have been controlled."

The Duke sitting in the middle looked at the others. He was thin, but he gave off a very "majestic" feeling. When looking at him, most nobles would look away.

His gaze turned half a circle in the hall, and stopped for a moment in the corner on Lynch's side.

The two looked at each other for about two or three seconds before His Excellency the Duke looked away.

After he looked around, he continued, "A few days ago we caught a group of spies, and after interrogation, we found that some of them betrayed the interests of the country for a little personal gain."

"We found some of them, and if any of you don't know who they are, look around and see if there are fewer people."

"This is not the end, it's the beginning."

"We will continue the trial. I also want to know how many people are enjoying the privileges and conveniences bestowed on them by the empire, but they are doing the ugly trick of betraying the empire!"

"Remember, this is definitely not the end, and it won't be that simple. We will definitely dig out everyone!"

His Excellency the Duke paused for a moment while speaking, he seemed a little agitated.

After he calmed down, his tone became more soothing, "Recently, you all stayed in the imperial capital, and whoever leaves will be arrested!"

He said and looked in the direction of Lynch, "Baron Lynch, you too!"

"If you don't have any place to live here, we can solve the accommodation problem for you!"

Lynch stood up and bowed slightly. He was just a baron, and he was facing a hereditary duke. He had to show his respect, "Your Excellency, I have a place to rest."

"I was also very angry when I heard the news. Anyone has the same attitude towards traitors. If there is a need for me, I will try my best to cooperate."

There was a little more smile on His Excellency the Duke's face, but it quickly subsided.

Lynch's "cooperation" made him very satisfied. This is a man with a sense of humor.

He went on to say, "I have a proposal here that needs to be discussed and discussed..."

As he said that, he opened the file bag in his hand and took out the documents in it, "...the motion on the impeachment of the First Prince!"

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(End of this chapter)