Blackstone Code

"Save...us?"

The young earl looked at Lynch dumbly, and even the former countess looked at Lynch with a confused expression.

The fact that the senator betrayed the interests of the nobles had spread throughout the empire in one day, including the common people, but Lynch's words left both mother and son in a state of confusion.

About ten seconds later, the young earl shook his head in frustration, "I don't understand, Mr. Lynch, they have deprived us of a minister of finance who can hold great power, and they have deprived us of a force we can rely on." , this is obviously harming our interests, so why is it saving us?"

In the eyes of the vast majority of nobles in the Privy Council, what the little earl said is what they think in their hearts. Once a finance minister is born among them, other nobles in the Privy Council can be assigned to assume important positions in various financial departments.

The Privy Council has a spokesperson among the ministers, and they can speak in front of His Majesty the Emperor. They can even use this as a basis to allow the nobles of the Privy Council to enter other departments to take on important or less important positions.

Many people regard this confrontation between the emperor and the prime minister as an opportunity for the rise of the Privy Council nobles. This is the only time in so many years that the prime minister and the emperor simultaneously agreed to let the Privy Council submit the list of ministers.

But such a good opportunity was turned down by the elders on the grounds that they "could not come up with a list of suggestions." What was even more outrageous was that they planned to propose to His Majesty the Emperor that the Prime Minister should also hold this position!

To say that there is no invisible transaction here, not to mention the ordinary people watching the excitement, even the nobles themselves do not admit it.

It was obviously a bad thing, but in Lynch's words, it turned into a good thing. This... is a bit hard to accept, even if the little earl admires Lynch very much.

Lynch looked at him, seemingly guessing his inner thoughts, and asked casually, "Do you think it's ridiculous?"

The little earl nodded, "I don't understand it at all..." He smiled bitterly, "If this is what you mean by politics, then politics is a little too complicated."

Lynch shook his head while chewing an apple, "Politics is not complicated at all, but there is a premise. You must be able to peel away its outer layers layer by layer and reveal the true core inside, so that you can understand the context and development of the whole thing. .”

"Do you know the Federal Congress?" Lynch suddenly asked an irrelevant question. The little Earl nodded anyway. He knew the Federal Congress.

According to some of Gaevra's reports, the federal Congress is the funniest place in the world. Members of Congress who can influence national policies occasionally greet each other's family members in Congress because of their different positions.

No matter how unpleasant it is, it is considered normal behavior to swear, curse, or talk about the other person's moral issues. Sometimes they even fight!

For the Gefra people who maintain a serious political stance, this is a farce, a boring comedy. This is how most Gefra people understand the Federal Congress.

Lynch asked again, "What do you think of Congress?"

The little earl thought for a while, and suddenly realized that Lynch was teaching him while also imparting a kind of experience and knowledge. This feeling was wonderful. He began to become serious, think seriously, and prepare. Answer when you are satisfied.

What happened in front of the former countess sitting aside made her suddenly feel a little dazed. In the daze, she seemed to see her late husband sitting on the sofa, using a humorous and relaxed way to express her rich experience and experience. passed on to the next generation.

Her eyes were a little moist, and she immediately lowered her head to hide her gaffe.

The young earl did not notice this. After thinking carefully, he replied, "It's very confusing. Everyone's point of view is different. Every time during the break, there will be lobbying groups going around lobbying members of Congress to change their stance."

"They are like... a handful of stones. No matter how hard you hold them, they can't be held together. As soon as you loosen your grip, they all fall apart."

He used a very vivid description, pebbles, not sand.

In fact, sand can be held into a ball after being wetted by water, and it is not easy to completely fall apart. On the contrary, it is like stones. No matter whether they are wet or dry, no matter how hard you hold them in your hand, as soon as you let go , they will inevitably disperse.

Lynch nodded with satisfaction, although this question was not difficult.

"So let's make a hypothesis, what would happen if members of Congress all came together?"

The young earl fell into deep thought again. He already had a feeling that when he understood some of the truth, the fog in front of him would instantly disperse, allowing him to see the essence of the matter.

He thought about many possibilities. Although he didn't know much about the federal political system, he knew that the federal Congress held important powers such as making laws and amending laws.

Some of these legal provisions can even affect the president. It is Congress that makes the final decision when impeaching the president.

After thinking again and again, he tentatively replied, "If Congress unites, will the president of the Federation be in danger?"

This is what he thinks. If the members of Congress can really unite, it doesn't matter whether the federation has a president or not. They have the final say on everything anyway, and they decide who is up and down. The president will become a congress. puppet.

Lin Qi shook his head, "Although I guessed wrong, I didn't make too many mistakes."

"Once members of Congress unite, Congress may be banned, and members of Congress may completely disappear from the federal political arena, or they may continue to do so reluctantly."

"The supreme power is always immune to provocation. The federal president and the military will not allow such a dangerous ruling class to emerge. They will directly launch a civil war to purge all those who try to control this country."

"So the unification of Congress is not a good thing, but a bad thing, a big bad thing."

"When we look back at the current situation in Gaevra, have we gained some new insights?"

Lynch looked at the little earl with a half-smile but not a smile. There was only one core left in the apple in his hand. The former countess took the initiative to push the trash bin over. Lynch thanked him and threw away the core.

When the former countess handed Lynch the handkerchief, she said "thank you". She knew that it was not Lynch's responsibility to let the young count know more about the world.

But if he does this, he must be grateful. This is not as simple as making some money. It is more like the inheritance of wisdom, which is more rare than making money.

Lynch smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

He valued the young earl very much. Gefra and the Federation would inevitably become competitors in the future. Making friends with these people now and drawing them to his side was equivalent to foreshadowing in advance.

No matter what, the future for these people is worth looking forward to.

Even if something like what Lynch guessed doesn't happen in the future, these investments are not in vain and can still get enough returns. So why not do it now instead of waiting until later and lamenting "Why didn't I do it then?"

After several minutes of thinking, the little earl exhaled heavily, and his eyes became extraordinarily bright, "I probably understand a little bit!"

Lynch took out a cigarette, and the former Countess took the desktop lighter on the table to light the cigarette for Lynch, "Let's talk about it."

He crossed his legs and put his hands on his knees. He looked very mature and mature, not like a twenty-three-year-old young man at all. Yes, his birthday was only in October, so he was twenty-three years old.

But to the mainstream people in this world, he is still a young man, a big kid!

"The Privy Council is very united now. Once we have some power in our hands and these powers spread around, we will eventually become the most terrifying group in the empire."

"No matter the ministers or His Majesty the Emperor, there is nothing they can do against us, because we are almost equal to nobles!"

"If this finance minister really appears among us, that person and we will definitely be jealous of the ministers and the royal family."

"So this quota of finance minister will not fall into our hands anyway. In this case, it is obviously more appropriate for the elders to exchange this impossible quota for something we can get."

"Maybe we will know tomorrow. Maybe some colleagues will join the Finance Department and become new officials."

"Am I right?" He looked at Lynch expectantly, like a child who had scored ninety-nine points in the exam, full of expectations and looking forward to praise.

Lynch nodded, "You're right...a little bit, but this is already amazing. At least most people can't see the relationship clearly at this time."

The little earl was only slightly stunned after hearing this. He thought he had seen everything clearly, but he didn't expect that Lynch only said that he was right "a small half", not even half!

It's like he scored 99 points on a paper with a full score of 200 or 300. This score doesn't make people happy at all!

"Can... tell me, and other things!" He was a little excited now. Although politics is boring, it will become interesting as long as you get the right way to open it.

After all, fighting between people is always the happiest thing. Of course, this is based on winning. Those who lose never think this is an interesting thing.

The eyes of the former countess looking at the little earl were filled with maternal brilliance, as well as some sighs and relief.

Naturally, Lynch's back also sparkled in the Countess's eyes, the golden kind...