1240 Cumulonimbus
The room was very quiet. Facing the questions raised by Lynch, these nobles began to calm down and think seriously.
There is no noise in the quiet environment. Don't worry about the sound insulation of the noble house. They always take various confidentiality measures to keep some secrets, and sound insulation is one of them.
The little earl's mind was very active, and he couldn't help but start to pull on the flower collar, which made him feel a little tight and out of breath.
The beads of sweat on their foreheads reflected the light under the light, and everyone was obviously beginning to feel uneasy.
The little earl looked at Lynch who was sitting quietly, his eyes swept over the others, and finally returned to him, "I don't know how to put it, but I have an obvious feeling of fear."
Lynch nodded, "Yes, fear, that's normal."
"Actually, I'm also afraid."
"The federal military expenditure has more than tripled this year, and with some of the next projects, military expenditure will be higher, and so will Gaevra."
"In order to take advantage of the war that we don't know when it will break out, we have invested all the funds that should have been used for social construction and improving people's lives early in preparing for the war!"
"Our country is like a madman at the gambling table, crazy, constantly putting all the chips he can take out of his pocket into 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, they suddenly put all their money on the gambling table.
After putting it down, their only thought is to "open". Whether it is opening cards, opening cups, or drawing prizes, they don't care anymore, they just want to see the results!
With more and more investment over the years, the development of some societies has almost stagnated, and the anger of people at the bottom of society has accumulated.
If this anger cannot be released before it reaches its peak, then a civil strife is bound to break out!
No one can keep their nerves tense all the time, not even the merciful Father God!
Lin Qi looked out the window. There were clearly people outside the window talking and working, but he couldn't hear a single sound.
He turned back and continued, "On my way here today, I discovered that the entire society in Gefra has not changed much from a few years ago."
"The roadside is full of signs that looked outdated a few years ago. There are no smiles on people's faces that are satisfied with life. There is only indifference that makes them unable to lift their heads due to pressure."
"They can't wait too long. If the war doesn't break out within five years, the string will be broken!"
"The finances will be bankrupt and people won't be able to bear it!"
The little earl recognized Lynch's words and he was also thinking seriously.
Apart from some news about military, technology and diplomacy, there has been almost no news about the middle and lower classes of the island in the past few years.
Everything is so tense, depressing, and full of twilight!
On the contrary, the situation in Amelia is better. Various innovations can still be seen in the society, and people's faces still have expectations for the outside world!
This topic is very heavy. The Gefra people were not afraid of war in the past, but now... they don't think so anymore.
They may not be the Federation's opponents in naval battles. In addition, the Federation's fleet was sniped by bombers in the Niujiao Strait. The fleet alone can no longer take advantage of the offshore!
With the development of the times and the advancement of science and technology, Gafra's advantages are being peeled off layer by layer!
The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull. Once the war started, Amelia would definitely not be able to escape.
In fact, the Amelia region is also actively preparing for war. However, as an imperial special zone and the core of the new economy, it is difficult for people to discover the things behind things.
The new aristocrats, who had just tasted the joy of making money, instinctively resisted war.
Once the war breaks out, their business will most likely be ruined!
When the little earl 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 been inherited by the Federation people, so Lynch is no stranger.
When a group of people appeared at the dance, 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 beautiful young girls and handsome boys are like disposable items for this kind of party.
After they please those important and distinguished guests, they will be casually "discarded".
They always appear in gatherings of one kind or another. It is obvious that they play a very injured role every time, but they still will not refuse such an arrangement.
In a country where classes are completely solidified, if you want to climb up, you can no longer just rely on hard work, you have to pay!
It is possible that all the efforts will not get any reward in the end, but as long as there is reward, it will be a complete change for them!
The ball held by the young earl for Lynch was held lively. In the study of His Excellency the Prime Minister, he was also talking about the person he was entertaining at the ball, Lynch.
Sitting opposite him was a prince of the Privy Council, a Duke.
There are very few dukes in Gefra. In recent years, dukes are basically no longer conferred, especially hereditary titles.
The title of Duke in front of the Prime Minister came from when Emperor Gefra I founded the country. His ancestors, as one of the largest lords at the time, offered their loyalty to the Gefra Empire in exchange for a hereditary and irreplaceable title of Duke.
It has been passed down to this day and is extremely noble!
"...This is not a good signal!" The prime minister's sitting posture was not so upright and a bit lazy. His body was slightly tilted to one side, and his elbow was pressed on the right armrest to support the weight of his body.
The noble is very particular about etiquette and grace. 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 of the royal family.
In order to maintain their rule, the royal family would always let some princesses marry the heirs of great nobles. At the same time, some princes would become great nobles after becoming independent, and they would also marry the daughters of some great nobles.
Someone once jokingly talked about the strife among Gaevra's ruling class, thinking that this was an infighting within the family.
No matter who loses or wins in the end, imperial power will never fall 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 actually lies in the hands of rulers of royal blood.
The same is true for the Imperial Duke opposite him. His grandmother is the Imperial Princess.
The Prime Minister closed his eyes and rested for a while. He is too old and overusing his eyes will make his vision too blurry. Resting for a while can alleviate this situation.
There was silence in the room as he rested, and His Excellency knew that he had not finished his words.
After about ten seconds, the Prime Minister kept his mouth shut, and then said, "If federal people are introduced into this incident, there will be too many uncertainties."
"We should actually take action earlier..."
There was a little regret and a bit of complaint in his tone.
His Excellency the Duke looks to be about sixty years old, thin and energetic.
He was wearing very luxurious aristocratic clothing with dark red background and gold trim, which gave him an extra level of dignity that ordinary people did not have.
"This does not depend on what we think. The Privy Council's opinions are still not unanimous. There is no problem in taking action earlier, but what will happen after the results come out?"
“Are you competing with other countries while discussing who will control this country?”
After His Excellency the Prime Minister proposed the end of imperial rule, the Privy Council immediately responded positively. How the royal family deprived the Privy Council of its power back then is how the Privy Council now gives the emperor a desperate blow.
But before it is determined to overthrow the monarchy and establish a new political system, there is still a question that needs to be resolved about who has the final say and how.
Some people advocate the election system of the Federals, turning the Privy Council into Congress. They nobles are members of Congress. No matter who is in power, they are no bigger than the Privy Council.
It looks great, but they have some further ideas, such as the hereditary system of replacing members of Congress...
They want to hold on to these rights forever!
Some people also proposed to simply abolish the royal family, restore the "aristocratic political discussion" system, and turn the Privy Council into the actual governing body of Gaevra.
Everyone has their own ideas, and every group of people has their own purposes. Even until now, they have not been well unified.
If the nobles in the Privy Council cannot unite their opinions, the final attack on the royal family cannot be carried out.
If the nobles in the Privy Council fail to achieve ideological unity and blindly overthrow the current monarchy, it will definitely be a disaster for this country!
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 in different positions from us in a short time."
"Change requires bloodshed, either theirs or ours!"
The Prime Minister put on his glasses again, "We don't have time!"
The Duke then responded in the affirmative.
That night, some secret police began to work, and everything was hidden under the cover of night.
At nine o'clock the next day, when Lynch first entered the restaurant, the little count was already waiting for him.
"Today there is a regular meeting of nobles in the Privy Council. All nobles in the imperial capital must attend, and you are no exception..."