Chapter 365: Is This an Attempt to Force the Emperor to Abdicate?

Just when everyone thought that Paul should feel happy, they saw that the dignified Lord Alda had a bitter face.

"Earl Graman?"

Earl Parker called him out of curiosity.

No response.

Myron Garnard roughly guessed what Paul was thinking.

He nudged his ally with his elbow, "Paul, the king's decree..."

"Hmm?" Paul reacted and found that Hansel was looking at him with a strange look.

"The Graman family thanks His Majesty the King for his grace!"

He immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully took the parchment.

Grace? This is obviously a nuisance!

Paul hopes to establish an efficient administrative system that can communicate from top to bottom and smooth the flow of government orders. This depends on high-quality civil servants at all levels, not a bunch of local emperors who are not as big as me.

Although Paul is now one of the many local emperors in the Kingdom of Aldo, he does not want a bunch of such people to appear under his command.

Isn't this what we work so hard to promote education and use exams to recruit qualified government officials for?

Of course, Paul can use his power to choose not to grant titles or only to confer titles on robed nobles. But how will the people below look at him? Other lords are so generous, why are you so stingy?

How can we guarantee the loyalty of the people below?

Enfeoffment? Or not? This is a very important question.

Now Alda has already seen the prototype of a modern regime. Although there are also various backward aspects, as the regime gradually improves, Paul believes that the problems will be solved one by one.

A division may make all previous efforts go to waste, and will rapidly shrink the land he can actually control.

"Congratulations to Earl Graman!"

Except for Myron, the other lords didn't know what Paul was thinking, and came up to congratulate him.

"Thank you!"

Paul smiled bitterly and answered one by one.

With mixed feelings, he accompanied the guests to visit the remaining machinery.

"Earl Graman!"

After the visit, Derrick Heller, the son of Earl Heller, called Paul excitedly.

"Can I visit the place where you produce muskets and artillery?"

Paul was immediately given a difficult question, which was the secret of Arda's secrets.

"Uh... I'm very sorry!" Paul refused.

Old Heller quickly made peace for his son: "Earl Graman, Derrick is young and ignorant, please don't be offended."

"I'm very sorry, I was too rash." Derrick became dejected and looked very frustrated.

Perhaps he was just interested and had no other ideas. Paul had inquired that this noble son was young and impulsive but relatively simple.

"Mr. Viscount, there will be a joint infantry and artillery exercise tomorrow morning. If you are interested, you can go and watch it."

Derrick, who had just hung his head, raised his head, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"Great, thank you very much, Earl Graman. I can't wait to see the heroic appearance of your army here."

He clenched his fists tightly, looking very excited.

Winifred Heller said to everyone with a wry smile: "I'm sorry to make you laugh. My son has loved fighting since he was a child. The war a while ago made him very excited. He still feels unsatisfied."

Everyone smiled and nodded. They all experienced Derrick Heller's bravery in battle, although sometimes he was reckless.

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Two days later, Austin, the commander of the Alda Navy, rushed to Lake Heart Town to attend the joint meeting of the military and political leaders in the Lord's Mansion.

Now the communication between Lake Heart Town and Fulan Port is very fast, thanks to the flag signal "telegraph" system that has begun to work. A message sent from Lake Heart Town can be delivered to the recipient in half an hour, and in this half hour, the time spent on the actual transmission on the line is only about ten minutes, and most of the time is spent on translating signals and delivering paper letters to the recipient.

In addition to the "Fulan Port-Lake Town-Butuya" line that has been put into use, more lines are under construction. The "telegraph" lines will be like the tentacles of an octopus, tightly gathering Arda-Baerding-Emden together. Lake Town is the brain of the octopus. The signals sent by the brain can be sent to the tentacles to make them act immediately, and any feelings on the tentacles can be uploaded to the brain immediately.

The theme of the meeting is to discuss whether to let the Tirpitz fleet stay in the West Port to assist the kingdom's army in maritime defense.

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There was no heated debate at the meeting.

"After nearly two years of sweeping, pirates in the northwest bay have been wiped out, and other coastal territories basically have no decent maritime forces, so we don't have much defense pressure."

"Let the fleet face the threat directly, which can train their combat capabilities."

"A good knife will rust if it is not used."

"The fleet staying in the south can provide protection for our merchants."

So the matter was settled, and Paul made the final decision to let the fleet stay in the south.

"The only problem is the mood of other generals."

Austin said to everyone with some embarrassment.

"As you know, Tirpitz took away most of the warships that can fight. Quick and Alman... are almost left alone."

Paul rubbed his head and said: "Build new warships for the First Fleet and the Second Fleet. Tell Quick and Alman that I will build a larger three-masted warship for them as flagships."

Austin said again in embarrassment: "But Lord, now the shipyard in Port Fulan and the shipyard we bought in Larnaca are already full of orders for civilian ships. It may take several years to build new warships."

Paul waved his hand: "Then build a third shipyard, General Manager Ford, the State Council will be responsible for building the third shipyard. If the finances are tight, you can raise funds from the private sector by issuing securities on the stock exchange. The profits can be distributed, but the management rights must remain in our hands."

"Yes, Lord Earl." Old Ford nodded and took note.

Austin was delighted, "Then I will thank the Earl on behalf of the whole navy. Please watch, in a few years, from Fulan Port to Xigang, the fish in the sea along the way will jump out and shout "Long live Graman."

The matter has been agreed upon, Paul announced the adjournment of the meeting, but no one in the room lifted their butts.

Paul looked up, except for the two older people, old Ford and Schroeder, who closed their eyes to rest, the others cast eager eyes at him one by one.

That was a hopeful look! That was a thirsty look! Even Bryce, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes...

Ouch! Paul secretly said that it was not good. Could it be that the news brought by Hansel two days ago had been spread? There were many people present at the time, and it was embarrassing to keep it secret even for other lords.

Looking at their eyes, are they going to force the emperor to abdicate?