The eldest prince sitting in the dock looked at the prosecutor's constantly turning lips, and recalled the original appearance of the incident.

A landlord from a remote country, with some money in his hand, did not know from where he heard that big cities made better money, and in a short time he caught up with a businessman from the Imperial Capital.

There are no "capitalists" in Gevlar, at least from an official point of view.

All merchants are like lambs raised by God. They are not dangerous at all. When the nobles need it, they will shave off their wool.

These lambs have tried to resist at different times, and the ending is never unexpected. All the lambs have become roasted whole lambs.

So the Lamb learned to keep a low profile and to obey.

In this power-based country, capitalists will never be able to make waves.

So there are no fierce capitalists, only meek lamb merchants.

The country landlord quickly used his stupid and hypocritical face to deceive many people, and he also gained some friendship.

Someone introduced him to a job, a thankless job, building cheap apartments.

Gevlar also has cheap apartments, but this cheap apartment is essentially different from the federal cheap apartments.

In federal low-cost apartments, tenants only need to pay no more than 50%, and most of the time, they only need to pay 20% to 30% of the rent before they can rent in.

The rest is paid for by various financial subsidies. For example, in the low-cost apartment in Sabine, people only need to pay one-third of the rent to make a family live well.

The city finance will pay the remaining 60%.

Of course, when discussing this issue, there is no need to consider how federal capitalists use cheap apartments to transport benefits and obtain wealth. At least it solves the problem of food and clothing for many people.

In Gevlar, cheap apartments are like...surface engineering.

There is a lack of capitalists, a very important link, so that local governments are not so interested in building cheap apartments.

After all, the more people live, the greater the pressure on the city's finances. The most correct choice is to build as little as possible.

And the profit of this kind of project is not much, far inferior to what the prosecutor said it could make a profit of 2 million.

Damn it, after the landlord completed the project, he lost hundreds of thousands!

He undertook this project, in fact, to get in touch with the nobles.

The reason why this matter is related to the eldest prince is because at that time, the eldest prince was actively establishing a positive image of himself.

He is the destined heir to the throne. An irritable single husband who relied on slaughtered brothers and sisters to ascend to the throne actually killed each other for the children and instituted an eldest son succession system.

After adulthood, the eldest prince had to establish himself as a "Ming Jun" in front of the people of Gefula.

Some charity projects and rescue projects are obviously very good choices.

He doesn't need to spend any money to get some benefits, and he can beat his reputation as wise and compassionate to the people. Why refuse?

He has done a lot of similar projects, and of course the country landlord also got what he wanted.

Although he lost money.

The prince's eyeballs turned slightly, and there was a mockery in his eyes looking at the prosecutor, as if he was mocking a person who should have told the truth, but because of political reasons, he began to lie.

At this time, the big prince's brain turned very fast, and it was almost that he began to perceive the world with a very clear feeling.

The prosecutor was a little uncomfortable with his eyes. He pretended to inadvertently turned his head and glanced at the chief prosecutor with the corner of his eye.

The high prosecutor's face was cold, his eyes drooped, and he didn't notice his gaze.

"If you need it, I can call the witness, which is the businessman."

The prince still has a disdainful expression on his face, "He can betray and frame me, and he will betray you and you in the future."

"Today you stand on the beheading stage and question me from the perspective of an executioner. One day in the future, you will also stand with me and be judged by others."

His words made the prosecutor a little frightened and a little angry, and he felt that he was underestimated.

The overthrow of the royal family is the unanimous will of all the nobles, and no one can easily change this process.

He pretended to be fierce and pressed on, "It seems that the prince does not admit that he has committed a fault. I ask the judge to call witnesses."

The prosecutor turned around, looked at the judge, and bowed to salute.

In Gevla, the justices are also served by nobles.

The justice nodded and granted the prosecutor's request, and then a chubby businessman appeared on the witness stand.

"He doesn't seem to have been beaten." Lynch, who was sitting in the gallery, came to this conclusion after careful observation.

"There is no problem with the posture when walking, and there is no problem with the expression and eyes. The big prince is in great trouble."

Lynch learned a lot of interesting knowledge in the small room, such as how to judge a person's state through some details of his attitude.

When a person can make a betrayal decision without undergoing any harsh torture, it means that the betrayal will be very thorough.

Even this businessman would hope that the royal family will be completely ruined more than the nobles, otherwise it will be him who will do it!

There was a smug smile hidden on the prosecutor's face, and he used the process of turning around to clean up his expression again.

He walked up to the businessman and asked, "Please put your hand on the Bible and swear that everything you say is true and there are no lies."

The businessman almost covered the Bible with his chubby palm, ridiculously and somewhat solemnly swearing that he would never lie.

The prosecutor was very satisfied with his expression and attitude when he swore, and then asked, "Tell me about the deal between you and the prince..."

Following the narration of the businessman, some exclamations were made from time to time at the back of the auditorium.

Don't be curious, those are ordinary people, commoners, imperial citizens, call them whatever you want, in short, they are not nobles.

Only common people would exclaim, and the nobles sitting in front of them all knew that everything the businessman said was false!

Yes, everyone knows, because this set of rules of the game has been implemented in Gafra for hundreds of years.

Every nobleman will have this kind of people around him. They try their best to please the noblemen. They just hope that when they encounter trouble in business, they can say "I have cooperated with..." to avoid risks.

For this reason, they are willing to make some profits. After all, they also know that using the prestige of the nobility cannot be free.

Everyone knows that the eldest prince is framed, but the person who knows the truth is precisely the person who framed him, which is very...sorrowful.

The sorrow of the grand prince and the royal family.

"enough……"

When the businessman talked about taking his sister's daughter naked and sending it to the eldest prince, the eldest prince interrupted him.

There was a contradiction and embarrassment on the businessman's face, and there was also a timid and humble smile. When the elder prince looked at him, he humbled his head and did not dare to meet the prince's gaze.

"Continue to read my next crime." His face has no expression, only disappointment and numbness.

Disappointment means that he is immature, and numbness means that he is still immature.

When the prosecutor wanted to continue to ask the eldest prince whether he admitted the first crime, the chief prosecutor gave him a tilted head.

Humans, like many animals, are not always so good at static vision, but dynamic vision is better.

The subtle changes in that instant were caught by the prosecutor.

He skipped the question and began to read the second count of the eldest prince.

Most of the day, except for a few crimes that lacked witnesses, almost all other witnesses came to testify against the crimes committed by the eldest prince in these cases!

When he left, Lynch could already imagine what the whole Gevra would look like after a new day!

The collapse of faith may be a bit exaggerated, but there is only one point. In fact, many people do regard the royal family as their faith.

After a group of scientists failed to prove the existence of gods in various ways and atheism flourished, even the faith of the royal family collapsed. This is really a bad era!

Just as the public opinion of Gevlar began to rush and ferment, Lynch sat opposite the Prime Minister.

Only this time, he was not as a nobleman, but as a federal diplomat.

"I was thinking when I saw you coming in just now, after today's negotiation, I must call Mr. Truman and ask him to change someone!"

The Prime Minister smiled, not strong, and lighter than a smile. "I thought that my opponent didn't know much about the issues we needed to talk about, but I didn't expect that I would meet'my own'!"

Lynch knows the current Gevlar well. He has many aristocratic friends. This means that the Prime Minister cannot conceal any information about Lynch during the negotiation process.

The profit of the negotiation is often related to the amount of information at hand ~ lightnovelpub.net~ As the "landlord" and the giver of the purpose of the negotiation, the Prime Minister clearly should have a certain advantage.

But these advantages disappeared after facing Lynch.

Lynch was playing with the pen used to record text, and his eyes met the Prime Minister, gentle, reserved, and strong.

"Isn't this just right?" he asked back, "I know enough about Gevlar and the Federation. I can eliminate some misunderstandings between us that shouldn't or shouldn't exist between us. I am The most suitable person!"

Your Excellency the Prime Minister chuckled twice, very perfunctory. From these two simple utterances, he could hear a counterattack like "Fat your mother".

Lynch chuckled twice, which probably meant "the brain is a good thing", as if no one can't do the same.

The perfunctory smile on your Prime Minister's face receded. He first said sorry, then put on his reading glasses, looked at the documents in his hand, and then took off his glasses and looked at Lynch, "We need food..."