"Save... us?"

The little earl looked at Lynch dumbfounded, and even the former countess looked at Lynch ignorantly.

The matter of the elder betraying the interests of the nobility has spread throughout the entire empire in one day, and the commoners know this, but these words of Lynch left both mother and son in a daze.

About ten seconds later, the little earl shook his head a little discouragedly, "I don't understand, Mr. Lynch, they let us lose a chancellor of the exchequer who can hold the power, and we lose a power we can rely on. This is clearly harming our interests, so why is it saving us?"

In the eyes of most aristocrats in the Privy Council, what the little earl said was what they thought in their hearts. Once a minister of finance was born among them, then other nobles in the Privy Council could be placed in various financial departments to assume important positions.

The Privy Council has spokespersons among the ministers and can speak in front of the emperor, and can even use this as a starting point for the nobles of the Privy Council to enter other departments to assume important or less important positions.

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

But it was such a good opportunity to be rejected by the veterans on the grounds of "not being able to come up with a list of recommendations." They even more excessively planned to propose to the emperor to let the prime minister concurrently hold this post!

To say that there are no invisible transactions, let alone the ordinary people who watch the excitement, even the nobles themselves don't admit it.

Obviously it was a big bad thing, but it turned into a good thing in Lynch's mouth. It was...a bit unacceptable, even if the little earl admired Lynch very much.

Lynch looked at him, seemed to have guessed his inner thoughts, and asked casually, "Is it ridiculous?"

The little earl nodded, "I don't understand...", he smiled bitterly, "If this is the politics you are talking about, then politics is a bit too complicated."

Lynch gnawed at the apple while shook his head, "Politics is not complicated at all, but there is a premise. You must be able to peel off its coat 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. He knew the Federal Congress.

In some reports by Gevlar, the Federal Congress is the most comical place in the world. Members of Congress who can influence national policy greet each other's families from time to time because of their different positions.

How ugly or scolding, such as swearing or gambling or saying that the other party's moral problems are normal behaviors, and sometimes they even fight!

This is a farce, a boring and funny comedy for the Gefla people who maintain a serious political posture. Most Gefla people understand the Federal Congress in this way.

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

The little earl thought for a while. He suddenly realized that while Lynch was teaching him, he was also imparting a kind of experience and a kind of knowledge. This feeling was very strange. He began to become serious, thinking and preparing. Answer it when it's full.

Everything that happened before the eyes of the former countess sitting aside suddenly made her feel a little trance. In the trance, she seemed to see her deceased husband sitting on the sofa, using a humorous and relaxing way to share her rich experience and experience. Pass on to the next generation.

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

The little earl did not notice this. He replied after serious consideration, "It's very messy. Everyone has a different point of view. Every time during a break, there will be lobbying groups to lobby members of Congress to change their positions."

"They are like...a handful of stones, no matter how hard you can't hold them together, as long as your hands are loose, they will all fall away."

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

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

Lynch nodded very satisfied, although the question is not difficult.

"Then let's make an assumption, what will happen if the members of Congress are united?"

The little earl fell into contemplation again, and he already had a feeling that when he understood some of the truths in it, 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 holds important powers such as making laws and amending laws.

Some of these legal provisions can even affect the president, and Congress makes the final decision when impeaching the president.

After thinking about it again and again, he tentatively replied, "If Congress is united, the President of the Federation will be very dangerous?"

He thinks this way. If members of Congress can really unite together, it doesn’t really matter whether there is a president in the Federation. They have the final say on everything, and they make decisions about who goes up and down, and the president will become a Congress. Puppet.

Lynch shook his head, "Although he guessed wrong, but not many wrong."

"Once members of Congress are united, then Congress may be banned, and members of Congress may completely disappear from the federal political arena, or they may survive in another way."

"The supreme power will never be provoked. The Federal President and the military will not allow such a dangerous ruling class to appear. They will directly launch a civil war to purge all those who try to control the country."

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

"If we look back at the current situation in Gevla, do we get some new experience?"

Lynch looked at the little earl with a faint smile. The apple in his hand had only one core left. The former countess actively pushed the trash-disposing bucket over. Lynch thanked him and threw the core away.

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

But if he does this, he must accept his love. This is not as simple as making some money. It is more like a kind of inheritance of wisdom, which is more rare than making money.

Lynch smiled and shook his head, without saying anything.

He values ​​the little earl very much, and Gefla and the Federation will inevitably become rivals in the future, and befriending these people now and drawing them to his side is equivalent to foreshadowing in advance.

In any case, the future of these people is worth looking forward to.

Even if some things Lynch’s speculation do not happen in the future, these investments are not in vain, and enough returns can be obtained, so why not do it at this time, and have to wait until later and sigh "Why didn't you do it at that time"?

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

Lynch drew a cigarette. The former countess lit a cigarette for Lynch with the desktop lighter on the table. "Tell me."

He has his legs crossed, hands on his knees, and he feels very mature and mature, not at all like a twenty-three-year-old young man—yes, he’s only celebrated his birthday in October, he is twenty-three years old. .

But for the mainstream group in this world, he is still a young man and a big kid!

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

"Whether it is the ministers or the emperor, there is nothing to do with us, because we are almost nobles!"

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

"So this chancellor's quota will not fall into our hands anyway. In that case, it is obviously more appropriate for the veterans to take out this impossible quota for something we can get."

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

"Am I right?" He looked at Lynch expectantly, full of anticipation like a child who scored ninety-nine points in the exam, looking forward to complimenting~lightnovelpub.net~Linqi clicked I glanced at it, "That's right... a small amount, but this is already very impressive, at least most people at your time, can't see the relationship here."

The little earl was only slightly taken aback when he heard this. He thought he had seen everything clearly, but he didn't think that Lynch was only saying that he was right "a little and a half", not even half of it!

It's like he got a score of ninety-nine in a test paper with a maximum score of 200 or 300 points. This score does not make people happy at all!

"Can you... tell me, there are other things!" He is a little excited now. Although politics is boring, as long as he gets the correct opening method, it will become interesting.

After all, fighting with people is always the happiest thing-of course, this is based on the basis of being able to win, and those who lose never think this is an interesting thing.

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

Naturally, Lynch's back was also shining in the countess's eyes, the kind of golden sparkling...