After breakfast, the two of them headed to the Privy Council.
The Privy Council and the palace were separated by a street.
It was not the distance between the left and right sides of the road, but the distance between one end of the road and the other.
It was said that Emperor Guevra I had always been wary of the nobles. Perhaps he knew that seizing power and establishing the royal family would cause dissatisfaction among the nobles. In short, the two places were quite far away.
When Lynch arrived at the Privy Council, it was almost ten o 'clock. It was not too late.
The Gefran people had a habit of eating breakfast at 9 o 'clock. Their noon was actually between 1 o' clock and 2 o 'clock, not between 11 o' clock and 12 o 'clock. Therefore, the current time was equivalent to 9 o' clock in the Confederation.
The Privy Council was very big. It was not Lynch's first time here, but this time it was much livelier than the last time.
When they were still some distance away from the parking lot, both sides of the road were already full of cars. Many nobles were also walking towards the main building of the Privy Council.
The young Earl's car went directly into the parking lot of the Privy Council. The parking spaces outside were already full, but there were still some empty spaces here.
However, no one would park randomly. Every empty space had an owner. No one below the rank of an Earl had the right to park here.
The car stopped and the two of them got out. Some people noticed them, but they only nodded in greeting and did not intend to come over to say hello.
These were all etiquette. The nobles paid great attention to etiquette.
"Looks like you guys are no different from before."
Lynch stood beside the car and casually teased.
The young Earl was stunned and did not quite understand. "I don't quite understand?"
Lynch looked around. "Look, no one is coming over to stand with us. You guys are still the same as before, excluded by the mainstream group."
The young Earl smiled. It was a very indifferent smile. He took the lead and walked towards the building. As he walked, he said nonchalantly, "They look down on us, just like how we look down on them. It's nothing. I'm already used to it."
Before this, the new generation of nobles was actually not liked by the nobles in the Privy Council. Many of these new generation of nobles were the kind that "died in one generation".
They didn't have the right to inherit their titles. Their titles could only be passed down for one or two generations before they became commoners again.
The hereditary nobles in the Privy Council, or the nobles who had ways to maintain their status as nobles, looked down on these "temporary nobles". They felt that these people were not real nobles at all and would even feel ashamed to be in the same room with them.
They did not have much of a presence in the Privy Council. Usually, when the nobles were chatting, these people would either not come or would only sit in a corner.
Even if they wanted to say something, no one would pay attention to them, let alone quiet down to listen to them.
Lynch was also a minor noble, a baron of the Imperium. Also, it seemed that His Majesty would not give his descendants the chance to inherit the title. It was a classic case of "dying in one generation".
With Lynch's help, the new generation of nobles quickly gained a foothold in Amelia. They were now very rich and had some power.
If others looked down on them, why would they look up to others?
The two entered the Privy Council. The meeting hall of the Privy Council was in the middle of the building. It was very large.
At this time, it was filled with nobles of all sizes. With the battle between the nobles and the royal family becoming white-hot, the nobles scattered all over the Imperium had recently returned to the capital.
Every day, they would gather here to share or discuss some issues. When there was a meeting, there would be as many people as there were today.
"Our seats are over there …" The young earl pursed his lips and led Lynch to a corner. The minor nobles who had attended the welcome ball yesterday had already gathered there.
When they saw Lynch arrive, they all stood up to greet him to show their respect for Lynch.
After shaking hands with everyone, Lynch and the young Earl sat down. The nobles around them arranged themselves according to their status and strength, layer by layer.
In the entire Privy Council, they were only a small group, perhaps not even 5%. This showed how many nobles Gevra had conferred in history.
The nobles had also become a hindrance to the development of the country!
"The atmosphere today is a little strange …" A noble sitting next to the two whispered, "Last night, the secret police were dispatched. Some people couldn't come in the morning."
Lynch was a little surprised, and so was the young earl.
After the ball last night, Lynch and the former countess had not seen each other for a while. The two talked about the future political changes and the young earl's problems.
The young earl fooled around with two girls until dawn. He was still young, even younger than Lynch. Not only was he a noble, but he also had a lot of wealth.
Many people's wishes were difficult to achieve, such as not having to bear any responsibility for sleeping with beautiful girls. To him, it was as easy as a cook asking him what he wanted to eat for dinner.
This also caused him to fool around with different girls. The former countess also talked to Lynch about this, and she was a little worried.
Because her husband often fooled around with women, he was always thin and weak. When he was sick, he did not have a strong body, and in the end, he did not make it.
She did not want the young earl to follow the same path. Now, the only one who could persuade the young earl was Lynch.
The two of them were very focused the whole night, ignoring what was happening outside.
Lynch frowned, "Do you know how many nobles were arrested for what reason?"
"Or are they just restricted from moving?"
The nobles had their own laws and courts. Everyone had been avoiding these questions, trying to make the commoners think that the country was fair.
Every time a noble committed a crime, they would first be tried in the noble court, and then the Privy Council would give the final verdict. Then, they would be judged in the ordinary court by the law.
All the nobles who were tried in the court had in fact been abandoned by the noble group.
Those who were not abandoned by the noble group would not appear in the ordinary court, let alone be judged and sentenced!
Although the secret police had a lot of power, there were also many restrictions. Lynch did not know much about these things, which was why he asked this question.
The young earl frowned and glanced at the great nobles sitting in the core area. His face was very ugly, as if it had turned into a horse's face.
When his uncles and aunts were fighting for the title with him, those great nobles had caused a lot of trouble.
It was clearly a family matter, but it was still brought to the Privy Council. If it was not for his good luck and the fact that the Emperor had a firm grip on power, his inheritance rights would have been taken away by the Privy Council.
Then, someone explained to Lynch that the secret police could only ask for the cooperation of the nobles. In the end, whether these nobles were guilty or not was up to the Privy Council.
The young earl glanced at Lynch, and the two of them looked at each other. In their hearts, they more or less knew what was going on.
When it was 10: 45, someone knocked on the golden bell. The heavy sound rang out, and in an instant, it covered the nobles' discussion.
In the core area, there were seven nobles sitting. These seven people were the nobles with the highest status in the Privy Council.
There were no imperial ministers here. The imperial ministers and the nobles of the Privy Council were always on opposite sides, at least in the past.
To be loyal to the Emperor or to the nobles, they had to make a choice.
If they were loyal to the Emperor and got power, they might serve in various confidential departments.
If they were loyal to the nobles … they could only be noble nobles.
"Last night, if you didn't lie on a woman's belly and doze off, you should know that some people were being controlled."
The duke sitting in the middle looked at the others. He was thin, but he gave people a very "majestic" feeling. When they looked at him, most of the nobles would look away.
His eyes turned half a circle in the hall and stopped for a moment in the corner where Lynch and the others were sitting.
The two of them looked at each other for about two or three seconds before the duke looked away.
After he looked around, he continued, "A few days ago, we caught a group of spies. After interrogation, we found that some people betrayed the interests of the country for a little bit of personal benefit."
"We found some of them. If you don't know who they are, then look around you. See if there are some people missing."
"This is not the end, but the beginning."
"We will continue the interrogation. I also want to know how many people enjoy the privileges and convenience the Empire gave them, but do the ugly business of betraying the Empire!"
"Please remember, this is definitely not the end, and it won't be the end so easily. We will definitely dig out all of them!"
The duke paused for a moment. He seemed to be a little emotional.
After he calmed down, his tone became relaxed. "For the time being, all of you will stay in the capital. Whoever leaves will be arrested!"
As he spoke, he deliberately looked in the direction of Lynch. "Baron Lynch, you too!"
"If you don't have a place to stay here, we can solve the problem of accommodation for you!"
Lynch stood up and bowed slightly. He was only a baron, and he was facing a hereditary duke. He had to show his respect. "Your Excellency, I have a place to rest."
"When I heard the news, I was very angry. Everyone's attitude towards traitors is the same. If there is anything I can do, I will do my best to cooperate."
A slight smile appeared on the duke's face, but it quickly disappeared.
He was very satisfied with Lynch's "cooperation". This was a tactful person.
He continued, "I have a proposal here that requires everyone to discuss …"
As he spoke, he opened the folder in his hand and took out the document. "… It's about the impeachment of the crown prince!"