Lynch stood up with a smile that was different from the Guevra nobles. He didn't look arrogant, but friendly and confident.
However, if someone looked down on him because of this, they would see a hidden sharpness in his eyes.
He bowed slightly. This was the attitude of a non-hereditary baron towards a hereditary duke. He then straightened his body and nodded. "Indeed, Your Excellency, Duke of Phoenix."
The Duke of Phoenix's temples twitched. He felt that Lynch was here to cause trouble, but he wasn't sure.
He felt that Lynch didn't have to do this. He wasn't on the same side as the royal family.
Even the Duke of Phoenix and the Prime Minister knew why Lynch would let the young count, Kipling, and his wife's father have a conflict with the old nobles. This was to ignite the conflict between the old and new nobles in advance under relatively fair circumstances.
That was why they allowed this to happen. After all, they weren't part of the royal family and couldn't support the royal family.
However, the Duke of Phoenix didn't know why, but when he looked at Lynch, he felt that this young man's thoughts weren't simple.
"Then, would you like to share it with me?"
The Duke came back to his senses and smiled to show his gentlemanly demeanor.
If one didn't consider the intentions of the nobles, their attitude towards benefits, and their smelly arrogance, they were sometimes more polite than ordinary people.
"Of course!"
Lynch paused for a moment, and some of the whispers in the room disappeared. "My question isn't complicated. Letting the crown prince be interrogated in front of the public, is this an exception, or a common one?"
"Every change in the system will have a huge impact. If the crown prince can be interrogated in front of the public, does that mean that the nobles will be interrogated in front of the public in the future?"
"If so, then..." Lynch shook his head. "This is definitely a disaster for us. No one wants to be seen in an embarrassing manner by those outside."
"If not, then that's for the best!"
The Duke of Phoenix's eyebrows were raised, and so were the other nobles beside him.
Lynch's question might seem childish and meaningless, but they didn't think so.
These great nobles who had moved from military to politics were naturally sensitive to politics. Lynch's words didn't seem to be anything special.
It was an example, or a common example. He could say whatever he wanted.
But in reality, that wasn't the case. He had complicated a very simple problem!
And this method of making a simple matter complicated was a very unique political method in itself!
If the answer was an example, there was no doubt that Lynch and the royalists would do something about it, and there was a high probability of success.
On this point, Duke Phoenix already had some opinions and guesses.
When he and the Prime Minister talked about the future of the Gefra, they were in the same direction: to let the people take more responsibility.
It sounded a little ridiculous, but it was the truth. Now, the responsibility of the entire Gaffra country fell on the shoulders of the royal family and the nobles. This was a little unsuitable for the development of the future world.
The parliament, elected by the people, had to be held. While retaining power and sharing responsibility with the people, this method was a little shameless, but it was very suitable for the current Gaffra.
In the past, the 'world' was relatively 'small'. Perhaps to the Gaffra, the whole world was just some land near the main island.
They had very few opportunities to make choices, which meant that there were very few mistakes.
But now, the world had become bigger, and it didn't take long for them to have to make a choice. If they made a wrong choice, the person who made the decision would have to bear a terrible responsibility.
This was actually not good for the development of the country. It was possible to make the wrong choice out of fear, and the ruler would simply make a conservative decision.
In fact, the Gaffra nobles sometimes envied the Federation's system of 'national responsibility'. When a politician made a mistake, the people would think 'we voted for the wrong person'.
Of course, they would also think about how incompetent and stupid the politician was, but this kind of thinking wouldn't be so strong that the politician couldn't survive in society. There was still a chance to correct it in time.
For example, the Federation's conservative system, which had been implemented for many years, was changed in an instant without any obstruction. It was simply a miracle!
The Guevara people often looked down on the Federation and the Federation. It was just a place where the Gaffra Federation exiled criminals. The Federation's people were the descendants of criminals and free people. The government of the Federation was also a government established by these people.
But now, they needed some of the Federation's model to help the Gaffra improve.
There was no doubt that the public opinion would become more and more important. Once the public opinion became more and more important, 'exceptions' would become an incentive to destroy the unity of the Gaffra rulers and the lower class.
They couldn't always make an exception every time they attacked their political enemies, and when they didn't attack their political enemies, they would also be very disgusted by such a government.
As for the exceptions …
The Duke of Phoenix looked at the nobles below the stage. He was very clear that once he said the word 'exceptions,' it would cause a lot of problems.
In fact, this was originally a very simple thing. No one said anything. Once in a while, the nobles' trial would be broadcasted live. Wouldn't it be over?
It could even be treated as if it didn't exist. No one would care about this problem because they didn't care, didn't care, and didn't pay attention to this problem.
Until Lynch raised this question.
An exception?
Or an exception?
The Duke of Phoenix glanced at Lynch again. He was very impolite before he said, "This is just an exception …"
The serious expressions on the nobles' faces suddenly relaxed. Some of them smiled again. Lynch also smiled and sat down with a 'I have no more questions' response.
People began to talk about the scene of the crown prince's trial on television. It would be very interesting.
On the other hand, the Duke of Phoenix was thinking about why Lynch would ask such a question. Was there a deeper meaning to it?
He looked at the people around Lynch and suddenly frowned. Emilia!
This question must have something to do with Emilia. This made him feel a little troubled.
He knew that his potential opponent was setting a trap for him, but he just didn't know what it was and how to avoid it.
From the looks of it now, he could only take one step at a time.
When the discussion was about to end, the Duke of Phoenix asked if anyone had any questions as usual. The old noble stood up angrily.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and first expressed his respect for the nobles on stage. Then, he began to accuse Lynch and the young Earl of their atrocities yesterday!
"… My leather shop and finance company were all burned down. It caused me to lose at least millions or even tens of millions!"
The old Earl's eyes were red. He lost so much money in one night that he couldn't sleep at night!
The economic and financial environment of the island was not good to begin with. The nobles had already firmly controlled all kinds of ways to make money. In addition, Emilia's open policy had "hooked" some of the island's capitalists away. Now, the economic environment of the island was even worse.
The nobles were actually very rich, but this money was often in real estate, art, and all kinds of things that couldn't be converted into cash immediately.
Was a noble like the young Earl poor?
He was not poor at all. His family had a bunch of manors and castles, and all kinds of art. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had a family property of hundreds of millions or more.
But such a rich person didn't even have the ability to hold a ball. Every time he wanted to hold a ball, he would start to pawn all kinds of art and investment products at a low price.
So, for the nobles on the island, cash was also a very important factor.
His finance company was burned down, and at least millions of cash was gone.
Don't underestimate the "pure kindness" of the Guevra commoners. If you don't have a receipt, how can you let the people who borrowed money return it?
What a joke!
They would never return it. This was not the Middle Ages. The people lived in the territory of the nobles, and the nobles were the highest rulers. They had to return the money whether they had a receipt or not.
This was a new era. If you borrowed money without a receipt, you had no money!
There were so many nobles in Guevra. If this one didn't lend them money, there would be another one!
This fire really made the old Earl feel heartache. He breathed heavily, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.
On the other hand, the young Earl stood up slowly. He and Lynch hadn't learned anything else, but they had learned Lynch's way of showing off in front of others.
"Why don't you tell me that you also burned down my finance company and made me lose tens of millions of receipts?"
"You also destroyed my other businesses and made me lose a lot of money?"
"Don't make it seem like you're the only one in the world who suffered losses. Your current appearance makes people feel disgusted!"
"You're a noble, not a shrew. Mind your manners, sir!"
There was a mocking smile on his face. "Ah, I forgot. And my damn uncle. He tried to steal my title, but failed. He stole the business my father left me and joined you."
"I still remember that you were very supportive of him trying to steal my title. You're a f * cking noble!"
In the end, the young Earl couldn't help but swear. Sometimes people were like this. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He was very calm at first, but the more he said, the angrier he got. He didn't even need to think about it. He suddenly felt very happy.
Sometimes, when it was time to swear, it was still necessary to swear a little.
Kipling also stood up. He pointed at the young Earl and began to criticize him. Then, more and more people from both sides joined in the quarrel.
The surrounding nobles were full of smiles as they watched the two groups of people shouting in the Privy Council. It had been a long time since it was so lively here.
Suddenly, Lynch picked up the cup on the table and threw it over. The "confrontation" between the two sides suddenly escalated. It looked like a fight was about to break out!
The Duke of Phoenix couldn't help but slap the table a few times. "When are you going to stop messing around?"