How should one describe the title of nobility?
It was a class barrier that could never be broken. Yes, there was another class barrier among the nobles.
A baron would always be a baron, a viscount would always be a viscount, and a duke would always be a duke unless the title was abolished or there was a new change.
The difference between the titles could not be overcome. When a baron knew that a duke's words were wrong, he could only keep his opinion and not criticize the duke.
You could disagree, but you could not object because you were a noble and so were the others. You had to be more dignified.
You had to give others face before others would give you face in return.
If you wanted to be dignified without giving anything, no one would give you what you wanted.
The moment the Duke of Phoenix got angry, the entire meeting hall of the Privy Council quieted down. The old earl's face was extremely ugly. His hair and body were wet.
However, he had to praise the black tea leaves of the Privy Council. They tasted good. Some of them fell into his mouth. The mellow taste was definitely not something that normal black tea could have.
However, this still made him lose his dignity. He looked at the duke with anger and depression. His chest was heaving up and down violently.
The Duke of Phoenix looked at the two groups of people and did not know what to say for the first time.
He was silent for a while. "This matter …"
He was thinking of a better way to solve it. Now, it seemed that letting them solve it themselves was not a good idea. Sometimes, it was not a good idea to interfere with other people's conflicts.
This was because doing so would offend both sides. However, the Duke of Phoenix and the Privy Council had more important things to do. They could not sit by and watch the two groups fight.
Just as he was about to ask both sides to find time to sit down and solve the problem, Lynch suddenly picked up the young earl's teacup and threw it at the old noble.
This time, no one expected that the quality of the teacup would be good. It hit the old noble's head and made a "dong" sound. It was painful.
Then, the tea splashed on his head again, and he was stunned.
Not sure if it was because the teacup was too heavy or because he was too angry, but his eyes rolled back and he fell down!
The nobles exclaimed excitedly. It was the kind of exclamation that came from the bottom of their hearts when they saw someone in trouble. They had to use something to hide their surprise.
Oh my god!
Her voice was slightly upturned, and it gave off a pleasant feeling.
The Duke of Phoenix was also stunned. This was the first time someone in the Privy Council had disrespected him in public.
He had already told him to stop, but in the end, Lynch still did it.
The anger of being challenged began to burn. The nobles valued social class as much as the waist of their daughter's trousers.
Without their permission, no one was allowed to take that step.
Now that someone was challenging his authority and status, he had to fight back. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Lynch, and then at the door. "Get out of here!"
Lynch made a regretful expression, but the mocking smile on his face didn't make him look like a loser leaving in a sorry state.
The young Count and his group also stood up and left. They were making their stance clear!
They were a group of new nobles with Lynch as the core.
Then, the royalists began to add fuel to the fire. Some people said that these people were disrespectful to the Duke of Phoenix and the other old nobles, and that it was a blasphemy to the nobles' traditions.
There were also people who exclaimed that the old noble was about to die.
The entire Privy Council turned into a pot of mushroom soup in an instant. All sorts of things were rolling around inside, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Kiplin left with the old noble on his back. As soon as he got into the car, the old noble's eyes suddenly opened. His head was no longer dizzy, and his vision was no longer blurry.
In silence, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the tea off his head and face. He glanced at Kiplin, who still hadn't reacted, and said, "Drive."
Actually, he hadn't been knocked unconscious at all. Pretending to be unconscious was the only thing he could think of at that time.
He couldn't go and argue with Lynch in such a humiliating situation, could he?
Besides, even if he picked up the cup and threw it, it might not hit anyone. Instead, he would embarrass himself even more.
Rather than not having a good ending, he might as well pretend to be unconscious and be the weak one this time.
At the same time, this also destroyed the Duke of Phoenix's intention to make peace. From the day he was born until now, with half his body buried in the ground, he had never suffered such a big loss.
Make peace?
Haha …
There was no making peace, only war!
On the other side, the young Earl was so excited that his body trembled slightly. "Starting a war" in a sacred place like the Privy Council was too exciting and too satisfying.
Of course, it was inevitable that he would be afraid. After all, that was the Privy Council.
Although many nobles talked about the Privy Council as if they were talking about a nursing home, everyone knew how important that place was in the hearts of the nobles.
"You have to get used to this."
Sitting in the car, Lynch looked at the young Earl. "In the future, not only will we curse at each other and throw things there, we might even fight."
"But there's one thing you have to pay attention to. No matter what you do, you have to do it yourself. You can't let others replace you, or you'll attract public anger!"
The young Earl didn't quite understand why they had to fight in the Privy Council, but he still listened and nodded vigorously. "I know what to do."
This was the young Earl's greatest strength. He was very obedient and could carry out orders very well. He wasn't like some young people from noble families. If you said that the sun was round, even if they saw it as round, these people would still tell you that the moon they saw was square.
They would oppose for the sake of opposing.
Or they would agree to whatever you said, but when you turned your head, they would treat your words like farts and still act according to their own ideas.
There were actually many young people with this kind of problem. There were also many in the Federation. These people who stood at the end of other people's lives from birth always felt that they were the main characters of this world.
They might not necessarily listen to the persuasion of people who were inferior to them. This was like how people were good at listening to the words of those who had influence.
Even if they told you that as long as you were diligent in selling onions, you could have countless properties.
But people always had the idea of "you're in the basement, and I'm in the atmosphere" when those who were inferior to them persuaded them.
The young Earl didn't have any of these problems. His childhood and adolescence were very difficult, which also gave him the qualities he had now.
Lynch's purpose of smashing the old noble with a teacup was actually to prevent the appearance of peace talks.
The problem between them could no longer be discussed peacefully. If they were forced to talk peacefully, there was no doubt that Lynch and the others would definitely suffer some losses.
This wasn't what Lynch wanted. What he wanted was to start a war. He wanted to talk with his fists!
What happened in the Bureau of Military Affairs quickly spread among the noble circles. This was one of the few interesting things that happened in the Bureau of Military Affairs in recent years, so people were very concerned.
Naturally, the Prime Minister was also very concerned. A little later, he called Lynch and asked him to meet.
At around nine o 'clock in the evening, Lynch appeared in the Prime Minister's villa.
After a simple greeting, the two of them sat down.
As soon as they sat down, the Prime Minister asked in a low voice, as if he was questioning him, "Why did you do this?"
Lynch lowered his eyelids and looked up at him as if he didn't care. "I don't quite understand what you mean."
The Prime Minister leaned forward a little. His left elbow was pressed against his knee, and his waist was slightly bent. This was a very standard offensive posture. He was very dissatisfied with Lynch in his heart!
Therefore, his tone was very coordinated with his body movements, adding a sense of coercion. "You know what I'm talking about. Now is not the time for you to make a fuss. You shouldn't have chosen this time!"
Lynch didn't care at all about the Prime Minister's anger. After all … he wasn't the Guevara People.
He smiled and asked in return, "Then when do you think we should choose?"
Just as the Prime Minister opened his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by Lynch. "You want to say after the fall of the royal family?"
The Prime Minister expressed his meaning with his eyes. Yes, that's it!
Lynch couldn't help but laugh. "When that time comes, you people, the great nobles in the Bureau of Military Affairs, you will become the true rulers of this country. When that time comes, we will talk to you. How will we talk?"
"Why don't you try to persuade His Majesty now and tell him to stay away from the motherf * cking throne? It's best if he hands over the power to you or the cabinet headed by you."
"Don't say those childish things. It's not funny. I'm not here to listen to jokes."
Lynch's reprimand made the Prime Minister angry, but at the same time, he accurately realized where the core of the conflict was.
The conflict between the old and the new would inevitably bring about many problems. Amelia was still one of the most important territories of the Empire. When the royal family retired from the ruling stage, the Prime Minister and the cabinet would have to seize the political and military power of Amelia.
But now, the ruler of Amelia was the local governor, who was half a member of the royal family.
Once the governor didn't agree, or didn't agree easily, it would naturally be another political war.
The war between the noble group and the royal family could be seen as a war between the Bureau of Military Affairs, the royal family, and the royalists. They were fighting a battle of wits and courage.
Once they succeeded, it could be seen as a war between the cabinet, the Bureau of Military Affairs, the governor, and the interest groups in Amelia.
After all, the vested interests in Amelia, from a certain point of view, were all related to the governor.
Once the governor was eliminated, those vested interests would also have to be eliminated. Otherwise, everything would be meaningless.
Who were the vested interests in Amelia now?
Just look at the new generation of nobles. They controlled a lot of social resources. If they weren't eliminated, the sovereignty of Amelia would still be controlled by the governor's bloodline.
Between them, a war between the old and the new was bound to break out.
Rather than waiting for the war to start later when they were at a disadvantage, it was better to decide the future while everyone's strength was not too different. This was the smartest thing to do!