The sound of the provincial governor hammering on the table attracted his son's attention.
"What's wrong?"
The provincial governor raised his head and looked at his son standing at the door of the room. After pondering for a while, he waved his hand and handed over the letter in his hand. "In the future, you will sit in my position and make a choice. Tell me what you think."
Everyone had likes and dislikes. This was normal. Even a father would have children he liked and children he didn't like.
In the heart of the provincial governor, his eldest son and youngest son were undoubtedly the people he liked the most.
The eldest son had been with him for the longest time. Of course, this was also the advantage of almost all "eldest sons". They came to the world earlier than other siblings. As long as their performance wasn't too bad, they would be loved by their parents.
The reason he liked the youngest son was purely because of a kind of spoiling, or a kind of change in himself. He was strict enough with the other children. He didn't want to be like that anymore. Plus, when the youngest son was born, he was a little older, so there was no reason for him to spoil his youngest son too much.
As for the second son, he didn't like him very much. He cared too much about scheming and neglected the advantages of being a ruler.
It wasn't that scheming wasn't good, but that kind of method wasn't very suitable for a ruler to rule the people. No matter what a ruler needed to do, they only needed to post a notice to do what they wanted to do. There was no need for schemes and tricks.
Using some schemes and tricks to achieve some ruler's ideas to change people's minds. Taking the initiative to cooperate with the ruler did seem to reduce the coldness and ruthlessness of power on the surface, but once it was exposed, it would become more troublesome.
People might hate a tyrant, but they hated those scheming, insidious, and despicable rulers.
As for the third son … the one in front of him, he seemed to be very smart. He could summarize the thoughts of the other brothers, find their strengths, and then add some of his own ideas. No matter what kind of test he gave, the answer he gave was the most reliable, but the provincial governor just didn't like him.
There weren't too many reasons to like a person, but if you didn't like a person, then there were too many reasons.
He didn't like that this son didn't have his own opinions. He always mixed the things of the eldest and the second son, and he never expressed his own opinions.
If Eldest Brother and Second Brother didn't give their opinions and let him be the first to express his thoughts, the things he said would often be inferior to Eldest Brother and Second Brother.
He even found a way to rope in Provincial Governor Dragon's favorite youngest son to be his protective talisman. This made Provincial Governor Dragon have no choice but to side with his youngest son when considering some of the suggestions put forward by his brothers.
He always wanted to please Provincial Governor Dragon and pretended to be very outstanding. However, Provincial Governor Dragon could see through him at a glance. This made him dislike this child even more. Even when he was with his brothers, he had to hide his schemes. How could his parents like him?
Therefore, the last time he had to make a choice, he sent his eldest, youngest, and second sons to the Federation, leaving only his youngest son behind.
The other three children were a little disappointed, especially the eldest. He was the most disappointed, but he would never know that this was the real protection for him.
As for his youngest son, who always thought that he would inherit the position and power of the Provincial Governor, this wasn't real love for him. It was an act of giving up. Unfortunately, his youngest son couldn't see this at all.
His youngest son respectfully took the letter and quickly read it. He gave an answer at a speed that Provincial Governor Dragon didn't expect.
"Father, I think we should be the first to stand up and propose to leave the Federation."
His youngest son gave the answer so quickly that Provincial Governor Dragon didn't even have time to react.
In his imagination, after his son read this letter, he would probably only have two emotions: "fear" and "uneasiness".
The fear was because this letter was actually teaching his father, the person with the most power in this region, this province, how to do things. Moreover, the tone of the letter was extremely disrespectful.
Some of the contents should also make his son feel that a family like theirs was also suppressed by the Federation. That feeling of being unable to control oneself would bring fear.
Then, betraying the country would make one's conscience uneasy.
But there was none of these. There was only a young man who suppressed his excitement and quickly made a decision that he didn't want to face the most, but he had to face it.
After a moment of silence, he looked up at his son who was trying to make himself look very calm and asked, "Why did you choose this answer?"
His youngest son answered this question almost without thinking. "Father, everyone knows that the Federation's power in Najaril will grow stronger and stronger. You haven't gone out for a long time. If you have gone out during this time, you should understand that everything is different!"
"I don't know … how to describe what is happening. The whole society is quickly turning from an old man who is about to die of old age to young and full of vitality!"
"When you pass by the street, you can no longer see those lazy people sitting by the roadside chatting and basking in the sun. People are busy looking for jobs."
"The content of people's conversations when they are free has also changed from vulgar topics to matters of work and life."
"What I said may not be to your liking, but this is the truth. The Federation and the influence of the Federation are replacing us, the traditional rulers. The next Najaril will belong to the Federation!"
Looking at the boastful child, Governor Derg felt as if he was seeing him for the first time. This also made him realize that the Federation's influence was terrifying, so terrifying that it had begun to affect the people around the rulers.
He suddenly realized that, in fact, what he chose was no longer important to the people of the Federation. The layout of the Federation, their plan had begun to play a role. At this time, no one could easily stop the changes of the era, the changes of the society.
People no longer cared about what the traditional rulers said, and they didn't even respect the traditional rulers. Look, this was what the Federation was doing.
They were attacking the royal family. Once the royal family fell, the traditional authority that symbolized secular authority would be removed from the hearts of the people, and then the religious authority would be replaced.
At that time, Najaril might become a 'small Federation'. He, the other governors, and even the royal family would not be able to do anything, because this was the choice of the people. This was what they wanted.
His gaze fell on the newspaper on the corner of the table. The title of 'Who is hurting us' was half-hidden. Other than a ruler like Governor Derg, who else could hurt the people so recklessly?
This was the choice of the era. Perhaps there would be some waves in the process of this change, like the Najaril Youth Party, but they were just waves and would not affect the direction of the tide.
History, era, when these heavy words began to show their power, the will of the people seemed particularly small.
"Go and do your thing," Ye Zichen said.
Governor Derg sighed with a little interest. The deep impression that the old kingdom left on him began to fade. He wanted to laugh a little. How could people like them resist the volcanic eruption from the bottom of society that had been suppressed for hundreds of years?
The third son bowed and left. Just as he was about to leave, Governor Derg spoke again, "Get ready. Let the tailor make your clothes."
The third son suddenly turned around and looked at Governor Derg. He was a little confused, but his face was also filled with uncontrollable ecstasy. "Father, you …"
Governor Derg didn't say anything. He just waved his hand and let his son leave.
His meaning was actually very clear. He was ready to 'give up' his position.
Seeing his son's face filled with joy and light footsteps, Governor Derg suddenly felt that it was very ridiculous and funny.
A son was ecstatic because his father was about to lose his power. This … was probably power!
He sighed heavily and looked at the letter in his hand. He thought of the words that the butler said. "The third son has been reading a lot of books from the Federation recently, and he has become good friends with some of the young businessmen who founded the Federation."
Life was a choice. No matter how hesitant, how scared, and how helpless you were, you had to make a choice.
At this time, the high priest was also making the same decision as Governor Derg.
Under his "throne", the priests from all over the province had already gathered. Looking at the gloomy faces of these priests, the high priest felt a sense of displeasure for the first time.
He licked his lips, and the expression on his face instantly became fanatical.
"God told me in my dream last night that he wants to choose a new high priest. Each of you go back and make a golden statue for God, then send it to me."
"Whoever the statue of God descends on will be the next high priest!"
He opened his eyes that seemed to be unable to open. The tattoo on his face made him look a little disgusting because of his loose skin, but his eyes were very lively. His gaze fell on everyone as if it was real.
Every time he looked at a person, that person would lower their head and let their forehead touch the ground to show respect to the god.
After all, the high priest also represented God's incarnation in the human world to a certain extent. Respecting the high priest was also respecting God.
"This time, no one around me will participate in the selection. The final candidate will be born from among you. Do you understand?"
Previously, the priests weren't too enthusiastic. Every generation of high priests would have this kind of thing once when they were old. In fact, it was actually just to make money. In the end, it was still up to them to decide who would get the money. After all, it had never fallen on anyone else before.
But now, everyone was excited. The high priest's words meant that a religious ruling family was about to leave the stage of history.
At the same time, a new religious family was about to be born!
They would definitely do their best to send piles of gold and let the high priest choose them in the end!