Chapter 931： initiative

Aldernan ’s parliament hall has a magnificent triple spire. The largest single spire is at the top of the whole building, which is used to symbolize the asylum and guide the imperial power of the entire empire. The second spire is a symbol of the nobles under the imperial power. Also known as the "pillar of the empire", the spire at the bottom has the widest area and directly covers the parliament hall. In name, it symbolizes the glorious citizens of the empire, that is, "the foundation of the empire."

This bold and groundbreaking symbolic statement is a microcosm of Rosetta ’s decades of New Deal reforms, although from a practical point of view, the number of “citizen parliamentarians” under the triple spire is not even half that of noble parliamentarians, and it really has The people who have the right to speak are so few that whenever people mention Aldnan ’s parliament, they almost default to the old “noble parliament” on the upper level, and subconsciously ignore the other part of the parliament. .

Rosetta Augustus has been working to change this, and this situation has indeed changed a lot in the past two years.

The slamming machines and the big companies that popped up overnight allowed the civic lawmakers to quickly increase the capital to speak in the parliament—strictly speaking, it was the capital of business representatives to speak in the parliament.

Matilda also realized for the first time that some forces were more effective than royal decree and guidance.

She sits on the golden high-backed chair that symbolizes the royal family, looking down on the entire rectangular hall below, the magic crystal lamp shining from the roof to this place, making the faces under the roof look clear and clear. vivid. These people who hold the greatest rights below the imperial power in the Tifeng social structure are expressing their opinions there, fiercely discussing a plan that may change the entire era, and those who are qualified to speak in the front row are trying their best to show their persuasion and infection. In order to win the support of more ordinary parliamentarians, and more importantly-to win the expression of Princess Matilda representing the will of the royal family.

In Tiffin ’s special parliamentary system, the imperial power will account for a large proportion. Unless the consensus of the members of a bill can show an overwhelming consensus, people must strive for the support of the imperial power spokesperson.

"I still oppose such a radical transformation and reorganization plan-although I admit the advantages of the new technology and have always been happy to embrace the bright future brought by the new technology, we must be more aware of the scale of the existing tower network, And the cost and benefit issues behind it, "said a middle-aged nobleman who wore a dark blue jacket and said Ruohong Zhong, turned around and said to the lawmakers behind him," Rebuilding the entire communication network means that we have passed dozens of The annual investment has turned into a bubble-it has not even had time to recover the cost, and it is still unknown whether the new network can function steadily ... "

"This is not just a question of cost and benefit, Mr. Earl, this is also a technical issue," someone stood up. "Aren't you clear about the limitations of the communication tower? Their technical foundation is outdated and there is a magic On the premise of online communication, it is actually a waste to continue to maintain the investment and construction of the communication tower network, and a waste of empire's wealth ... "

"So what about those who maintain the communication tower? Those who depend on the communication tower for their livelihoods? We can't solve the problem only with the ideas of businessmen-we still have the responsibility to maintain the people's survival!"

"This responsibility is more reflected in the seventeen communication towers where you have the right to earn income?"

"Please don't bring personal problems into such a solemn occasion. If you introduce private interests, I am afraid that everyone here will lose the right to speak, sir!"

The controversy below became more intense, but the seemingly emotional speakers still kept their order just right, expressing their opinions in accordance with the process of the Parliament, no one was here to overtake and disturb the imperial power, and Matilda was just quiet Sitting on the chair that belongs to her, looking at it blankly.

Before this session ends, these people may have to quarrel for a while.

They had been arguing for a while yesterday.

This seemingly chaotic situation is actually very clear in Matilda's eyes. She can see that the old nobles have already reached an agreement, but in the past, the little nobles who should have stood in the noble camp at this time have Vaguely standing with the merchants-the combination of the latter was incredible if it was put a few years ago, but since last year, similar situations have happened more than once.

The reason is simple. Factories and emerging companies are gathering more and more wealth and occupying more and more influence. The "nouvelles" of the small aristocrats and middle-class aristocrats are the main investors in these industries. The interests are **** with the merchants, while the upper-level nobles still control large-scale traditional industries and wealth, and master many infrastructures, which leads to the latter ’s slow response in the new investment boom One step, it is still a huge force that is difficult to resist.

The two forces have become more clearly divided and occupy their own territory. Each member of the two forces is closely watching the actions of the other party. They watch their pockets tightly and do not want a copper plate to fall on the opposite side.

The distribution of benefits is more real than any station.

The friction between the two forces has gradually increased since last year, but because of the few areas where they each have an advantage, the intensity of this friction is also very low. Until recently, it suddenly became so intense. This is because of a certain These new technologies suddenly broke the existing "rules", and businessmen and noble investors suddenly had the opportunity to get involved in those infrastructures, and the old owners of those facilities ... the reaction was of course intense.

Matilda wanted to yawn, but she refrained.

There will be no result in this debate today, but she has foreseen the result after a few days: a compromise solution will emerge, the traditional communication tower will be retained, and those facilities with high maintenance costs will be transformed and changed. As a carrier of new technologies, businessmen and noble investors will get a shareholding opportunity, but overall, the entire communication network will still be firmly in the hands of those old families and the Masters Association.

Matilda can even be sure that the opportunities for investing in the transformation of the communication tower will be actively released by the veteran family and the Masters Association-it seems to divide the profits of the communication network, but it can let the current relationship return It is difficult for noble investors and merchants to maintain a consistent and tough attitude. As long as there is a certain amount of dividends as "satisfaction", it is easy for compromised members to appear within emerging interest groups. They will abandon the radical and completely rebuild a communication network program in exchange for more stable and safe gains. The association and the big nobles standing behind it are happy to see.

After all, the Master Association is not stupid, and the big nobles are not stupid. Of course they can see the benefits of the new communication network-they just don't want this thing to be controlled by others first.

...

The seriousness of the matter exceeded the expectations of Grand Duke Pedenan. This unprecedented crisis made the war-torn old duke frown tightly.

"That's the case, my old friend," Rosetta Augustus sat in a high-backed chair, staring calmly at the Grand Duke standing opposite him. "As I told you before, **** Not a very reliable protector-an detached, powerful, unknown, and completely above mortal existence, whether or not they have always provided refuge to mortals, I am always vigilant about them. "

"... I haven't understood your worries about the gods, but now I have to admit that you are right," said Pedenan Wendell in a deep voice. "I just didn't expect that we would have to face these in our lifetime ... … "

With that said, he couldn't help frowning again: "Do you still need to verify the information disclosed by Govin Cecil in the letter? I still have a hard time believing that ... Cecil's ruler will Remind us so frankly and kindly. "

"He is a strong opponent, but in this matter, he is our friend," Rosetta shook his head. "In the book that Matilda brought, Govin Cecil never stopped It was mentioned once that the fate of mortals must advance and retreat in the face of nature and the power of the gods. I once thought it was just a kind of propaganda gesture and slogan, but now I am willing to believe his sincerity in this regard. "

"... we all live on this land." Peinan's voice was low.

"Yeah, we all live on this land," Rosetta said lightly. "So I called you today to prepare for the disaster that might happen on this land."

"... Can we really cope with the threat from the gods?" Perdinan couldn't help but doubt. "Of course, the Cecilians seem to have successfully fought against the" sacred disaster ", but they are not facing real gods, and they are lucky. A large proportion ... "

"We are not faced with real gods," Rosetta shook his head. "Or, I don't think gods will directly" attack "the world of mortals."

"The gods will not directly 'attack' the world of mortals ..." Peinan repeated it subconsciously, the expression on his face seemed a little confused.

"Gods need 'media', they are not so easy to come, are they?"

Peinan frowned, looking at the monarch who had sworn allegiance to him for decades. Somehow, he suddenly saw a strange look on his face: "You mean ..."

Rosetta was silent for a few seconds before suddenly saying something seemingly irrelevant: "Do you know, I have recently begun to envy our neighbors ..."

...

After Duke Pedenan left, Rosetta still sat quietly in the study. He leaned on the back chair that could cover the whole person, as if he had fallen into long-term thinking until after ten minutes of silence and stillness. Then he suddenly raised his hand and turned off the light in the study with a little magic trick.

The night outside was already heavy. Only the starlight shone on the high tower of the Obsidian Palace. As the light in the study room went out, the darkness quickly spread. The starlight outside the window also spread through the crystal window and spread throughout the study.

Everything in the study room was immersed in the indifferent night.

Rosetta tapped gently on the armrest of the seat, and in the rhythmic tapping sound, he seemed to be waiting patiently for something to arrive.

After dozens of percussion, a little dim light suddenly appeared on the tabletop of the study, and then this dim light quickly spread, quickly covering the desk, bookshelf, floor, wall ... just a few seconds Within the clock, the entire study had been illuminated by the dim light, and the turbid light also filled the window not far away, outlining the sight of Orlandale two hundred years ago.

Dusk suddenly came.

Rosetta raised his head, and the familiar things in the study were rapidly changing. Some old and obsolete illusions that had long disappeared in history were covering his familiar furnishings. The murmur of whispers and ignorance Somewhere the light laughter sounded from all around, as if a banquet was being held next door to the study, and the laughter of the guests passed through the wall and a balcony, even as if a guest had walked in through the wall This room was whispering something in Rosetta's ear.

Rosetta ignored these illusory sounds completely, just watching the direction of the door quietly, and the laughter or whisper suddenly disappeared in the next second.

Outside the closed door of the study, in the direction of the corridor, some kind of stumbling footsteps that seemed to drag heavy things suddenly sounded after the whisper disappeared, and it seemed to be approaching here a little bit.

The next second, a knock on the door came from the direction of the study door.

Rosetta did not respond, and the knock on the door continued patiently.

It knocked for a long time, and the time seemed to be still in this eternal dusk. Rosetta broke the silence: "You can continue to knock, or you can rely on knocking on the door to knock it out?"

The knock on the door suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds of dead silence, a low, seemingly innumerable voice came together from the door: "Your mental intensity is really amazing ... ... I have thought countless times that you are about to collapse, but you are still yourself ... "

"Amazing?" Rosetta shook his head. "But you are not human."

"This is really meaningless details," said the voice outside the door. "I don't like details, so let's talk about the point ... why did you take the initiative to enter this dream? This is a very rare situation."

"I suddenly became curious about something, but in the world of mortals I can't find the answer-maybe what are you willing to answer?"

As soon as his words fell, a strange atmosphere suddenly filled the entire dream space. The atmosphere seemed to be mixed with surprises and joys. At the same time, there were countless senses of peeping from all directions. Between those ancient memory corridors and the halls and courtyards, the sights of countless "guests" were instantly attracted, looking at the location of Rosetta Augustus indifferently.

In the study room in front of Rosetta, the wall originally hung with ordinary decorative oil painting suddenly fluctuated like water. The decorative oil painting was swallowed by the wall, and then was spit out again. The appearance of Lee Augustus.

"Ah, my dear son, have you finally decided to return to our big family?"

Then Marjorie became George Augustus again: "This is really a day to celebrate!"

"You may have celebrated earlier," Rosetta glanced at the oil painting indifferently, "Keep quiet on the side."

The dangling figures on the painting suddenly became blurred, and the low, overlapping voice outside the study door made a chuckle: "It is full of confidence, but it is not that simple to ask the gods for knowledge ... but no matter How to say it, I am quite happy.

"Ask questions, I'm happy to answer any questions-as long as you dare to listen."