"I am presiding over this week's regular meeting, first of all, I would like to thank all of you for your support of the work of the council, the city has achieved today and your efforts are indispensable, but before the meeting begins, I would like to remind you again that you should exercise your rights carefully, because every vote you cast will affect and even determine the fate of the city. Viscount Hutton paused, "Now, I declare the twenty-sixth regular session of the City Council of the year officially commenced. Then he took the statistics handed by the staff, and although he had worked hard, he saw that the expressions on his face were still very exciting, and he paused for a moment before continuing, "That...... There should be 123 people at this meeting, but there are 124 people, Prosecutor General, please confirm it conclusively. ”

The Attorney General nodded and signed his name on the piece of paper.

"Then, let's go to the proposal voting session, the first proposal of this regular meeting comes from Councilor Sullivan, about the kidnapping of Archbishop Motairis, Councilor Sullivan regrets the progress made so far in the garrison, and believes that the relevant person in charge may have different degrees of malfeasance, so Councilor Sullivan suggested that personnel adjustments should be carried out, and the main responsible person should be suspended for investigation, so for this proposal, first of all, both parties are invited to make a statement, and the time is limited to half a magic hour. ”

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The meeting went on in an orderly manner, and Viscount Hutton was still very worried at first, after all, someone came to the city hall unusually today, as if it was a time bomb, and Viscount Hutton, as the host, was afraid that he would suddenly make some kind of moth, but in fact, D'Addarion was very calm all morning.

He sat in that corner, yawning and flipping through the notebook in his hand, seemingly uninterested in what was happening in front of him, but it wasn't until Viscount Hutton was voted on the fourth proposal that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart fell back into his stomach.

At least for now, the other party is not coming for him today, and the proposal that Viscount Hutton is most concerned about comes from Councillor Hubian, and the content of the proposal is to ask the city council to allocate funds to renovate a civic square on the west side of the city.

Those who work in the House know that Hubian and Hutton have always behaved very inappropriately, and there are often conflicts between the two, but in fact this is just a deliberate gesture on their part, the two have known each other long before entering the House, and they are still good friends, but in order to cooperate more effectively, they create the illusion of political opponents.

For example, the real beneficiary behind the renovation of the square is actually Viscount Hutton, because the real estate near the square is basically in his name, once the proposal is passed, then the city council must pay him a large amount of loss during the renovation process, and after the renovation is completed, the flow of people in this area is expected to increase greatly, so that the real estate under his name will also appreciate, after the proposal is passed, it is conservatively estimated that his personal assets can be doubled.

If this bill had been proposed by him, he would have been vetoed by the parliament, and he might have been caught by his enemies because of this, but now that his "opponent" Hubian was the initiator of the motion, no one would suspect him, and Hubian himself had no interest in the motion, so it would naturally be easier for him to pass it.

According to Viscount Hutton, they are not the only ones in the city council who have a combination of friends on and off the field, in the end, this is just one of the countless strategic means, in addition to the various techniques in order to promote the passage of a bill, the city council is not a battlefield, but it has a complex environment no less than a battlefield.

No, it should be said that the current situation is more complicated than the battlefield, Viscount Hutton himself is also a knight, and has a career as a horseman for a while, so sometimes he can't help but feel that military life is simpler, even if there is any conflict, everyone can solve a fight, and at night they still gather around the campfire and drink together.

On the contrary, the councillors in the room, everyone sitting here is not a fuel-efficient lamp, even friends can't be fully trusted, alliances and betrayals are staged here every day, everyone is trying their best to maximize the benefits for themselves or the forces behind them, and for this reason, they can easily betray those former allies.

A scholar at Tobias University once said that so-called politicians are like sharks, they are attracted by the smell of blood, and they can not hesitate to devour their own kind when necessary.

Viscount Hutton was no stranger to this, when he first entered the council, he still had a few old friends of his father to take care of, and even then he suffered several big losses, until now he has become one of the sharks in this group, and he is still a very strong one.

However, he is almost tired of this kind of intriguing days, and he has made a lot of money by using the power in his hands in the past two years, coupled with the amount of money he has made this time, he can already start thinking about his life after retirement, and it just so happens that his eldest son is also twenty-seven years old this year, and he can take his place in the city council in two years.

Viscount Hutton was a little distracted, because the work process of the city council is like this, generally speaking, the more important the proposal will be ranked higher, unless the round table seven disagree on a certain proposal, then this proposal will be shelved for a while, and wait until the other bills are over in the afternoon to continue a new round of discussion, and today is relatively smooth, in the morning, those important proposals basically reached a consensus, everyone is actually mentally prepared, but then Dadar Leone did not make trouble, just abstained all the way to the present, and everyone began to wonder if they had misunderstood this guyMaybe he just wanted to come to the city council to read the notebook for a while? In this way, the afternoon work would be easier, and Viscount Hutton would be able to relax his nerves a little.

"So...... The last proposal of the day, from Councillor Stewart, that the Ferdinand family's marriage fleet would arrive in Goodris in a month and a half to request permission to dock. ”

It is said that the head of the Breton family, Hatfilia, is now studying in secret in Guderis, and what the kid named Mograini is doing now is undoubtedly extremely romantic, crossing the ocean with an engagement or something, such pomp is rare even among the nobility, just like a girl.

So now a vote of people is waiting for the follow-up development as if they are chasing serials, and the drama of having a lover eventually becoming a family or something is always tireless, so at this time, the city council will not sweep everyone's interest, in fact, the fleet of the Ferdinand family sent a letter to the university town to request a docking more out of etiquette, the fleet itself does not carry any dangerous goods, except for the two frigates with weapons to be used, the other ships only have the function of transportation, and the reason why the former will be equipped with weapons is only to deal with the harassment of pirates, this level of armed force will not threaten the safety of Gudris City at all。

However, after all, the two sides belong to different forces, and the Ferdinand family doesn't want anyone to find fault this time, so the process is the same. But in fact, both sides knew that this kind of thing was just a formality, Mograine thought so, Viscount Hutton thought so, Speaker Wood thought so, and everyone else in the chamber thought so.

However, at this time, the bearded man in the corner closed the notebook in his hand, raised his head and smiled, "I am against this." ”

(End of chapter)