Chapter 262 The wheel of history is called inertia, and under the action of inertia, everyone will be carried away
"Uncle Twright, tell me about the Empire's aristocracy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”
Wren's words made Twright stunned for a moment, and he immediately sat up straight, looked at Wren with a serious face, and looked up and down at this friend's child. Once upon a time, Twright also wanted Wren to be his son-in-law, and he preferred Wren to other noble heirs of other ages. Especially after Rennes went to Ortlenburg, he was almost so satisfied that he couldn't be more satisfied. Compared with Wren's previous wandering in the imperial capital, the current Wren is simply a perfect marriage partner.
With a sacred bloodline and a golden aristocracy, he was born with an extremely strong political foundation. Coupled with his political excellence at this time, it is not difficult to imagine that as long as he does not go the wrong way, does not take the void, and does not fall, he will inevitably become a very important person in the entire empire in the future, and may win the position of prime minister. But when Wren said this, Twright's thoughts vanished.
As one of the great nobles of Orlando, he really knows too well what the aristocratic group is, and he also clearly and clearly understands the power and terrifyingness of the aristocratic group. Wren is obviously going to do something against the aristocratic group, if not now, there will be a day in the future. So he is not willing to take risks, after all, he is not a golden nobleman, and he does not have that kind of confidence.
Wren asked the question, and Twright was going to talk about it, maybe it would dispel Wren's thoughts.
After much deliberation, Twright spoke eloquently.
The aristocratic group did not exist in the first place, and at the beginning of the empire, people did not think of uniting against the royal family and the golden nobles, and at that time, the horror of the Holy Covenant was still there, and not many people dared to confront the Orlando family of the Holy Empire and the golden nobles head-on. At that time, the twelve golden nobles completely ruled the country from top to bottom. All people, slaves, untouchables and aristocrats, lived under this high level of domination.
This situation did not change until the death of Orlando I and the first generation of all the golden nobles.
During the reign of Orlando II, the aristocracy under the oppressive rule broke out over the issue of taxation, and Orlando II wrote armed taxation into the constitution despite the opposition of the vast majority of nobles. This means that if a nobleman dares to resist taxes, then anyone has the right to levy them. You must know that it has only been more than forty years since the overthrow of the Holy Empire to Orlando II, and many nobles have not yet recovered their injuries.
The royal family demanded that they pay a large amount of taxes with a single paperwork, which was equivalent to cutting off the foundation of their recovery strength, and war broke out. It was an eleven-year civil war, and the entire empire was almost shattered, and people continued to stand up against the atrocities of the empire, even the nobles of the duke. During the protracted war, Orlando II was tormented, but it also made him more aware of the danger of the aristocratic class to the royal family.
In the end, he had to compromise, and in order to quickly assess the civil war that was still in sight, he had to compromise with some nobles and give up some of his power.
(There is an introduction in one of the previous chapters, and I will not be water.) )
After the nobles found that once their will was unified enough to confront the royal family in the Imperial Diet, the aristocratic group was born. The small nobles surrounded the big nobles, forming a huge force. If the royal family were to move any one person, they would have to deal with a whole group of nobles. Survival in a group limited the privileges and power of the royal family, and allowed the nobles to see another possibility to reach the pinnacle of power. Under the continuous changes and impetus of history, the Imperial Diet, a special organ originally intended to be used by the royal family to disarm the nobles, has instead become a shackle imposed by the royal family on itself.
Resource sharing, power sharing, intelligence sharing, loose aristocrats condensed into a strong fist.
Even the royal family did not dare to take its edge lightly.
The long narrative made Twright's mouth dry, and he took a sip from the glass he had filled for the third time, and exhaled, "Wren, I understand your desire to reinvigorate the family's authority, but it has to be taken one step at a time. Running is faster than walking to get closer to the finish line, but it's also easier to fall. On the runway of power, as long as you fall, the people behind you will step on your body and move forward, without giving you any chance to get up. When you can get up, you'll find that you've been left far behind. ”
"So, as your father's closest friend, I would like to advise you to think carefully before doing anything, and not to do something that you regret easily. ”
Wren nodded in the face of Terlet's advice, but he didn't take it to heart, he said with a smile: "Uncle Terlet, I understand your hard work, and I don't plan to clash head-on with the aristocratic group. At this point, Twright breathed a sigh of relief and made his sitting position more comfortable, but Wren's next words made him smile bitterly, "So I intend to use a roundabout way to dismantle the situation inherent in the entire ruling class." ”
"Can I trust you? Uncle Twright. Wren asked.
Sarcomo also looked at Terlet, his granddaughter was now with Wren, everyone knew that marriage was a fart, and it was released when it was needed, but until it was released, marriage was enough to prove loyalty.
Twright nodded, "Not a single word of our communication will leak out, I promise." ”
Wren tapped his knuckles lightly on the table, and he said, "I'm going to change the system of the Imperial Council. ”
Twright stood up for a moment, and he looked at Wren dumbfounded, his face shocked. You must know that the one hundred and eight seats of the Imperial Diet were decided during the time of Orlando II, and no one has ever thought of changing the status quo of the Imperial Diet to this day. As the most advantageous weapon of the aristocratic group against the imperial family, anyone who dares to reach out to the imperial parliamentary system will be crushed by the aristocratic group, even if that person is a golden nobleman.
Twright's shock at this time cannot be described in words, Wren is simply killing himself, and when he is about to sternly admonish Wren, Wren walks up to him, puts his hands on his shoulders, and presses him back into the sofa.
"I didn't think about abolishing the parliamentary system, I think the parliamentary system is very good. This sentence made Terright feel a little more at ease, at least Wren was not blind enough to rush to death, but Wren's next sentence made Twright pause his thinking again, "I just think that one hundred and eight seats is too little, at least it should be expanded to more than five hundred." ”
"The whole empire has thousands of noble families, as well as forces like the Industrial and Commercial Party, and there are many illegal and legal armed forces. And that's not counting the outnumbered civilian forces and elites. Every person, every organizational force, and every class has their own political propositions and interests. Judging from the turmoil in Bell Province and the Balatan massacre, the current political system can no longer completely suppress the forces from these lower classes. ”
"Then the reform of the Imperial Diet is imperative, and the awakened civil forces also need a place where they can express their ideas and demands. Rather than fooling ghosts with a body like the Consultative Bureau, it is better to give them a chance to stand on the same starting line as us. If Sarcomo becomes a member of the Imperial Parliament, he can represent the merchant community and give voice to the privileged class. ”
"The merchant community will become more stable because they have a channel to assert. ”
"And what if the working class, the civic class, and the elite all get involved?" Wren said back to his desk, pulled open a drawer and pulled out a fine silver cigarette case, opened it, and sat down on the empty couch beside Twright. He placed the cigarette case on a few tables between the two sets of sofas and cut out a few small pieces. Twright subconsciously took out his dragon's blood pipe, crushed one of them and stuffed it in.
Wren pulled out the fire sickle and smoked it gently, and the flames immediately flickered and rose, and after the two of them approached for a moment, Twright exhaled a puff of smoke that smelled of a strange fragrance.
Wren also had a pipe, which he also took a puff on, staring at Twright closely.
Twright frowned and pondered from time to time, and for a moment he suddenly smiled and shook his head, "You scared me, Wren." Without waiting for Wren to speak, he added: "Your thoughts are a little ...... Whimsical, but I gotta say, your thoughts really don't make me know what to say. ”
Wren knew that this was a plan that was absolutely possible, otherwise he wouldn't have had it.
Virtually all the nobles could see that the Reichstag was the preserve of the Empress Pars, but the Imperial Diet was the domain of the nobles. Whoever wants to advocate for a policy must have the agreement of many parties before it can be continued. This involves all kinds of shady dealings and political fornications and compromises. Compared to the aristocratic group, the royal family has more anger, after all, the entire empire is logically Orlando's.
But now, Her Majesty Queen of Orlando VII Pars, if she wants to do something at home, she needs the consent of all the residents, which makes her lose her dominant position, which is also unacceptable to her.
Wren's purpose in getting rid of a group of wall-riding factions is to vacate some seats in the Imperial Parliament, which are the bones he threw out, and the royal family and the aristocratic group will inevitably compete for them. When both sides are ready to make a show, Wren will appropriately propose an expansion of the seats. Empress Pars, who was a loser in any case, would have readily agreed, and the expansion of the seat was tantamount to reducing the power and deterrence of the aristocratic group.
The aristocracy will agree that more seats means that their power and power will expand once again.
At this time, it will not be so difficult to promote the reform of the aristocratic group and turn it into a party. Once the aristocratic group becomes a political group with an independent system, the centripetal force of the small nobles around the big nobles will weaken, which will weaken the authority of the big nobles.