Power is a good thing, good enough to make a lot of people crazy, and those guys with extraordinary looks are dressed in crisp parliamentary suits, with a hypocritical smile, and their mouths are full of glorious and righteous truths, but their minds are full of interests, which is simply disgusting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

One moment they were inconspicuous civilians, and the next they were parliamentarians with political power.

Recently, there is a keyword that has become popular among parliamentarians called "public opinion". The term "public opinion" was first coined in a serious political newspaper, and it was an editor-in-chief who first coined the concept of public opinion in a commentary. What is public opinion can be divided into two meanings, the first is the appeal of the common class, and the second means the interests of the common class. The emergence of the word "public opinion" has indeed played a great role and has great political significance.

Compared with the aristocracy, who were born with strong political capital, these parliamentarians who came out of the common class were congenitally low, they lacked political capital, and their words were not loud enough. The political capital of the aristocracy is their titles, fiefs, and connections, so what is the political capital of the commoners?

Or civilians!

Commoners are the greatest confidence of the commoners, and if they want to have this confidence, they must "represent the will of the people" and fight for more interests for the common people in the Imperial Assembly "in the name of the people".

Only in this way will these civilian parliamentarians not be abandoned by the civilian class and become "dummies" who can only vote.

After entering the venue, this was the first time Wren saw the renovated venue, which had been expanded from 108 seats to 500 seats, and there was also a viewing platform around it for nobles and commoners who were not members of the parliament to watch the whole process of the council. This was a big step forward, at least the nobility began to accept the plebeian class in parliament.

In fact, there is no way to accept it, the civilian class, represented by the citizens, is becoming more and more important politically, and at the same time it is one of the most powerful potential forces in the empire. It may not be obvious now, but those smart people believe that one day, perhaps the number of parliamentarians of the commoner class will far exceed the number of parliamentarians of the nobility, after all, the largest component of this empire is still those commoners.

Gan Wen sat on the podium, he smiled at Wren, and the eyes of the two staggered after a brief exchange of glances in the air. Wren sat in his seat with a smile on his face, one of the six seats in the front row of the entire council. These six seats are reserved for the six golden nobles, Gamwen is the speaker, the Empress Pars is on the sidelines, and Wren is sitting in the position second only to the rostrum.

This seat is not just as simple as being close to the rostrum, as a position that can be seen by the whole audience, the attitude of these six seats, to a large extent, can influence the opinions of some wall-riding factions, after all, the meaning of the golden aristocracy is not only as simple as aristocrats, but also includes the highest rulers of the empire, and their opinions are very important.

With civilians and journalists entering, the entire parliamentary hall began to become lively, and soon Sarcomo began to take his seat, surrounded by members of the business party. His seat was behind Wren, and there was only a table between the two.

"Have you offended anyone recently?", Wren's first sentence made Sarcomo a little confused, he looked at Wren's back blankly for some reason, and thought about it seriously.

After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't seem to have offended anyone, at least in my opinion." ”

Wren glanced at him sideways, Furui Wubo's eyes and serious face made Sarcomo a little nervous, "But I think you must have offended someone, and others plan to take revenge." He straightened up, and Sarcomo had to stand up, bend over, and lean over to Wren's side, which was not very comfortable, "Before I came in, a reporter asked some questions about you, and the content of the questions was very sharp, obviously someone wanted to stink you." ”

Sarcomo was stunned for a moment, and his face became unsightly.

He has many identities and jobs, not only as the president of the Bell Chamber of Commerce, the leader of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry, a small baron in the empire, but also the head of the royal monopoly ....... In this series of titles and jobs, it is inevitable to offend some people, even without his own knowledge, they have already offended people. If you want to do something, you must offend people, that's for sure.

He really didn't know who was trying to stink him. When he came in, there were no reporters around him asking so-called sharp questions, most of them were written questions that could be easily answered in one stroke.

This means that someone is indeed targeting him.

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have a clue, but he vaguely had a guessing direction, "I'll pay attention to this matter." ”

Wren nodded noncommittally, and Sarcomo behind him could clearly feel the suffocating momentum emanating from Wren. He crossed his legs, pressed his hands on his knees, and rubbed the fingerprints of his index finger with his thumb, passing over the second rune from time to time, "That's best, your position is very special, there can be no accidents." If you can't figure it out on your own, come to me and I'll help you figure it out. ”

Wren also has speculation, and it is the same as Sarcomo's, and the person who wants to deal with Sarcomo actually comes from within the business party.

Among Sarcomo's many titles, the only one that can be contested is the title of party leader.

In the last month or two, Mr. Sacomo has also come to feel that the party is not as solid as it was when it was first established last year. As some members of the Reichstag became members, there was a discordant voice within the business party that Sarcomo was cronyistic.

Sarcomo does not disagree with this, nor can he refute it, and he does so. But then again, when political speculation was carried out at the beginning, not many people fancied Rennes' strength and did not believe that Rennes could bring them more returns, so many people chose to wait and see.

Time has passed, and those who are willing to speculate have naturally become parliamentarians and enjoy the huge returns brought by speculation. And those who are not willing to speculate are red-eyed.

They can't do anything with Rennes, it doesn't mean they can't do anything with Sarcomo, speaking of merchants, Sarcomo does have great prestige in the merchant group, and some people even heard his legendary story, so they resolutely embarked on the road of merchants. Respect and worship do not mean that they give in, businessmen are actually cold-blooded and rational, and what they pursue is always profit, not character, morality and the like.

Now, these people with pink eye are going to rebel.

Regardless of whether the party is impartial or hypocritical, at least in the early stage of its establishment, in order to attract more people to join the party, the drafting of the party constitution will be relatively fair, even if it is only superficial. But it also gives these people the opportunity to use the force of the rules to get Sarcomo to compromise.

Sarcomo was secretly ruthless in his heart, these people may have forgotten that he has another thing - a knighthood.

When he investigates who is behind him, he will definitely make those guys worse than dead, and let them understand what the price of doing it to themselves is to do it!

The murderous aura on this old guy's face made Wren aware of it.

As he spoke, Kent entered the venue, surrounded by a group of Workers' Party members.

Compared with the submissive Kent before, Kent is almost a different person now. If it weren't for the fact that two people had the same name and looks, whoever judged them would think that they were two completely different people who had nothing to do with each other. Kent now had a confident face, a faint pride on his face, dressed in a crisp parliamentarian's outfit, and his shiny leather shoes reflected his meticulously oiled hair.

On his clean, white chin, there was still a layer of cyan, which successfully gave him confidence, and there was a special power between his eyebrows and eyes, exuding a mature atmosphere.

Kent is divorced.

He divorced his wife, he gave his former wife a large sum of money, and then divorced that wife and found a new girl who was nearly ten years younger than him to marry. The girl was very pretty, well-built, and young, and she fascinated Kent. Kent was so obedient to her that he not only bought the girl a house in Oak Woods, but also found her a decent job as a minor cadre in a certain department.

When he noticed Wren's gaze, he was slightly startled, immediately pushed away the people around him, walked to Sarcomo's side, bowed slightly to Wren, and sat down.

"Lord Wren, Lord Sarcomo. ”

"I heard that you've been very nourishing lately, and you and your little girlfriend went to Alexandria for a trip?", Wren didn't even look back this time, and Kent naturally couldn't see the expression on Wren's face, and smiled a little nervously, "How is it, is Alexandria fun?"

Kent's eyes for help were set on Sarcomo, and he did not expect that a trip in less than fifteen days would alarm Wren. If it weren't for the love of the girl, he wouldn't have left his job and ran to Alexandria to take the girl shopping.

Sarcomo shrugged his shoulders helplessly, with an expression on his face, don't bother me.

Kent couldn't say a complete sentence, which was in stark contrast to the high spirits just now.

Wren sneered twice, "Do your job well, I can leave you alone with other things." But if you don't do your job well, you're useless, understand?"

Kent was already sweating from his head, and he nodded repeatedly, "I know, don't worry." ”