Stupidity!

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Thirty-one years old is already the age of middle-aged people in the civilian class, and it has been nearly twenty years from the age of thirteen or fourteen to the age of thirty-one.

is still thirty-one years old, in the aristocratic class, this age is just the age when life has just entered the mature age from naivety, the nobles are born without worrying about food and clothing, and the only thing they need to do is to grow up happily. A commoner could be counted as a laborer at the age of twelve or thirteen, but for the nobles, even if they had completed the rite of passage at the age of twenty, they were still just a child who had just grown up. Thirty years old may be the age at which they become "adults".

The viscount had just passed his thirty-first birthday, and had inherited the title of earl from his great-grandfather - minus the rank of viscount. A viscount is not a great figure in the heart of Orlando politics, and if there is no geographically special fief, if there is no special output in the fiefdom, such a viscount is only a marginal figure and will not be taken seriously by anyone.

As long as he doesn't care about him, this family will inevitably die for three generations, and he won't be able to make the slightest wave.

The thirty-one-year-old viscount had short blond-brown hair and was not so pure Desi of blood, but at least considered Desi. He has a pointed chin, a tall nose with a slight inward hook at the tip of the nose, and high cheekbones, which gives the impression of being very mean and very difficult to get along with. At this time, he was keeping his head down and constantly thinking, at the age of thirty-one, he had just inherited the family business, and he had to face such a tricky matter, which caught him a little off guard.

It was only then that he regretted that when he was younger, he had devoted too much time and energy to skilled women instead of learning from his great-grandfather to handle family affairs. New ideas keep popping up in my head, vetoing the decision of the previous second, and constantly destroying it by the ideas that rise up later. Just when he had a splitting headache, he suddenly remembered the secret that his great-grandfather had taken him by the hand and told him on his deathbed - as long as it was for the good of the family and beneficial to the family, he could talk about it.

He took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, his eyes flowed, and he looked at the nobleman who was sitting younger than himself not far away in front of him, "Do I get any real benefits from doing this? You should know that what you asked me to do is very risky." Mr. Isaac hates nothing more than stabbing in the back, and I have to think about it. ”

Mr. Isaac, whose real name is Isaac Perros, is the leader of the southern noble group of the Orlando Empire, hereditary marquis. It is not uncommon for young nobles to be worried, after all, not everyone has the courage to kick Isaac in the back.

Opposite him, the black-haired, black-eyed, tough-looking young nobleman nodded unexpectedly, his legs crossed, a confident smile on his face, and something touching in his eyes that were crooked like crescents.

"I am very supportive of your considerations, I can't promise you too many benefits......", the thirty-one-year-old nobleman's face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and Wren continued: "The only thing I can promise and fulfill is for you to enter the Imperial Diet as one of the members. As for what you can do after becoming a councilor, it depends on your own ability. Mr. Orphez, I have opened a door for you, but I am not obligated to take you in and find another. Wren took a sip of the teacup when he said this, the rich and fragrant black tea is okay to drink occasionally, and since he had green tea, Wren has completely given up his preference for black tea.

He put down his teacup and looked at Orfez, "The entire empire has two thousand eight hundred and sixty-one registered nobles, and except for a few nobles who belong to the same family, more than two thousand nobles rule the country. What is even more staggering is that at least one-tenth of the nobility will soon become members of the Imperial Diet, completely above the others. This tenth of the aristocracy will become a new class, a class above the aristocratic class. They are the real rulers, and power that is too scattered will be concentrated and concentrated in their hands. ”

"Your Excellency Viscount Orphez, do you think you will be one of them, based on your position and contribution to the noble group?"

Of course not!

Orfez wasn't a big nobleman, he was just a small nobleman who was so common that he could be seen everywhere in the Golden Ring District, and he didn't even have a fief. How could such a nobleman become the backbone of the aristocratic group, and why did the Marquis of Isaac give him a small number of places?

"When I was communicating with the others, they said one word-", Wren's eyes were fixed on Orphez, who couldn't resist Wren's sharp gaze, and couldn't help but lower his head to pick up the teacup to avoid Wren's gaze, "Loyal." It's a very comical word, the Orlando Empire belongs to the twelve golden nobles of the Holy Covenant, or to all the Desi, but never to the leader of a particular group of nobles. ”

"It is not a certain marquis or a certain duke who canonized your title, but the supreme ruler of this empire, His Majesty the Emperor, and now you are standing at a fork in the road in life, you need to choose the right path, and then go on with determination. ”

Wren spread out his hands and slowly clenched his fist with his left hand, "To be a thing of the past with the aristocratic group, you won't get a trace of reward." All your efforts end up being reduced to a laughing stock and buried with the noble group. Then he clenched his right hand into a fist, "Or choose a new path and make your ancestors' will and desire come true!"

A bead of sweat appeared on Orfez's head, and he smiled apologetically, quickly taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Wren's gaze was like a knife, constantly stabbing at his body, he licked his lips, his breathing was a little short, and for the first time in this exchange, he took the initiative to meet Wren's gaze, "You...... Can you make sure I get a seat?"

Wren nodded reservedly, then stood up, and Orfez hurriedly followed closely behind to let his ass leave the soft and warm sofa.

"Of course, Mr. Ofez, that's what I'm here for. Wren stretched out his hand, and the two hands were clasped tightly together, "You have chosen the right path, and your family will be brilliant with you!"

This was only an inconspicuous meeting of Wren these days, and in fact he was personally lobbying some minor nobles to side with him, or rather with Her Majesty the Imperial Empress Pars. He would not lobby the great nobles, nor would he lobby those nobles who were obviously prestigious in the imperial capital or were very powerful in their own right. These nobles have the strength and confidence that other minor nobles do not have, and they do not necessarily have to obey Wren's arrangement.

Standing outside the gate and saying a few words to Orfez, he said goodbye to the young nobleman, and Wren got into a very inconspicuous carriage, without a family crest, without luxurious decorations, and it was not at all obvious from the appearance that the guy sitting in it was Wren's thorn.

Now that his plan has reached its most critical moment, the aristocratic clique is actively providing the Parliament and the Privy Council and the Elders' House with a list of candidates. Some of these people will become fresh blood in the Imperial Diet. These people will become councillors representing the interests of the aristocracy, vying for power with the Empress of Pars in the Imperial Diet.

Everyone knows the benefits of being a parliamentarian, so everyone wants to be a parliamentarian. The aristocratic group is not an organization with a mature system, but more like a loose power salon, and the leader of the aristocratic group is the organizer, who uses his power and position to gather a group of people around him. He had to formulate not only the actions of the aristocratic group, but also the internal contradictions. This contradiction may not be obvious in normal times, after all, they can be regarded as "friends", and with the hypocrisy of the nobles, even if they grit their teeth with hatred, they can laugh and talk loudly when they face to face.

This is because of contradictions, or rather temptations, that are not enough.

Now, however, the temptation is enough, and there is no more seductive bait than that of a member of the Imperial Parliament.

Everyone thinks that their contribution to the organization is superior to everyone else, everyone thinks that they are the most suitable person, and in the face of such a complex situation, even the big nobles have a headache for a long time. Give the place to this person, and that person will complain. Let that person also get a spot, and the others will not do it.

This may be the reason why the aristocratic group has never caused any irreparable damage to the royal family for more than two hundred years, because they are not united enough, have no unified goals and pursuits, and are not pure enough.

People who are not pure enough will never be terrible people, and if they can't abandon everything for the sake of ideals and pursuits, they will never be terrible.

The carriage disappeared into the street before Ofez withdrew his gaze, he clenched his fists, and an inexplicable sense of mission rose from the bottom of his heart.

Wren may not be the best lobbyist, but he can always find the angle to attack, find the right strength, and then break down the opponent's defenses. He does not use words to persuade certain people, but uses the selfishness of human nature to tempt people to fall.

There were many people like Orphez, and more than half of the nearly three thousand nobles in the entire empire were struggling to get an upward path, and Wren was now giving them that opportunity.

Many people are not lacking in ability, but they only lack opportunities. We have seen countless successful people, but we have never seen that their success does not all come from their efforts, and there are opportunities that others cannot encounter!