Blackstone Code

Gevra, Prime Minister's Office.

After the meeting was over, the Minister of War left, walked around in a circle, and then came back.

The Prime Minister, who was thinking about the future path, was a little surprised, "Did you leave something behind?"

He could only think that he had said everything that should be said and what should not be said. Maybe it was just that he had left something behind.

The Minister of War shook his head. As soon as he spoke, the Prime Minister's expression became a little serious, "Do you know that recently... you have been in private contact with other people?"

The person he was talking about was the Minister of the Navy.

This news indeed shocked the Prime Minister and made him feel a little uncomfortable.

If someone else is doing such a thing, he won't find it too strange, or he will only be surprised, but not uncomfortable.

He and the Admiralty have had a friendship for more than 40 years. He is older than the other person. They played together when they were children, and he played the role of the older brother.

In fact, there is nothing exciting in the life of a noble, except for having so much time to spare.

After the children receive education from their families, they will also be arranged to socialize with the nobility, allowing them to get to know more aristocratic partners.

At that time, the Prime Minister was relatively old, and with a prominent family background, he was one of the great nobles in Gefra, and many people were his good friends.

Among them, the leader, the leader, was the former prince.

However, he did not make it to the end. Instead, the previous emperor seized the throne through cruel means. This is also the reason why the prime minister was able to suppress the royal family in turn.

This group of ministers and nobles did not grow up with the previous emperor when they were young.

Everyone doesn't have much affection for each other.

Human beings are very realistic.

If there are no irresolvable feelings to talk about, then we can only talk about interests.

The previous emperor's background was not very good. His mother was just a palace maid. They called him a bastard.

His brothers and sisters also called him that, and people laughed at him. They didn't even think it was sinful for the Emperor to rape a maid and give birth to a boy.

They didn't feel that way at all and instead treated the previous emperor as a clown.

While those people were socializing and entertaining in the spotlight, he stood in the shadows, holding a plate and watching these people.

Gefra is a feudal dynasty. Of course, this does not mean now, but before.

What feudal society cares most about is bloodline!

Even if a nobleman with pure blood falls into decline, he is still a nobleman who is respected by people!

But a child raped by a drunken emperor and given birth to by a maid is just a bastard.

No one treats him as a prince. He needs to work and work hard for his tomorrow until that day.

The emperor's father, whom he deeply hated and feared, lay dying on the bed, but he was still so strong.

He realized at that moment that he shouldn't be afraid of these people...

The former emperor was a tragic man, and until his death, he was actually not accepted by the aristocratic group, just like Mr. Simon's son, Garton.

He never thought it was his son, he thought it was the little monster he had with a native of Nagaril.

But one thing is lucky for Garton. He is still alive, while the previous emperor has become a not-so-glorious page in the history of the empire!

Perhaps, his resistance to fate pushed the wheel of fate and led to the Gafula who he is today.

As the founder of today's Gafra, the Prime Minister, is very sad at this time.

Tired, sad, and emotional, he sighed heavily.

His best friend seemed to be making some small moves behind his back, and he was suddenly able to understand some of His Majesty's feelings that the previous Emperor had.

It's obvious that he has good intentions for everyone, but everyone only caters to him on the surface, and they have their own thoughts behind the scenes.

Will history repeat itself?

He asked himself, he didn't want that to happen, Gefra couldn't stand the civil strife anymore.

His thoughts were very confused. After a while, he looked at the Minister of War and asked, "Then what do you mean by this?"

"You want me to capture him and hand over the navy to your management?"

The Minister of War smiled, seemingly unaware of the subtle mockery in the Prime Minister's tone.

"I have never thought of it this way!" The Secretary of War's right thumb wiped the large gemstone ring on his left index finger, which felt good in his hand.

He looks a little fat. Among these ministers, apart from him, the Minister of Construction is the fattest.

When he smiled, his face was full of flesh, which didn't look good to others.

The Prime Minister frowned, "Say what you think, you know, I'm very tired now, I don't want to guess anymore what they are going to do and what you are going to do."

The Minister of War pondered for a while, "My idea is to give me a little more money. As long as we can stabilize and the island can be stabilized, the navy generals will not mess around."

The Prime Minister did not interrupt him, still frowning.

The Secretary of War continued, "We can recruit a new batch of army troops for training, but we cannot place our hopes entirely on the navy."

"And we do need to reinvigorate the Army system, remember?"

"We've talked about this before!"

The Prime Minister nodded. He did say that more resources should be allocated to the army. Gefra's army was too poor. If he didn't find a way to make up for it now, he would have no chance in the future.

The Secretary of War took a deep breath, "That's now!"

"After the military expansion, we control all order on the island. As long as we don't cause chaos, the island will not be in chaos."

"If the island is not in chaos, the navy will not be in chaos."

"The navy is not in chaos...no matter what he does, it will not change the current situation!"

The Prime Minister immediately understood what he meant. In the final analysis, interests were at play.

Once it is determined that the next defensive strategy will be dominated by the navy, naturally, a large amount of resources will be tilted towards the navy.

If you want money, you have money, if you want people, you have people, if you want things, you have things.

The Army will definitely be affected in some ways. For example, some of the resources that should have been allocated to the Army will be allocated to the Navy.

This is actually the right approach. Since we have decided to use the Navy as the core of defense in the next stage, there must be trade-offs.

But the Minister of War was still a little dissatisfied.

The Prime Minister has a headache. The external pressure has not been resolved, and internal conflicts have begun again.

But this is no accident!

When the war cannot export conflicts to the outside world, and because the war does not go smoothly, internal conflicts will break out again, and they will be more violent than before!

It came a little fast.

The Prime Minister thought for a while and said, "What you said is not unreasonable. What do you want?"

The Minister of War smiled and stated his needs. In fact, there was nothing special.

Money, people, equipment and weapons, and most importantly...privileges!

The Prime Minister signed the document. Although this was something he did not want to see, he must now stabilize his position and stabilize the domestic situation.

The Minister of War wanted to pull the document signed with the Prime Minister's name from his hand, but he did not pull it after two pulls. He looked at the Prime Minister with some doubts, as if he was asking, "Where are you arresting me?" .

The Prime Minister stared at him, making him slightly uncomfortable, "This does not mean that I support you and... to fight against each other. Now our common enemy is the Penteo people. If you want to compete, wait until the war is over."

The Minister of War was silent for a while, then nodded in agreement, "I can guarantee that I will not make the first move."

The Prime Minister let go of his hand, and the Minister of War left with the document satisfied.

On the other side, at the home of the Minister of the Navy, some ministers and politicians have gathered.

They all had a very inexplicable smile on their faces, as if... they suddenly discovered that they had a considerable amount of savings, and their faces were filled with confident smiles when they met others.

That feeling of "I know I'm rich but you don't know I'm rich, and when I need it I'll tell you and scare you hahaha"!

Surrounded by them was the Minister of the Navy.

The Lord of the Admiralty was about the same age as the Prime Minister, slightly younger and very thin.

Although he was a great nobleman, he had been serving on battleships when he was young.

Of course, the "service" here is different from the understanding of "service" by ordinary people in society.

Ordinary people think that naval service refers to those sailors who are exposed to the sun every day, running around on the deck, doing dirty work, and doing dangerous jobs.

At most, he's just a junior officer or something like that.

For the great nobles, the so-called "service" starts with captainship.

The atmosphere of the army shaped his spirit, and he seemed to give people a different feeling from the Minister of War.

Not only because he is thinner, but also because of his aura that makes people bow their heads.

Someone was complaining at this point.

"I have long said that Amelia is meaningless to us if we spend all the money spent on Amelia over the years to strengthen the navy."

"Neither the Federals nor the Pengeos can be our opponents!"

The speaker is a noble. Everyone here is a noble. Even if you are not a noble, you cannot enter this room.

His face showed some dissatisfaction with the upper-level rulers, starting from the previous emperor to the current prime minister.

Others seemed to have similar thoughts.

What the great nobles were most dissatisfied with the former emperor was that he advocated vigorous development of Amelia.

Too many resource tilts have caused great losses to the great nobles of the island. The flight of the island's industries, the establishment of special zones, and the transfer of capital have made the great nobles of the island suffer more losses than ever before in these years!

As for whether it makes sense to develop Amelia?

There must be, but this is a feudal society, and family is always more important than country!

The Minister of the Navy shook his head slightly, "You can't say that. Amelia still has a meaning of existence, but the army is too bad."

"This is no longer something that can be changed by deciding to change the status quo. Even if we give them another ten years, they will still be like this."

"Gevra, you can only rely on our navy!"