Thousands of sparks

Chapter 39 Art
Politics is an art of compromise.But Du Sande saw the whole process of the birth of art with his own eyes.

On the first day of the open-air debate with my mother, seven opponents are still desperately pouring dirty water on her head.But Du Sande, who was itchy with hatred, found that these competitors suddenly began to change direction, and mainly attacked Androni's gender and inexperience.

Previous attacks on her policies suddenly faded away.

At the debate the next day, a candidate for parliament suddenly announced his withdrawal from the election.And sincerely praised Androni's great vision, tenacious will and "jewel-like personality".He declared that he withdrew from the election because Madame Androni was more suitable for the position than himself.

The other candidates obviously didn't expect such a change. They were stunned for a while, and then began to attack with more violent words.This time, though, their attack was decidedly a little bit miss-pointed—they accused Androni of despicable means of forcing her rival back, and that the man who withdrew from the election was a shameful scumbag.

But after the offensive firepower was dispersed, the six candidates were clearly unable to do what they wanted.After all, when it comes to criticizing women's participation in politics, they all have extremely rich experience and abundant swear words.But criticizing the "colleague" who suddenly dropped out of the election and praised Androni's "colleague" is very... disturbing.

Should he be bashed and attacked for his lack of foresight, or should he be made into a poor innocent old man who was duped by a woman?
The debate ended a bit hastily, and the remaining six candidate members needed to start a meeting as soon as possible, and then determine the policy for Androni tomorrow.

These venerable gentlemen have long since reached a consensus to kick out the obtrusive woman first, and then they will each compete - it is certainly inappropriate for a baroness to enter the House of Commons.There is a high probability that Baron Duchamp does not want his wife to show his face in public. As a lower-level nobleman, he must know how to share the worries of the upper-level nobles.

However, this emergency meeting was not held smoothly. Instead, it was replaced by two new letters of withdrawal from the election, and four lords who looked at each other in a cold sweat.

The sudden withdrawal of three knights from the election has everyone smelling of conspiracy.The four Lords looked different, but they were all equally ugly.Meetings start off quickly and end quickly.The four lords all received hastily sent letters from their chief private secretaries, which contained details of the sudden "clearance action" that the properties under the names of their masters were facing.

After seeing the letter, the lords were completely dumbfounded.They understood at once that this was the real reason why those gentlemen withdrew from the election.That woman named Androni didn't think about any election battle with herself at all.From the beginning to the end, she did not regard them as competitive opponents.

election?Elections are meaningless as long as there are no competitors.

On the third day, the two lords voluntarily announced their withdrawal at the beginning of the open-air policy debate. Like the first Sir, they praised Mrs. Androni with the most sincere words, and then expressed their respect for Androni. Best wishes from Mrs. Nee.I hope she will bring a better future to people throughout Newsale after her successful tenure.

The other two lords engaged in a commercial flaunt called "The Debate" with Lady Androni.They pointed out the importance and correctness of Mrs. Androni's proposal by "questioning" from many angles.All in all, after two hours of touting, the two lords said that Lady Androni was the most suitable person for the position.

Dusand stared at the birth of "art" in astonishment, and then felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness in his heart.

It feels like when playing a game, suddenly discovering that there is an invincible level modification plug-in built into the game, no matter what outrageous requirements can be fulfilled.While the process went smoothly, the game itself seemed completely pointless.

Dusande imagined that the election campaign would be very fierce, with all parties pointing out the absurd omissions in the other party's policies and selling their own policies and plans to voters.

But the reality is that his series of plans are not even ready for implementation, and all his opponents surrendered.

"You see, campaigning is actually not a difficult thing at all." Morse said with a smile while holding a teacup, "Madam's ability should not be wasted arguing with those stupid fat pigs, and those who don't even know the content of the debate Poor people who can't understand are not worth the effort. Finishing the legislation and bringing about good changes in this society is what should be done now."

Du Sande was a little puzzled, "But shouldn't members of the House of Commons speak out for the voters and fight for their interests?"

"The members of the House of Commons are elected by civilians, but the members of the House of Commons still swear allegiance to the Empire and His Majesty." Morse corrected, "The purpose and focus of the House of Commons is to provide policy support for each colonial planet , the purpose of these policies and legislation is to serve the Empire and His Majesty the Emperor."

Morse touched Dusand's head with a smile and said, "These political things may be too boring for you, but you must know that Mrs. Androni is doing a very remarkable thing .”

Dussand nodded. If the mother's legislation is passed, the empire will have the concept of compulsory education and minimum wage for the first time in its 400-year history. The impact on society will be huge.

"In order for Madam to achieve her goal, someone must remove all obstacles for her." Morse continued, "In this case, this is the job of the two of us."

Dusand showed an expression of "I'm listening carefully", and then asked curiously, "Then what do I need to do now?"

"After all the competitors have withdrawn, the election is over. According to the time calculation, the Upper Albyn constituency should be the first to complete the election." Morse said seriously, "According to the relevant procedures, the first to complete the election Members of Parliament who have passed the process will be identified as the Speaker of the House of Commons for this term."

"So, your next job is very simple - visit those departments that are about to be tormented by the Madam's Act." Morse said with a smile, "I will stay here and continue to accompany Madam to complete the rest. Procedure, as the chief secretary of the filing, and also your wife's only son, it is reasonable to visit these departments."

Du Sande pointed to his nose in disbelief, "I'm only ten years old, are you sure it's okay to let me do such a thing?"

"Of course not, my dear Lord." Morse laughed loudly, "If someone dares to belittle you, I suggest that you just throw the record book of the Coat of Arms Management Office in the opponent's face, and then rush Shoot this man in the leg."

"Use the identity of the heraldry management office to attract the other party's attention?" Du Sande sighed, "Okay, I get it."

"No, no, Mr. Lord." Morse said seriously, "I really suggest that you should act a little more ostentatiously. It is best to be arrogant and let everyone know that Mrs. Androni's only son is the heraldic administrator. People in the office - this will bring a lot of convenience to our subsequent legislative implementation work."

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"The matter has been arranged?" After returning to the manor after the day's trip, Mrs. Androni sat on the sofa and relaxed her sore neck without caring about her image. After a while, she said to Moore who was beside her. "What did little Dusande say?" asked Stanley.

"Mr. Lord seems to be a bit resistant to using his identity to communicate with various departments." Morse replied, "Your education of Mr. Lord is undoubtedly very successful. It is a little bit difficult to let Mr. Lord break through his moral restrictions. difficulty."

"What about the investigation on Boulder?" Androni rubbed her swollen forehead and asked, "How is your investigation going?"

"It's quite effective." Morse replied succinctly, "He opened a bank account in the name of his son. In the past year, 270 gold pounds have been deposited into this account in batches. And this account It was opened about a year and a half ago—about the time when His Majesty issued an imperial order to authorize various places to start building the House of Commons."

"That is to say..." Androni stopped rubbing her hands on her forehead, and said with a frown, "Is the mining association collecting information on nobles who may become members of the House of Commons, rather than targeting us?"

Morse nodded and shook his head again, "The previous intelligence collection was not too close, probably they just did some preventive work first. But in the past five months, the amount paid to that account has suddenly increased And the frequency of payments has increased from bimonthly to once a week.”

"It coincides with the date when I went to register for the election." Androni nodded, and then laughed, "In order to keep my own mining rights, United Mining is really willing to spend money."

"After all, United Mining only has the mining right to colonize planets other than planets. Although mining Ypsilon ore has benefited them a lot, everyone wants to make a fortune in the energy market—even United Mining is no exception." Morse whispered, "They may be looking for possible collaborators to release control measures in some colonial planets so that they can mine coal freely."

"The battle between the Imperial Forestry Department and the Mining Consortium is not a one-day event." Androni sighed, "Compared with the Forestry Department's industrialized charcoal production plan, I would rather see the United Mining Industry enter the market. The price of coal is outrageous now, 35p a pound! Is this trying to make the poor in Newsail freeze to death?"

"That's why His Majesty the Marquis finally chose you as a partner." Morse responded with a smile, "Industrialized charcoal production will only make the environment of the colonial planet harsh, and the unrestricted joint mining industry will directly swallow up Newsail. Proud landscape. We need more coal, but at a price we can afford."

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Sitting in the steam carriage, Dusande looked at the gradually darkening purple sky outside the car window, and the municipal workers who were lighting the gas street lamps, with a slightly melancholy expression.

"Okay, let's try it first." He patted his thigh, then pushed open the car door and got out.In front of him, the brass door sign of "Neusal Interior Bureau" dimmed slightly.

In the four-story office building of the Bureau of Internal Affairs, the gas lamps have been completely lit.The building made of stone and glass windows seems to be alive - as the gas supply pressure in the gas pipe fluctuates, the lights of the entire building will dim at the same time, and then shine again.

It looked like a behemoth slowly breathing in a deep sleep.

Standing in front of the building, Dusand looked like a warrior who was about to break into the beast den and kill the giant beast with his sword.

However, the warrior's legs were trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)