In a world with supernatural powers, ordinary people are unable to resist the powerful.
Even Aaron can easily think of a hundred ways to stop demonstrations and riots, such as arranging large-scale ceremonies in slums to continuously strengthen the residents' sense of order and obedience, so that they will not dare to violate imperial laws even if they starve to death at home!
From a mystical perspective, this is something that is entirely possible.
But the demonstration happened, and although the suppression was effective, every time it happened, it would irritate the rest of the people and leave wounds in their hearts.
Even if the wound heals, scars will remain, gradually corroding the foundation of the empire's rule.
"I...I don't know, isn't this normal? If you can't live anymore, you have to change your way of living..."
Louis rubbed his head, completely confused as to what Aaron was talking about.
"That's right...as a friend, I'll treat you to a drink, that's all."
Aaron made his own suggestion.
"Well... my boss's store is on this street, and it will definitely not be open today."
When Louis heard about drinking, his eyes began to shine: "I know a beer hall, and the bacon sausage there is guaranteed to be unforgettable for you..."
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Rye beer hall.
This place only serves the cheapest rye beer, and the customers who come here seem to be from the lower class of society, but the business is good.
Because it was daytime, Aaron and Louis occupied a round table against the wall, ordered bacon sausage and other specialties, and drank beer slowly.
"We can't go on like this... The failure of the "Affirmative Action" proposal last month means that the big capitalists who have been transformed from the big aristocrats have completely abandoned us... They are even more hateful than the original landed aristocrats, and the landed aristocrats will
The serfs regard them as their own property and still have the last trace of warmth, but their factories only know how to greedily devour the flesh and blood of the workers, and drive them away whenever they are sick without compensating a penny!"
On the bar of the beer hall, a young man jumped on the bar and was shouting: "Unite together, force the factory owners to bow their heads, and let the parliament pass the bill... If it doesn't pass, we will go on strike and march... In the past, the failure was just that the intensity was not strong enough. We have to do it ourselves."
To expand the power of the third-level parliament, we must also have our own voting rights!"
"Who are those people?"
Aaron held a huge beer glass, blew the hops on it, and pointed at the young man who was giving a speech.
"A group of middle-class and even lower-class people who call themselves social activists... They have gone to school and have knowledge, but they live in slums. They know very well what the lower-class people want. Many people are persuaded by them, but the result is often not the same.
Very good.”
Louis took a sip of beer and explained with a sigh: "Oh... there is also an organization among them, called the 'Hatsless' Alliance..."
"Is this the alliance of the poor?" Aaron's expression was solemn. Such an alliance is very scary. Because he can't even wear a hat, he has nothing to lose.
"Yes, most of them are poor people, as well as lawyers and doctors who sympathize with the poor... and have also received some social donations and funding." Louis continued to drink and sighed...
Aaron saw a man who was so overwhelmed by life that he could only seek a moment of comfort in alcohol.
Not long after, Louis passed out drunk on the table.
'You can get drunk even if you drink beer. Who gave you the courage to come to the pub? Or... you just want to get drunk and escape reality?'
Aaron glanced at him with disdain and looked at the man giving the speech.
‘Is it blind to be the Imperial Suppression Bureau if you can get social donations? And today’s parade...’
'Obviously, there is a powerful force that is secretly supporting this group of people.'
"If there is no power that comes out of thin air, is it the Church of the Sun?"
There is nothing new under the sun, and there is only one force in the entire continent that can make the empire helpless!
"The conflict between royal power and divine power... also, power is a beast, and a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Since there are no opponents in the world, we can only fight within ourselves..."
Aaron was keenly aware of the subtle state of the empire's upper echelons.
And...social conflicts as intense as a powder keg.
"What the hell... wouldn't such a huge empire distribute the benefits of colonization and plunder to the poor?"
But when Aaron thought about some countries that were called empires in his previous life, he suddenly understood: "It's really not possible... Whether they are big capitalists or big nobles, they would rather pour milk into the sea, exchange money for gold and lock it in a vault.
They won't share anything with the mud-legged people. They will just sit back and watch the poor people die of hunger or illness due to unemployment. At most, they will do charity and shed a few crocodile tears... They want to share the meat from their bowls without shedding any blood.
, fight hard, how is it possible?"
"In addition, there are churches fanning the flames and adding fuel to the flames... The contradictions in this world are even more intense and strange."
While Aaron was solving his own dining problem, he listened to the guy's impassioned speech and roughly figured out the current upper-level structure of Inves.
Different from its own history, in Inves, the three-level parliament has all the power.
Among them, the representatives of the first-level parliament are His Majesty the Emperor and the priests and monks of the Church of the Sun!
There is no way, who allowed the person worshiped by the Church of the Sun to achieve a great victory in this history...
As for the second-level parliament, its members are mainly hereditary nobles.
Only the third-level parliament included factory owners, big businessmen, bankers, and in theory all citizens of the empire.
Of course, since those poor people have to go to work every day to ensure that they do not starve to death and have no time to participate in any parliamentary activities, the third-level parliament is mainly dominated by capitalists.
However, it should be noted that some landed aristocrats were attracted by capital and gradually transformed into big capitalists. They are called "liberals" among the aristocracy.
In addition, some nobles who are in debt due to poor land income or extravagant life are often bribed by capital... Therefore, those capitalists also have considerable influence in the second-level parliament.
'If this continues...sooner or later this empire will be controlled by capital, but in Inves where the true god exists, that's it...among the three-level parliaments, the first-level parliament has the greatest power!'
'Sure enough, it is still a struggle between divine power and royal power!'
'In addition, capital is attached to the empire and exploits workers even more cruelly. Even due to the empire's high-pressure policy, some newspapers that promote freedom and equality have been banned one after another... The contradictions have already intensified to a terrible point, but it is useless. There is absolute
With such power, civilians who dare to resist will be suppressed immediately!'
'Without the final scruples, the madness and greed of capital are fully demonstrated!'