The House of Commons of the Braden Kingdom is a building with a simple shape and a solemn atmosphere.
The layout of the parliament hall, the earliest design inspiration came from the church of the Church of Light. There is a long and narrow open space in the middle, with the speaker's chair at the end. On both sides of the open space, there are parliamentary seats ascending like stairs. It looks like
Like rows of choir boys standing in a church.
But Prime Minister Baron Sistine did not feel the slightest bit of sacredness.
He sat at the front of the seat of the old party, and the new party members opposite looked at him with hostile eyes, as if they had a deep hatred for him, so that the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
This made him feel particularly upset.
In the Braden Kingdom, there are not many prime ministers who die well. As long as someone takes the position of prime minister, his enemies, both outside the party and within the party, will watch him all the time, waiting for him to make a mistake, and then take advantage of him to make a mistake.
If you get the chance, cut him to pieces with a thousand cuts and drive him away bloody.
But even so, there are still countless people flocking to this position like moths to a flame.
The Sistine Baron is also not exempt from vulgarity.
Before he became prime minister, he sharpened his sword and even sought the help of the Church of Light to pull his predecessor off the throne at all costs.
Now it's his turn.
He seemed to be a different person, walking on thin ice every day, like an old hen hatching eggs, guarding his vested rights for fear of being taken away one day.
According to the practice of the Braddon Kingdom, as Prime Minister, he has to come to the House of Commons every week to participate in the "Prime Minister's Question Time" and accept questions and doubts from different political parties.
In theory, the existence of "Prime Minister's Question Time" allows members of parliament to talk directly with the head of government, learn the latest information, and at the same time supervise the work of the cabinet.
But in fact, in Sistine's view, the opposition parties would only take advantage of this opportunity, use words as sharp swords, and find ways to slander him, thereby taking away the power in his hands.
This often makes the Prime Minister feel exhausted.
He took a deep breath and stood in front of everyone again, ready to accept this sharp but boring question.
"Excuse me, Prime Minister, you previously proposed to reduce the research funding provided by the government to the Mage Tower, is that correct?"
"Yes." The Prime Minister responded in a robotic tone.
"Then how will you quell the opposition in the Mage Tower? Now that Lord Merlins has advanced to Legend, the second son of Earl William York is also an important member of the Mage Tower, and their opinions cannot be underestimated."
"I will convince them with my righteousness," the Prime Minister said impatiently. "Now many parts of the Braden Kingdom are suffering from floods, and the national treasury is tight. As citizens of the Kingdom, they should donate their property to help residents in the disaster area rebuild their homes.
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"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, why have you been delaying the repeal of the Grain Economic Protection Act for no reason?"
"Mr. Congressman, please don't slander cabinet members at will," the Prime Minister responded with numb eyes and no expression on his face. "The reason why the "Grain Economic Protection Act" exists is because it can indeed protect the territory of the Kingdom of Braden.
Agriculture and animal husbandry. I don’t want defective products from foreign countries to invade the market of the Kingdom of Brade and cause our country’s farmers and herdsmen to lose the capital to support their families.”
"..."
In this way, round after round of questions were like endless raindrops, hitting the Prime Minister painlessly. Although it was irritating, it could not fundamentally hurt the Prime Minister in the slightest.
With his smooth and awe-inspiring lines, the Prime Minister came to cover up the water and the earth. He firmly believed that today, as usual, he would get through this difficulty unscathed.
As long as the archbishop is willing to continue to support him, then there is nothing to fear.
As the "Prime Minister's Question Time" was about to end, the last questioner stood up in full view of everyone.
Prime Minister Sistine quickly recognized that this man was a radical in the new party, named Jose Feldman. He had always been keen on collecting true or false gossip from various channels to impeach the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister.
Other cabinet members of the old party.
But the Prime Minister is not afraid of him at all.
Although this guy Jose has impeached all cabinet members in recent months, the evidence he gave is ridiculous, such as "abuse of wild animals", "smoking in public places", "dressing that does not comply with etiquette" and so on.
, the Prime Minister thought he was playing house.
I saw New Party MP Jose Feldman take a deep breath, stand up straight, and launch an attack on the Prime Minister:
"Your Excellency Prime Minister, could you please explain to us why you privately ordered Major General Hans Seckter to transport three magic cannons from Alexandria to the Kingdom of Ferrand without the permission of Parliament and Her Majesty the Queen?"
Jose's tone was calm, his language was concise, he didn't make too many accusations, he just asked simple questions.
However, after hearing this question, the smile on the Prime Minister's face suddenly froze. He opened his mouth slightly, and for a moment he couldn't think of how to avoid the fatal blow hidden in this question.
Of course, it wasn't just the Prime Minister himself who was shocked.
All the MPs present, from the old party and the new party, began to whisper.
What? A magic cannon? Transported to the Kingdom of Ferrand privately? Is the Prime Minister crazy? Did he really do such a thing? This is a crime of collaboration and treason!
With such questions in mind, hundreds of eyes fell on the Prime Minister.
The Prime Minister's heart was beating fast and his mind went blank. There was no response plan for this situation in his prepared lines.
The secret is out.
His conspiracy with the Archbishop was discovered.
His eyes closed and opened again, while his hands gripped the podium tightly, trying to keep himself steady in front of the crowd.
"Where did you hear that?" The Prime Minister desperately searched for suitable words in his brain, his voice sounded weak, "Do you have any evidence?"
"The Braden Morning News has published this matter," New Party MP Jose Feldman took out a newspaper from his briefcase and said loudly while waving it, "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, please take a careful look.
Look at today's news headlines. Reporter Rodgliosi's exclusive report: The Prime Minister bypassed Parliament and Her Majesty the Queen and privately instructed the Rear Admiral to transport magic cannons out of the country. What exactly is his intention?'
"Please tell us all, is this thing mentioned in the newspaper true?"
"Please listen to my explanation." The Prime Minister raised his hands to signal everyone to keep quiet. "These three magic cannons are not shipped to the Kingdom of Ferrand, but to the Pope. This is what I should do as a believer of the Goddess of Light."
"Then why didn't you tell Parliament? Why didn't you tell Her Majesty the Queen?"
"Do you know this is against the constitution of the kingdom?"
"As a believer of the goddess of light, can I abuse my power?"
"Can His Holiness the Pope testify for you? If not, get out of office! We don't need a treasonous prime minister!"
"Death to the traitors!"
"Send him to the guillotine!"
"..."
The mood on the opposition side has completely boiled over. The new party MPs, who came from humble backgrounds, were celebrating their rare victory by cursing him. For a time, the entire parliament hall was as noisy as a market.
However, the MPs from the old party around the Prime Minister remained silent and even quietly moved their positions just to be further away from the Prime Minister.
"Treason" is not an ordinary crime.
No one wants to get into trouble.
At this time, the Maritime Minister sitting next to the Prime Minister suddenly stood up.
The Prime Minister turned his head and looked at him for help.
The Maritime Secretary had been his comrade-in-arms during the election campaign and a member of his hand-picked cabinet. If this old comrade-in-arms could give him a fair word, he would be grateful.
"I sent someone to check. There are indeed three unfinished magic cannons missing from the warehouse." The Minister of Maritime Affairs said lightly.
While speaking, he did not even look at the Prime Minister.
The Prime Minister was completely devastated.
At the same time, the Maritime Minister's words that added insult to injury succeeded in pushing the mood of New Party MPs to a further climax.
"Get off the stage!"
"Get off the stage!"
"Get off the stage!"
"..."
They were dancing and shouting loudly. The sound was like a wave, covering one wave after another. The shouting became more and more uniform, as if it was about to overturn the roof.
The Prime Minister must be lucky that there are no rotten eggs in the parliament hall, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by these unreasonable bastards.
"You sons of bitches!" He turned red and roared angrily.
Then he left the parliament hall angrily.
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ps: The environment and quarrel scenes in the House of Commons are based on the British Parliament website, the movie "Darkest Hour" and the novel "House of Cards".