Chapter 365: Is this to force the palace?

Chapter 365 – Is This To Force The Palace?

Just when the crowd thought that Paul should feel congratulatory inside, they saw that the honorable Count Lord Alda was wearing a bitter face.

“Count Greiman?”

Count Parker called out to him out of curiosity.

There was no response.

Myron Garnard did have a rough guess as to what was going on inside Paul’s mind right now.

He jabbed his elbow at his ally, “Paul, the king’s edict ……”

“Huh?” Paul reacted and realized that Hansel was looking at him with a strange look.

“The House of Gladman thanks His Majesty the King for his grace!”

He immediately knelt down on one knee and respectfully received the parchment.

Grace? This is clearly adding to the chaos, okay?

What Paul wanted was an efficient administrative system that could get through to the top and the bottom of the government, which depended on one level of highly qualified civil officials after another, not a bunch of earthly emperors who were not as big as the sky and the earth.

Although Paul was now one of the many earth emperors in the Kingdom of Aldo, he never wanted a bunch of such goods to appear under him.

The hard work of promoting education and using exams to admit qualified politicians, wasn’t it for this?
Granted, Paul could use the power in his hands and choose not to grant knighthoods and territories or just ennoble robed nobles. But what will the people underneath think of him, other people’s lords are so generous, how come you are so stingy here?

How can you guarantee the loyalty of your subordinates?

Do you want to divide them up? Or not? This is a very important question.

Now Alda has already appeared the prototype of a modernized regime, although it also has all kinds of backward aspects, but with the gradual improvement of the regime, Paul believes that the problems will be solved one by one.

A partition could undo all the previous efforts and would rapidly shrink the land he could actually control.

“Congratulations to Earl Gleiman la!”

The other lords other than Myron didn’t know what was going through Paul’s mind and came up together to congratulate him.

“Thanks!”

Paul replied one by one with a bitter smile.

With mixed feelings, he accompanied his guests through the rest of the machinery.

“Count Greiman!”

After the tour, Count Heller’s son, Derek Heller, called out to Paul excitedly.

“Can I visit the place where you produce your muskets and artillery?”

At once, Paul was presented with a dilemma, which was the secret of the secrets of Arda.

“Uh …… very sorry!” Paul balked.

Old Heller hastened to round up for his son, “Count Gleiman, Derek is young and uninformed, please don’t be offended.”

“Ten thousand apologies, I was too presumptuous.” Derek became downcast and looked very frustrated.

Perhaps he was merely interested and had nothing else in mind, Paul had inquired, this noble son was young and impulsive but a relatively simple person.

“Mr. Viscount, tomorrow morning there will be a coordinated infantry and artillery drill, if you are interested, you can go and observe it.” Derek, who had been drooping just a moment ago, lifted his head up, and a hundred and twenty thousand percent enthusiasm bubbled up in his eyes.

“Excellent, thank you a million times over, Count Gleiman, I can’t wait to witness the valor of the army under your lordship’s command here.”

His fists were clenched tightly and he looked very excited.

Winifred Heller smiled bitterly and said to the crowd, “I’ll let you all see the joke, this son of mine has always loved war since he was a child, and the war a while back has excited him so much that he still doesn’t feel like enjoying it to this day.”

The crowd laughed and nodded, they had all experienced Derek Heller’s bravery in battle, though sometimes it was rather reckless.

……

Two days later, Alda Naval Commander Austin arrived in Lakewood to attend a joint meeting of the military and political top brass at the Lord’s mansion.

Now the communication between the lake town and richland port has been very fast, thanks to the flag signal “telegraph” system has begun to play a role, from the lake town to send a message, half an hour later can be able to send to the hands of the recipients, but also in this half an hour, the real time consumed in the line of propagation of only ten minutes, most of the time spent in translating the signal, to give the signal to the recipient, the time consumed in translating the signal, to give the signal to the receiver. Most of the time was spent in translating the signals and delivering the paper letters to the recipients.

In addition to the line already in operation, “Fullan Harbor – Lakewood – Butua,” more lines are being constructed, and a “telegraph” line will be like a chapter in a book. Telegraph” line will be like the tentacles of the octopus, Alda – Bairdine – Emden three tightly together, Lake Town is the brain of the octopus, the brain sends out signals to the tentacles to make its action, and the tentacles on the first time to make the action. The signals from the brain can be sent down to the tentacles to make them move, and any sensation on the tentacles can also be uploaded to the brain at the first time.

The topic of the meeting was to discuss whether or not to let the Tirpitz fleet stay in West Harbor to assist in the maritime defense of the kingdom’s army.

There wasn’t too much heated debate in the meeting.

“After nearly two years of sweeps, the pirates in the Northwest Gulf have become extinct, and the other coastal territories basically don’t have any decent maritime forces, so we don’t have any greater pressure on our defense.”

“Having the fleet face the threat head on will hone their combat abilities.”

“A good sword will rust if you don’t use it.”

“The fleet staying in the south will provide protection for our merchants.”

So the matter was settled, and Paul gave the final blow to keep the fleet in the south.

“The only slight problem is the mood of the other generals.”

Austin told the crowd with some difficulty.

“As you know, Tirbitz took most of the warships capable of fighting, and Quake and Yarman …… are both close to being bare bones.”

Paul rubbed his head and said, “Build new battleships for the First and Second Fleets. Tell Quirk and Yarlman I’ll build bigger three-masted battleships to give them as flagships.”

Austin said with renewed difficulty, “But Lord Lord, the shipyards in Port Fullan and the one we bought in Larnaca are now full of orders for civilian ships, and I’m afraid it will be years before new warships are built.”

Paul waved his hand, “Then build a third shipyard, Chief Ford, the Council of State will be in charge of building the third shipyard, if the finances are tight, we can raise capital from the private sector in the way of issuing securities on the exchange, the profits can be shared out, but the management must stay in our hands.”

“Yes, Lord Earl.” Old Ford nodded his head and took note.

Austin was overjoyed, “Then I will thank Lord Earl on behalf of the entire Navy. Please watch, in a few years, all the fish in the sea along the way from Fullan Harbor to West Harbor will jump out and shout Hail Gladman.”

With the matter agreed upon, Paul adjourned the meeting, yet no one present lifted a hip.

Paul looked up, and one by one, except for two older ones, Old Ford and Schroeder, who were resting their eyes with their eyes closed, the others were casting eager glances at him.

Those were hopeful glances! That was the gaze of thirst! Even Bryce, the bushy-eyed one ……

Ouch! Paul secretly screamed bad, could it be that the news brought by Hansel two days ago had already spread, there could be quite a few people present at that time, guarding the other lords were embarrassed to keep it a secret.

Look at their eyes, this is to force the palace?
(End of chapter)