Chapter 232 Noble Meeting
Viscount Montcas, the Speaker of the Noble Council of Cardro Province, stepped onto the high platform in the middle, picked up the wooden hammer, and tapped it three times.
The thick sound spread to the surroundings, and everyone fell silent. They stopped communicating with each other and focused their attention on Viscount Moncas.
"The 18th Noble Meeting of Cardero Province has officially begun."
Viscount Muncas kept a serious face and looked around at the nobles.
"Prior to the meeting, His Majesty the King's latest orders will be communicated."
"Starting from January next year, the censors in the royal capital will review all lower-level nobles across the country. Barons require no less than three hundred troops, and viscounts require no less than fifteen hundred troops."
"For nobles promoted within five years, the army requires a 60% review."
"Soldiers are required to be apprentices. They must have armor, leather armor, cloth armor, or armor. But they must have defensive armor."
"Weapons, spears and iron must account for more than 30%, the length of the iron sword must not be less than one meter, and the width must not be less than three fingers..."
In just a few minutes, he put a lot of pressure on the surrounding nobles.
It is difficult for some nobles to assemble a qualified army, let alone the required weapons and equipment.
Selling off the property and gritting one's teeth, you can still get it together, otherwise you will lose your title and everything will start from scratch, and the military exploits accumulated by your ancestors will be reduced to zero.
Except for a few nobles, most of them looked ugly, but they could not disobey the kingdom's orders.
Viscount Muncas knocked the hammer to silence the venue.
"We are all nobles of the same province. If you have problems with weapons and equipment, you can ask me to borrow them, or you can ask other powerful nobles for help."
"Now, the meeting of nobles has officially begun. No one is allowed to make any noise. Anyone who violates this rule will be expelled from the meeting."
"Yes." Everyone replied in unison.
"The first issue is the territorial dispute between Baron White and Baron Steck."
As soon as Viscount Muncas finished speaking, the two middle-aged nobles stood up and walked to both sides of the host table with no unnecessary expressions on their faces.
In a sacred place like Parliament, both parties exercised great restraint.
Verin sat in the front row, watching quietly as Viscount Muncas acted like a judge, handling a dispute between two territories over the ownership of a lake.
In the end, Baron White paid three thousand gold coins to make Baron Sterk give up his ownership of the lake.
With a heavy hammer blow, the first item of the meeting of nobles was completed, and then the second item was started.
Twenty-eight topics took up a whole morning.
After lunch, the afternoon meeting began.
Compared with the morning meeting, the second half of the meeting was a free topic time, that is, all nobles could speak and put forward their valuable opinions for the development of the province.
Of the eight proposals in a row, three were adopted and five were rejected.
Weilin touched his chin, an idea came to his mind, but he didn't know how many people would support him.
"Your Majesty Speaker, I have a proposal." Verin stood up and said to Viscount Moncas.
"Please." Mengkas uttered one word majestically, signaling Verin to start.
"I propose to build a road to connect my territory with the province of Cardero."
When Mengcas heard this topic, he was a little stunned, but he still knocked down the hammer and said to everyone: "Proposal No. 9, now let's make a decision. If you agree, please raise your right hand, if you are opposed, please raise your left hand. If you are neutral, please stay still. "
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, looking at the young nobleman sitting in the first row, and for a moment they didn't know how to choose.
After a few minutes, everyone made their choice. Moncas recorded the votes and immediately began to read out: "Thirty-four votes in favor, sixteen votes against, and thirteen votes remain neutral."
"More than one-half in favor and less than one-third in opposition, Proposal No. 9 is passed."
As the Viscount de Montcas dropped the hammer, his proposal was officially accepted.
Weilin sat down again. With so many people agreeing with his random suggestion, it seemed that his prestige was quite high.
Next, thirteen more proposals were made, four were adopted and nine were rejected.
The next day, the meeting continued, with disputes still being dealt with in the morning and issue resolution in the afternoon.
Five days later, the 18th Nobles' Meeting, which lasted for seven days, officially ended.
At this meeting, Weilin had a total of three proposals, and no surprise, all were passed.
Except that the first proposal is completely an attempt, the other two proposals are related to the interests of all nobles.
For example, the second topic is to establish a public granary to store grain according to each noble family's share to prevent famine and drought and reduce the losses of the nobles.
The third topic is about environmental governance, which requires the noble territories to be kept clean and tidy. On the one hand, it is to prevent the occurrence of diseases, and on the other hand, it is to improve the image of Cardero Province in the outside world.
After seven consecutive days of leaving early and returning late, this damn meeting was finally over.
"Fortunately, it is held once every five years. If it were once a year, who could bear it." Back at his residence, Weilin couldn't help complaining.
After searching around, I couldn't find Kyle or Odor. I didn't know where they had gone these past few days.
After waiting for half an hour and still no one came back, Weilin asked the servants to start serving the food while he had a big meal first.
At this moment, Odor was teaching in a closed training ground in Cardro Province.
What shocked him was that his two students performed well, but the talent of the servant of the lord he was loyal to was so evil that he couldn't understand how this evil genius embarked on his true path.
"Sir Odor, please don't tell my master about my study with you." Kyle ended his training and sincerely begged Odor.
"I see."
He is not a person who likes to explore other people's secrets. Since the other party wants him to keep it secret, he will naturally not refuse.
Afterwards, several people finished teaching and returned to Dongcheng District.
At this moment, Weilin was full of wine and food and returned to his room to rest.
"Lord Kyle, the lord asked me to tell you that we are preparing to leave tomorrow." A follower came to Kyle and reported respectfully.
"Master Odor, is there anything you need to take away? I'll ask them to help you pack it up." Kyle turned to look at Odor and asked him.
"No, there aren't many things, so I don't need you to do it for me."
"kindness."
Seeing this, Kyle waved his hand and asked his subordinates to go down and pack their luggage and prepare to leave tomorrow.
Odor took his two students to his room and asked them to put away their things.
These two little guys were traveling with their teacher these days, and the two little guys bought some toys.
"Sister, do you want me to help you get it?" Theo Kadera put away his two small toys, looked at Isa Kadera next to him, and asked.
