Chapter 414: repeated questioning

Chapter 414 Repeated questioning

The marshal who sat at the top gave a wry smile, how could he not see that this incident has aroused public anger, and the people present are clearly not cooperating.

If the military cannot give a satisfactory answer today, the Galactic Empire may fall apart in an instant.

"Master Marshal."

In the end, Xia Zeming couldn't bear to see the old marshal embarrassed, so he spoke up.

"This incident is clearly a conspiracy, a conspiracy aimed specifically at nobles." Xia Zeming said bluntly: "I have always warned everyone that we are soldiers first, and nobles second. Nobility is just a title, but this incident is clearly a one-off. Malicious splitting behavior. Two-thirds of the empire's interstellar territory is in the hands of the nobles. If it can't be handled properly, I'm afraid the Marshal will not be able to calm everyone down."

"The 372 lives will certainly make our hearts hurt, but the malice behind it is even more chilling."

"Master Marshal, please tell us who gave the order to close the prisoner suppression ring? Was it you, Marshal? Or the Prime Minister? Or His Majesty the Emperor?" Someone no longer wanted to listen to those excuses, and simply tore off the last layer of fig leaf down.

"The Marshal used the Bauhinia Hall today, which means that everyone present represents the interests of the nobles. Then I really want to ask, who will bear the responsibility when our interests are offended?"

"Please don't use those ridiculous excuses to whitewash the peace."

"The Senate has lost its deterrent power against the royal family."

"The conflict between the nobles and the royal family is already an open secret. Beginning with Foreign Secretary Murphy, the relationship has become tense to the point of breaking out."

"No, what I want to say is that some people have already done it, and we are still in a passive state."

“We must act.”

"How long has it been since you saw His Majesty? As a monarch who is in charge of the imperial power, he is not receiving his subjects anymore. This is a problem in itself."

"Did Joseph V want to engage in mystery? Ridiculous!"

"Master Marshal, please forgive me for offending you, but I really want to say that you and the cabinet prime minister have really failed in the past ten years as the ministers of civil and military affairs who hold the highest authority in the Galactic Empire. Internally, it is your inaction, Connivance has brought the politics of the Empire to the brink."

"Civil strife is already foreseeable, I think, I should not sit here and waste time, nor should I continue to stay in the capital star."

"Want to go back to the fief? I'm afraid we won't be able to go back to the fief."

Starting from the left hand side of the Marshal, one after another stood up to speak and ask questions. They were either sharp, angry, or ruthless. But their speeches were very concise, without redundant arguments, and they were not like the gang of cabinet ministers arguing with each other.

and the military have different meeting styles.

This is the exclusive style of the ancient nobles. They are sharp, bold in their words, more calm in the face of danger, and calmer in the face of imperial power.

As someone on the left of Fuxing said, many of them can no longer return to the back cover.

Everyone knows in their hearts that since Joseph V has already started, there will be no follow-up actions.

Presumably the capital galaxy has been blocked by the space fleet.

The old marshal was speechless after being questioned repeatedly, and the adjutant beside him couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to get angry, but he stopped him.

"The matter is not as complicated or serious as everyone thinks." The old marshal stood up with a calm and calm expression, "There is no cosmic fleet blocking the capital galaxy. The commanders of the eighth and ninth cosmic fleets are here. They are here, who can successfully block the capital galaxy?"

Everyone looked at Fu Xing and Joshua.

This is true, the existence of the two major space fleets can break through any blockade, and everyone's expressions are slightly relieved.

But Fuxing frowned, looking at the old marshal inquiringly.

(end of this chapter)