Chapter 457： The Dilemma of the Royal Family

Duke Rupert Walter carefully poked his head out of the window for a look.

"My lord, I went to the front and looked carefully, and there was no one in the alley." The attendant standing outside leaned in front of him and reported in a low voice.

"Okay, let's go this way today."

The wheels of the carriage creaked and turned, and more than a dozen guards with their sword hilts surrounded the city to protect the carriage, each with their faces full of vigilance, as if they were facing an enemy.

However, as soon as he entered the alley, there was a loud shout, "My lord's car is here!"

Rupert Walter, who was sitting inside, thumped in his heart, and secretly cried out: "It's broken!"

He looked out of the window, and a large group of people clattered around. What the hell, where did these people come from? Are they all hidden in the cracks of the ground?

Since the rebellion of Lord Greedy Wolf Giles was "quelled", appeasing the southern nobles who lost their land in the rebellion has become a very headache for the kingdom government.

The so-called suppression of the rebellion was only in exchange for Giles' promise not to leave the Aldo Kingdom, but the land south of the Thorn Fortress was still occupied by this wolf.

In the early days of the rebellion, the main force of the king's army was busy expelling the highland barbarians, recovering the capital that was instigated by the rebels, and preparing for the shortage of food and grass due to the fire, which greatly delayed the time to go south. And Giles was not busy attacking north, but took advantage of this time to concentrate on dealing with those territories in the south that were loyal to the royal family but could not receive timely support. After the royal army slowed down, the land in the south was basically The world is already under Giles' control.

Now reviewing Giles' behavior in the entire rebellion, it seems that his purpose of instigating the rebellion was not to provoke the kingdom's supremacy, but to attract the attention of the royal family by constantly creating chaos, and then eat himself as much as possible Meat that can be eaten.

Those territories newly annexed by Giles were entrusted to his subordinates by him, and the original owners of the territories, as long as they were alive, were expelled to the north by him upholding the "chivalry spirit" without harming their lives.

These landless nobles naturally gathered in Jingyao, the capital of the kingdom, and brought their families with them, making them a big family.

His Majesty the King also had to pay a large sum of money to settle them—this is a must, people have fallen to this point because of their loyalty to the royal family, and the king has to be worthy of this loyalty, if you don’t care about it , Wouldn't it chill the hearts of nobles who are loyal to the royal family all over the world.

However, the money given by the king can only maintain the most basic standard of living of the nobles. It is fine for those small nobles whose families are in decline or whose territory is not much larger than a village, but not for those upper-middle-class nobles.

When these people are in their own territory, there are a large number of servants at their disposal. They can go out and hug each other, and they can spend a whole day hunting in their own forest farm. Every day is either a banquet or a competition. The poor days (in their view) are simply falling from heaven to hell-when they have not lost their wealth, such days are just ordinary for these nobles, but now they have become the paradise in their memory.

Another huge gap lies in the change of status. In their own territory, as lords, they speak the same words, and their orders are better than the king's orders. Now that she is living under Jingyao's shelter, her confidence to speak is three points weaker.

Originally, if the royal army could defeat Giles, then their territory would be regained, and as a loyalist, they could tear a few pieces of meat from the defeated Giles and his vassals as a reward.

But after waiting and waiting, the result is that the royal family seems to have acquiesced in fact to Giles' right to control the southern land.

What about their original territory? Then what about their future life?

Unwillingness and resentment gathered in the hearts of these landless nobles bit by bit.

So they ran around clamoring, mobilizing their connections in the Jingyao aristocratic circle, and strongly demanded to organize an army to crusade against Giles, a traitor, in order to wash away the kingdom's shame and restore their territory in the south.

After being oppressed day by day by the embarrassment of life, the second purpose has gradually become the main purpose in most people's minds.

And their actions also met the demands of the hardliners among the nobles, and with their support, they evolved into a very powerful force, and their actions became more and more bold. Now it has reached the point where they gather every day to petition at the gate of the palace and intercept traffic on the main roads. It's the level of the court minister's carriage.

Duke Rupert Walter, a minister who has served His Majesty the King for nearly 20 years, is now facing the situation of being blocked by such a group of people.

Heavenly Father, in order to avoid this group of people, he has been changing the route to the palace every day.

There was no way to hide now, so Rupert had to tidy up his clothes, get out of the carriage, and gave the follower who had just been exploring the way a hard look.

The guards held shields and tightly protected the surroundings of the palace minister.

There is really no way to make it like this, who made a rotten egg hit the back of the head when a court official was arguing with these people the day before yesterday.

Although the official's rank is not high, who can guarantee that the anger of the landless nobles will not spread to the minister.

What if the rotten eggs were replaced by bricks, or even a dagger?

"My lord! How is the discussion between His Majesty the King and the ministers?"

"Yes, when will the royal family send troops to fight against the rebels?"

"My lord! If you send troops, please take me with you. I want to see my territory regained with my own eyes."

As soon as Rupert stood still, requests for war continued one after another.

He opened his arms and waved, "Everyone! Everyone! War is not a small matter, but a top-level event that concerns the safety and future of the country. Naturally, it cannot be decided in a day or two."

We can neither say that we will start fighting immediately, nor can we say that we will stop fighting. This is really a dilemma.

People were very dissatisfied with his answer.

"It can't be decided in a day or two, but it's been almost a year or two, isn't it decided yet?"

"Yes! If this continues people in our territory will almost forget us lords."

"My lord, we don't want to be parasites in the capital, we want to return to the territory to support ourselves."

The noisy and dissatisfied voices merged into one, which made Rupert very dizzy.

"My lord, we also know that nothing can be decided on the street. This is our collective petition to the king."

An old man tremblingly took out a thick booklet from his arms, and tremblingly handed it to Rupert.

"Please be sure to pass it on to Your Majesty. Alas! How I want to take another look at my hometown before being called by the Lord!"

The old man burst into tears as he spoke, causing the people around him to cry together.

well! How many times has this happened? Rupert felt a little sad at first, but now there is only a coldness in his heart.

The Lord Chancellor bet that Giles' spies were nearby to watch his jokes.