Chapter 424 Resignation

After the renewal ceremony of the alliance between Baia and the Sa Loren Empire is confirmed,

All the people cheered.

A week later, another major event in the political arena made this joy faded and forgotten, and the whole country fell into a strange silence from top to bottom.

"Prime Minister Sorens is about to step down."

At first, it was just the news from the tabloids on the street, and few people believed it. The status of that person in Baia was as high as that of a god, and he could not be easily shaken.

As time goes by, there are more and more news about this matter.

So much so that when all the official and unofficial newspapers published the story at the same time a week later, a shock like waves hitting the shore exploded in the bottomless lake of Göttinghagen.

The royal capital, the Capitol.

Among the many luxury steam cars with extravagant workmanship, a five-horse carriage inlaid with gold and silver stops here.

The kingdom's emblem is printed on both sides of the carriage, and some guards are waiting around the carriage.

It can be seen that the identity of the owner is not low.

In this era when the two industrial revolutions intertwined, the steam car has become one of the must-haves for the middle class and above, and its popularity is no less than that of owning a house locally.

But a carriage with five horses is at least the configuration of the cabinet prime minister, prince and duke level.

On such an important day, all the houses of the two houses were actively present and participated in this big event that could change history.

Elect a new Prime Minister.

This is the rule of the kingdom. If the original prime minister wants to apply for resignation from his current position, he first needs to submit a statement of resignation to the king, and then wait until the parliament elects the next successor, so as to ensure that at least one prime minister is in office at any time before he can officially Say goodbye to this position.

And now the House of Representatives has begun to vote for the next successor.

"425 votes, congratulations Mr. Arthur Stella, you are the highest number of votes among many candidates, according to the election regulations, you are now Baia's new prime minister."

The person in charge will announce the number of votes with a smile and make the final results public.

"It's a great honor."

The man who won the position is a man in a black suit with a slightly sparse crown, and he looks particularly lean.

The new prime minister is an active and very popular leader of the Labor Party in recent years. His party's normal theory is to implement moderate reform policies and establish a welfare state.

Mainly committed to public housing, employee benefits, unemployment relief, civic education, etc., that is, on the basis of the reforms of the former prime minister, continue to enhance the intensity of welfare reforms. Naturally, these actions are easily appreciated by the people.

After Arthur Stella told the crowd about his ruling philosophy, he deservedly received numerous applause.

Not long after the general election ended, surrounded by the crowd, the new Prime Minister Stella swaggered through the city in a five-horse carriage that had been prepared, escorted by many steam vehicles.

Impressive direct access to St. Luke Street, 48 Rue Provence.

That building is also known as the Prime Minister's Residence.

"Sir, we are here. This will be the residence where you will work in the future."

Mason, the steward driving the carriage, reported gently to Stella. The latter slowly opened the curtains and looked at the high walls and buildings surrounded by iron bars in front of him. Many bricks were damaged and the paint peeled off, leaving only bare color.

There are only a few ordinary vegetation planted in the mansion, looking sluggish.

As soon as I rode in the carriage, I felt a dilapidated and rancid atmosphere rushing towards my face.

It's hard to imagine that during the years of continuous renovation and expansion of the Hill Palace, another building that symbolizes the pinnacle of power is so old, and it seems that it has never been repaired.

However, there is also an indescribable majesty.

"It's really an old-fashioned place, lifeless, just like the owner here."

Arthur Stella shook his head in dissatisfaction, and told the housekeeper: "Mason, after I move in, the mansion will be redecorated, and all these old things in the mansion will be pulled out.

In the name of repairing important public buildings, funds are allocated directly from the state treasury. "

"Of course, sir, it is your right."

The prime minister's residence naturally belongs to the kingdom, because it is divided into two land boundaries, the official residence and the private residence.

During the prime minister's tenure, he not only works here, but also can stay with his family.

It is hard to imagine that the old prime minister who spread Baiawei's name all over the world in the past 20 years worked in such an environment.

According to the rules of the kingdom, the old and new prime ministers should complete the handover here and tell each other something.

It also established prestige in front of many officials.

Just like the newly promoted wolf king among wolves, if he defeats the old wolf king, he must be driven out of the territory.

It's cruel, but it's a rule passed down from generation to generation.

The Sorens family had already prepared to leave. The carriage to pick them up had already been prepared in the front yard, and was led by Clan Sorens himself. When he saw the visitor, his expression flashed a bit, and he suppressed his unhappiness.

Then, Kelan respectfully yelled into the main building: "Father, they're here."

"Cough...cough cough..."

There was a slight coughing sound from the back room, half of his hair was gray, and his back was a little bent. The rather old-looking Thilo Thorens walked slowly from there.

Step by step, go very slowly.

From a distance, I saw the proud new Prime Minister, and greeted the acquaintances:

"Congratulations, Arthur Stella, on becoming the new Prime Minister of this country.

But as a former prime minister, I have to remind you that the idea of ​​the Labor Party is very correct, but it is far from the time to establish a welfare state. Please wait a little longer. "

"Sorens, I don't think you should give me orders in the tone of a prime minister. It's like His Majesty never wants anyone to override him to make any decisions.

Where a person should know what to say, it seems that you still can't learn. "

Arthur Stella's tone was tougher, he raised his head and looked at the old guy in front of him, "Also, you should call me Mr. Stella now."

"you……"

Mr. Kelan, who had signed the carriage, felt unhappy. When did he suffer such grievances, and when did he see his father, who had always held his head against the sky, suffer such misunderstanding.

Just when he was about to say a few words for his father, he saw his old man waving to him.

Say nothing and do nothing.

"Speaking of which, Your Majesty has treated you very well. Even though you have been so sorry to His Majesty, you have been given the title of Duke, and after you retire, you will also hold a large piece of land and manor. This is also a kind of respect for your treatment of this country in the past twenty years. Affirmation of merit."

Stella said it aloud, as if for everyone to hear.

Then, with a smile, he handed over a very thick letter of resignation to the housekeeper Mason.

"By the way, Your Majesty asked me to return this resignation to you. You are always like this, treating Your Majesty as an ignorant child, teaching everything and taking care of everything.

It's really unlikable. "

The resignation letter he handed over was unusually heavy, because it contained six pages.

This is the letter of resignation that Thilo spent several days completing.

In addition to expressing his surprise, it also explained the future direction of the kingdom, alliances in international politics, economic adjustment trends, legal considerations, the focus of the arms race, and even the kingdom's most critical issue of food imports.

A large amount of space was spent analyzing each major political event one by one, combining with past experience, to give the most suitable future direction that Solons thinks.

In his spare time, Thilo Sollens devoted all his heart and soul to this. This letter of resignation embodies the wisdom of his life, and he only hopes that William II will take a serious look at it.

But the reply letter of this resignation letter contained only a few cold letters.

"approve."

Looking at the indifferent eyes of the officials outside the mansion, no one was willing to stand up and say a fair word for him.

Silently and silently, Thilo Thorens slowly boarded the carriage.

This is the reward of countless days and nights of his hard work in this country for twenty years.

He won almost all the countries around Baia, won the road of reform, rebuilt the kingdom's justice and order, and confronted Lantis, who has the world's strongest army, to this day.

Established the strongest kingdom ever in this land.

But without realizing it, in everyone's eyes, he has become the biggest danger.

Sad and ridiculous.

Seeing Sorens leaving in the old carriage like a stray dog, Prime Minister Arthur Stella sat in the carriage and said in a flat tone:

"Solons, are you leaving?"

"What else... sir."

Thilo Sollens instinctively expected something, and added "Sir" belatedly.

"Your Excellency applied to His Majesty for resignation on June 30th. As far as I know, His Majesty approved your resignation on the same day, but the last salary you received was on the first Sunday in July."

Prime Minister Stella's tone was leisurely: "You took too much, please return it. Thank you."

"Son of a bitch."

Kelan, who had been patient for a long time, jumped up like a violent beast when he heard this.

His face turned red in an instant, and he wished he could go over and tear up that heartless bastard right now.

However, he was held down by the housekeeper of the Saurons family to prevent him from acting impulsively.

"Klan..."

The aged voice seemed powerless, and his father said again with the words he had warned countless times:

"Remember how I taught you, think twice before doing things, why you can't always remember."

"Father!"

Crane was pinned on the carriage by the butler and could do nothing but let big tears fall.

He couldn't understand his father very well. If he was young, his violent temper would definitely take a long sword to a duel with that bastard.

But now, Thilo Thorens just smiled relievedly, and asked the housekeeper:

"Return my extra salary."

The back of the lonely carriage went down with the setting sun, and the one who was even more lonely was the old Prime Minister Sorens.

At this moment, he deeply felt the feeling of being overwhelmed by the cold.

When the carriage left slowly on St. Luke's Avenue, countless citizens watched indifferently the old prime minister who had held the country's important position for twenty years.

People don't thank Thilo Sollens.