Chapter 134 How Can You Ask Me to Calm Down?

The inheritance law of the nobility is complicated and difficult for non-professionals to understand.

In short, the former emperor was just missing, not dead, and Sif could not inherit the royal territory. Her private territory only had two earldoms, Tyrone and Munster.

These two earldoms were not large, and there were only a few subordinate baronies.

When Roland proposed to give her some fiefdoms as rewards, she hesitated.

"Roland, those places are for you."

Sif was not reluctant to give up her title and territory, she just didn't want to give her hometown to others.

Looking at her reluctant expression, Roland understood instantly.

Sif had feelings for her private territory and was unwilling to give it to outsiders.

Looking at her tangled look as if she was about to agree with pain, Roland's mind flashed with inspiration.

"There is a way, we can report the list of meritorious people to the parliament for approval."

"You too?" Sif's eyes were a little more expectant.

"Yes, together."

The fire of expectation in Sif's eyes burned for a moment and then extinguished.

"You have made outstanding contributions, and the title of earl is far from enough. Now there are non-royal dukes, and it is not against the rules to confer you the title of duke, but I am worried that the parliament will not agree."

Sif sighed softly and said faintly: "You said that there must be enough bargaining chips for the exchange of interests. We don't have the bargaining chips to convince the parliament to agree now, especially with your name."

"Sorry, I'm not saying that your contributions are not enough, but they are prejudiced against you."

Roland almost couldn't help laughing.

Just tell them that I am a pretty boy in their eyes.

He lowered his voice and teased softly: "Who said it will be passed? What we want is for them to reject it."

He leaned close to Sif's ear and told her the reward plan.

First, it was rumored that a group of outstanding officials would be selected to be conferred together with Roland.

In the eyes of these officials, it was Her Majesty the Queen who brought them together to ask for a title for Roland.

Of course they were happy.

Then the list of rewards was reported to the parliament openly, and part of the territory of the three overseas provinces was used for the title.

Even if the parliament had a one percent chance of passing the resolution, they would not hesitate to oppose it when they saw Roland's name.

The list of rewards was submitted, raising the expectations of the officials of the three provinces.

The parliament's rejection was like a bucket of cold water poured on their heads, extinguishing the flames of their desire for progress.

Who can bear this gap?

At that time, who would not follow the empress back to the imperial capital to fight against the traitors?

Sif was stunned and it took her a long time to recover.

She did not continue to ask what would happen if the parliament passed the resolution.

Of course, it would be better if it could pass.

The outstanding officials of the three provinces were awarded titles, and they would naturally fight to defend their direct lords.

If the empress fell, they would also be unlucky, so the empress must not fall.

The plan was very good, but Sif was a little disappointed.

"The territories in my homeland have basically been sealed. I really don't want to give my hometown to others, but I can't bear to give up the territories and can't impress these officials."

Fishing still needs bait, not to mention the power of the entire empire.

Just as she was struggling fiercely in her heart, Roland helped her solve her troubles.

"Let me tell you the story of the Earl of Glamorgan"

It's nothing to temporarily seal off the vassal. As an emperor, there are plenty of reasons to change the fiefdom for the vassal.

If the other party is sensible and considers the overall situation, he can jump from a baron to a viscount or even an earl.

If he is not sensible, he is an unfaithful person, and it is normal to be sanctioned.

After listening to Roland's story, Sif's eyes widened and she was shocked.

She never thought that the law could be played like this.

But this operation is in line with the law.

There is no need for Roland to popularize it, the legal knowledge taught by Teacher Walder has already covered it.

Sif was a little confused. Why didn't anyone do this before?

"Of course there are, and this behavior will be processed artistically, packaged to be less bloody and direct."

Sif suddenly realized, she smiled and nodded, but still a little disappointed, "This method is indeed good, but there is some suspicion of exploiting legal loopholes, like using the law as a tool."

"Law is a tool, should it be above the emperor?"

Roland snorted lightly, and said with some disdain: "This is the empire, and the law is the royal law. If the law cannot protect our interests, it is an evil law."

"What's more, this is not exploiting legal loopholes, this is using legal weapons to defend legitimate power."

Looking at Roland's righteous look, Sif was thoughtful, her eyes shining, as if opening the door to a new world.

Looking at her thinking seriously, Roland smiled with satisfaction.

I'm not afraid of students with poor foundations, I'm afraid that students are unwilling to learn.

Sif is a very good listener and learner.

It takes some time from spreading the rumor to officially conferring the title, but the rumor from the Governor's Mansion has made officials in the three provinces restless.

Some people said that His Majesty was going to confer a baron, some said that His Majesty was going to confer two viscounts, and some even had the guts to speculate whether it was possible to confer an earl.

As for the location of the title, some people speculated that it was the Tyrone region of the mainland, while others said that it was the Queen's hometown and would not be given to anyone casually, so it must be in the three overseas provinces.

After hearing the news, Athos, a senior Hansa official, asked Roland about it in a roundabout way while reporting to him. Roland neither admitted nor denied it, but just raised his mouth slightly.

Athos, who had been in the officialdom for many years, instantly understood the meaning behind Roland's smile.

Roland was not unaware, but it was hard to say.

Soon, new rumors became popular in the officialdom of the three overseas provinces.

The reason why Her Majesty the Queen gave rewards was not all because of how well everyone did, but because she wanted to find a future for Roland.

She wanted to give her lovers a wealth of wealth.

Simply put, Roland ate meat with big mouthfuls, and the officials of the three provinces followed him to drink soup.

This news made the officials very excited.

What's wrong with drinking soup? Are officials from other places qualified to drink it? Those who don't want to drink it can go away.

Lord Roland has made great contributions and is extremely loyal. He is also a confidant of the Queen. What's wrong with being awarded the title of Earl or even Duke?

In the eyes of these officials, Roland's image instantly changed from a pretty boy to a lucky star.

As the name Roland surfaced, overseas officials firmly believed that the Queen was serious this time.

The Queen was beautiful and wise, but she was a young girl after all. She was naturally going to reward Roland, the little lucky star, for being happy.

In order to make others shut up, she also had to do things cleanly and beautifully, leaving no room for gossip.

Then find some merits for the overseas officials and reward them collectively.

The three overseas provinces have made achievements, and it is reasonable for Roland, as the governor, to receive the highest reward.

This logic is perfect, and with the officials at all levels making up stories and exaggerating, the rumors became more and more outrageous, and in the end everyone even believed that the queen wanted Roland to become a prince.

In just three days, the various rumors about the prospective prince Roland have become the biggest topic of conversation in the official circles of the three overseas provinces.

A few mature and prudent officials worriedly warned their colleagues to stay calm, but it was useless.

Calm down?

That was the temptation of being granted a title, how could they stay calm!

The steady and calm voices were soon drowned out by the frenzy.