I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 213 Dalier's Heartfelt Words, Frustrated Barbaria
At night, after Dalier returned to the manor, he called all the principals of the Yusupov family and announced his decision, causing an uproar.

An aristocrat who came from Odessa and wanted to bring Moscow fashion back said:

"My lord duke, I object! Over the past few years, we have managed to accumulate so much wealth. Even if you are a duke, even if you are the head of the Yusupov family, you made such a decision without asking us, did you Isn't it too hasty?"

Dalier's expression was indifferent, and his small eyes glanced at other people, but there were not a few people who agreed with this nobleman.

Another older noble also stood up and said:

"Duke, we didn't say anything about your previous two investments in Her Majesty's Queen's Fund, which actually proved you to be right, but this time..."

The elder nobleman paused and said:

"All the nobles know that red bricks cannot be sold. You made this decision, undoubtedly throwing away all the money we have earned over the years, and it lasted for three years."

"If you insist on doing this, I believe that after three years, the Yusupov family will no longer be the current Yusupov family, and our names will no longer be among the top boyar nobles."

"That's right, duke, go to the Minister of General Affairs and take back your opinion. This is not about small money, but about our lifeblood!"

The nobles who used to have a relaxed and calm expression seemed to explode at this moment. They were all shocked by Duke Dalier's decision and seemed to lose their minds, and their eyes were red.

So much money has to be spent on buying red bricks, and they are red bricks all over the country, how can this allow them to live a good life?
Dalier squinted his eyes and waited for the crowd to make a fuss for a while before he said slowly:

"As the head of the Yusupov family, have I ever made a wrong decision since I came into contact with His Majesty?"

"Yes, you think red bricks are not sold, and I also think that red bricks are not sold, but why did the Privy Council set up a department of the Transportation Bureau, and why did you buy red bricks nationwide? Have you ever thought about it?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" a nobleman muttered.

Dalier glanced at him, then snorted coldly:
"Nonsense? I think you are the one who is fooling around!"

"Use your brains, is the Minister of General Affairs Vorontsov a person who can mess around? Even if the Minister of General Affairs is messing around, with the prestige and brains of Deputy Minister of General Affairs Bestutev, why didn't he stop him?"

"More importantly, how much does it cost to buy red bricks on such a large scale, almost all over the country? Let me ask you, how much does it cost?"

A nobleman shouted: "This is undoubtedly an astronomical figure. The Privy Council still wants all the nobles to pay for it."

Dalier said in a deep voice: "Yes, this is indeed an astronomical figure! But the Privy Council asked the nobles to pay?"

"Are you pigs?"

"For such an important decision, how could Vorontsov and Bestutev of the Privy Council not understand the nobles? And it is not mandatory. Haven't they thought about the situation that the nobles are unwilling to pay? Burning bricks everywhere But it's already started!"

The nobles muttered again:

"The nobles don't want to pay, so they should pay from the treasury. Why do you have to pay so much money?"

Daliye really didn't know what to say. No one in the huge Yusupov family thought of anything deeper. Could it be that the Yusupov family will have no successors?
At this moment, Dalier felt the value of the Queen's Fund even more.

Dalier also felt that he couldn't get any more energy, he just said lightly:
"As long as you care about the national treasury, you will know that there is not so much money in the treasury, and it is not enough to pay for a few months. But such a big matter, the country cannot be a joke, so who pays? Who has the money?"

Seeing the leader's disappointed expression and hearing the last two words, some capable nobles were stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and gasp.

"Chief, are you saying that Your Majesty..."

Dalier got up and said:

"When I invest in Daliyah, I never look at other factors, only look at the most important people. Even if I lose this time, as long as this signature is in place, my Yusupov family will survive!"

"I already have a premonition that the country will undergo tremendous changes. At this time, don't you know what to focus on and what is the most important?"

After coming out of the palace, Dalier calmed down, and his entangled mood gradually touched the deepest level. He seemed to see a lot at once, and then he analyzed it with the family members.

But pointing can not be too much.

Before Dalier left, some nobles had already begun to admit their mistakes, feeling agitated and complicated. Could what the leader said be true?

Such a simple thing really has so many ways as the leader speculated?
Before stepping out of the door, Dalier left a last sentence, very emphatic:

"What I said today is that anyone who dares to leak it will not only be expelled from the family, but I will also make him feel great pain!"

The nobles fell silent, some didn't understand, some vaguely understood, some understood but couldn't believe it, the atmosphere was oppressive and weird, as if they felt a harbinger of a storm coming.

After Dalier left, thinking about what he had just analyzed with his clansmen, he felt a little regretful.

What he regretted was not the specific analysis, but what he pointed out to His Majesty just now, what if the people of the clan think that His Majesty is wise and powerful?
This is against His Majesty's will.

Dalier left with a worried mood.

On Rodford Avenue, Barbaria was bored selling bread. Now she not only sells bread, but also works as a part-time servant in that house. Fortunately, the owner of that house did not dislike her.

But what made her feel strange was that after seeing that noble member last time, Barbaria noticed something strange.

Because she discovered that the governess named Angela who taught the senator's daughter had an unusual relationship with the senator.

She met it herself!
She couldn't believe it at the time, the two were sweating, but the hostess also saw it, but she turned a blind eye.

She didn't understand the mentality of the hostess, but if it was her, she must be very angry.

It's not that you can't have a lover, but how can you be at home?
And I was annoyed at that tutor in my heart, she looks good and has a dignified temperament, but I didn't expect to be so shameless.

Then she began to look forward to it too.

Both look forward to and fear.

Fear of something really happening, fear of violating the dogma of Notre Dame.

But to her relief and disappointment, she never saw the MP again for a while.

The governess was a proper governess, teaching the lovely little girl named Katyusha, and getting on well with the mistress.

Anyway, she really can't figure out this kind of relationship.

Gradually, if she couldn't see this congressman, her mind would fade away. Perhaps, there was really no fate.

Moreover, she could not bear the serious consequences of being expelled from the Notre Dame Cathedral once she handed over her body to the congressman, and the related taxes of the family were restored.

(End of this chapter)