When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 581 Constitutional Convention (Part )
With the arrival of the last batch of representatives, the entire Feiliu Castle became lively.

A large number of nobles and landlords who came because of panic gathered in Feiliu Castle, as well as local merchants from other places, local citizens from other places, rich farmers who had just finished sowing, and laborers who came to watch the fun.

During this period, the Salvation Army first printed and posted a large number of leaflets and notices promoting the ideas of the Holy Word, and then the knights of North Mound County also printed a large number of Juano notices.

The monks of the Congregation of the Holy Fathers even took to the streets and preached directly to passers-by.

Not to be outdone, the priests and monks under Meliati also publicize Meliati's policies on the streets.

Coachmen and boat owners spread the complicated and confusing news along the waterways.

Although the church was driven out and replaced by one or two new lords, it didn't make much difference to the nobles.

They just need a lord above them. It doesn't matter what his surname or name is, as long as he can protect their interests.

However, the news that Meliati and Horn both wanted to reduce the power of the nobles was difficult for many young knights and nobles in the countryside to accept.

They either rushed to Feiliu Castle to try to stop this behavior, or secretly transferred their property and prepared to flee the Thousand River Valley.

They used almost every possible means to bribe the Savior Army and the North Mound Knights, and even bought off the representatives of the people.

But what they have in common is that they do not dare to use force to confront these two.

From April 4th to May 29rd, Meliati continuously met with noble lords, guild leaders, and wealthy businessmen from all over the country, and even accepted some of them to participate in the constitutional convention.

There was also a constant flow of people in front of Horn's residence, but apart from some monks and nuns, most of them were odd-job laborers and refugees from the Holy Sun Righteous Army.

Compared with the power of the Grand Duchess who controlled abundant resources, although Horn had absolute power in Langsander County and defeated Prince Kongdai, he was unable to gain an advantage in the Thousand River Valley as a whole.

If Melia had not proposed this option, those noble lords and wealthy businessmen would have had no choice but to come to Horn with a pinched nose.

Under the inertia of history, Meliati's identity has a natural ability to unite and fight - the blood of the three kings and a knight by birth.

But if it weren't for Meliati, Horn's rebel army would have been wiped out by Prince Condai's nine imperial edicts long ago.

Both sides dislike each other, but do not have the strength to turn against each other.

With the Kingdom of Leia as their formidable enemy, they have no other options but to unite and compromise.

Amidst the noise and chaos, Feiliu Castle finally welcomed the moment of convening the Constitutional Convention.

Early in the morning of May 5, Jeanbon, wearing a rented dress, mingled with a group of artisan citizens from Liporolle and slowly walked into the venue under the guidance of the gendarmes.

The venue for the Constitutional Convention was actually the Pope's palace in Feiliu Castle.

Of course, ever since Johnny VIII came to power and toured the Thousand Valleys Diocese as per custom, this has always been the palace of the Archbishops of Feiliu Castle.

The main venue for this meeting was the bishops’ preaching hall.

However, compared with the cleanliness of the chapel and the communion hall, the pulpit was covered with dust and it was obvious that it had not been used for a long time.

By the time Rangbang and others walked in, the venue had already been cleaned.

There are floor-standing flags hanging on the walls on both sides. The flag on the left has a black background with red borders and a red cross embroidered in the middle. The flag on the right has a blue background with white irises and obsidian embroidered on it.

The early morning sun streamed in through the tall but narrow colorful mosaic glass windows on both sides, illuminating the flying dust in the air.

Jeanbon hid behind Liporolle and looked at the meeting place in front of him carefully.

The oval-shaped conference hall in front of us can seat about two to three hundred people. The north-south side is the podium or the judges' seat.

Saint Sun Horn and Duke Meliati sat on the council seat, one on each side. Today, they both wore red and white togas of the Guel style, with green olive branch crowns pinned behind their ears.

Shengsun smiled as usual and extended his hand to greet the representatives who walked in.

Meliati wore a gilded iron mask that only covered half of her face, which was unusual for her. She placed her left black iron fist on the table.

That iron fist was made of real iron. After her left hand was chopped off by Prince Condai, she specially made an iron fist and put it on her original wrist.

These two men were clearly dressed as Guelph tribunes, and even their number was in line with the institutional tradition of the Guelph tribunes.

Under the black and red flag on the left are Salvation Army officers wearing black woolen jackets and blazers and Holy Father monks wearing linen robes.

Sitting in the first row closest to the referee's seat was Jeanne, followed by Jeska, Grampven, Bussack, Grandmother Vivian, Pasrick, and a group of legion commanders.

On the right, under the blue and white flag, there are nobles wearing woolen tights and silk robes with ripped puff sleeves, or knights wearing slim-fitting, narrow-sleeved knight costumes, and of course a group of priests who have returned to secular life.

Sitting in the first row on the right, closest to the referee's seat, were the Knight of White Horse, Spitrochu, the Knight of Red Horse, Morrow, Earl of Northhandale, Sechinger, Earl of Stonewall Town, Sampoli, Earl of Threshington, Nathaniel, and so on.

Under the guidance of the gendarmes, the seats facing the referee's seat are the seats of the people's representatives.

The first row was already occupied, including Rapid City's ruling Catherine, the new abbot of Blago Monastery Martin, Valen Taylor, Andre, and a group of Rapid City's bankers and wealthy businessmen.

Later representatives automatically divided themselves into three levels, with monks and minor nobles sitting in the front, citizens and merchants in the middle, and craftsmen and farmers at the end.

Seeing the representatives sitting in a messy manner, stinking of sweat and pushing each other, the people on the right could not help but roll their eyes.

"Before we begin, I have a small question." Klowin, the representative of the Knights of Longfort, suddenly stood up and pointed at the representatives who were taking their seats. "The Constitutional Convention is a meeting to determine the Thousand Valley Nation. Why should we let these lowly people defile our sacred temple?" "What do you mean?" Horn turned his head to look at the knight with a thick mustache.

Clowen made a chest-touching gesture and said, "Let them go out. When you need them to make their case, call them in again."

The representatives on the right, representing the aristocratic forces, whistled or applauded to cheer for Clowen.

The powerless representatives who had just sat down in the middle seats and had not had time to speak all lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"If all the lowly people have to leave, then I'll leave too." Horn leaned back in his chair. "I'm originally a coarse cloth farmer from the south of Honey River. Does Qianhe Valley have any title for me?"

"If His Majesty leaves, then we will leave too."

"Yes, I am a refugee and a low-class person. We are leaving too."

The Salvation Army and Holy Father monks on the left began to make a commotion.

Seeing that the Salvation Army on the left seat was backing them, the representatives in the middle seat plucked up the courage to applaud and boo.

Amid the boos, the seated nobles occasionally argued with each other, but Klown stood there stiffly, his face turning pale and blue.

This was obviously something Clowen had not expected. One has to know that Horn's position is an honor at the level of Grand Duke or even King, yet he still considers himself a "lower person".

Even if a peasant or bandit was knighted, he would still have to claim a noble ancestor for himself.

Everyone is wearing clothes, why are you still running naked?
And he wasn't the only one. Those legion commanders were actually running naked, which made Klowen embarrassed.

Amid the boos and snickers of those around him, Klowin couldn't stand or sit, as if there were ants crawling behind him.

Fortunately, Meliati, who was sitting on the referee's seat, came to his rescue: "We are all from the Thousand River Valley. There is no such thing as low or high. Klovin, please take a seat."

Klown then sat down with a sense of relief, and glanced at Horn who was smiling with hatred.

Meliati turned around and said, "Mr. Horn, since everyone is here, you will announce the start of the meeting."

Horn stood up without hesitation, put his hands together, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then said: "Your Excellency Grand Duke Hemashi, respected nobles and monks, and all friends attending this historic meeting.

Today, we gather here with awe and responsibility to lay the foundation of a new nation.

This is not just an ordinary meeting, but a great mission, because what we are shouldering is to lay the eternal cornerstone of order and justice for future generations in the Thousand Valleys - the Constitution.

The Constitution is not only a compilation of laws, but also a guide for all laws and a sacred contract.

Its meaning goes beyond words. It carries faith and hope and connects the will of heaven with the order of the world. In this strife-torn land, the Constitution is our common language.

It is the code that guides the actions of the state and the castle that protects all the people of the Thousand Valley from tyranny.

Past struggles have taught us that force and passion alone cannot maintain long-term peace in the country. The Constitution will be our peace agreement, teaching us how to find consensus in differences and seek reconciliation in conflicts.

Dear delegates, I am not speaking here as a person with power, but as a humble servant, serving the will of the Holy Father and the faithful.

I believe that each of you has the same sense of responsibility, because the decisions we make not only affect ourselves, but also the present and future of Thousand Valleys.

For this reason, we must ask ourselves at every stage of the constitution-making process: Is this in line with the will of the Holy Father? Is this beneficial to the stability and development of the country? Can this protect the dignity and freedom of believers?
History will remember this day. Let us begin this great cause with awe. May the glory of the Holy Father always shine on this land, and may His wisdom guide us to make the right choice. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience burst into cheers and applause, even the people on the right started to applaud.

The applause lasted for a full minute before it stopped. Meliati walked to the front of the stage at the right time and said, "Under your chairs, there is a draft of the Sacred Charter of the Thousand Valleys. After you read it, we can move on to the first discussion session."

There was an immediate rustling sound in the meeting hall.

Horn also sat down and picked up the draft charter he had drafted.

In fact, the essence of this constitution is to have all classes in Qianhe Valley discuss together what kind of temporary country to establish.

Yes, a temporary state.

Horn actually knew in his heart that the country of Qianhe Valley was still just a glue between various forces, a makeshift team and an empty shell.

If there were no powerful external enemy, the Kingdom of Leia, she would probably be divided internally.

But it is precisely because of the powerful external enemy, the Kingdom of Leia, that the division within the Thousand River Valley has the possibility of being reconciled.

Even though this is a temporary country, the constitution this time can greatly affect the real constitution in the future, so Horn has to be cautious.

Friends who often establish countries know that the first step in determining a country is not the name of the country or its territory, but always determining the source and legitimacy of sovereignty.

Taking a deep breath, Horn turned to the first page of the charter, which clearly read:

"The sovereignty of the Thousand River Valley originates from the absolute authority of the Holy Father and is manifested through the faith and will of the believers. The Holy Father grants all believers the right to participate in state affairs, but the believers cede this right through a contract with the supreme ruler in exchange for protection and order."

The first paragraph of the first page alone immediately caused an uproar in the Constitutional Convention.

(End of this chapter)