When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 946: Mountain Plains and the Alcohol Ban

Compared to the magnificent new town of Holy Union, although the city of High Castle has a long history, it is just so-so in the eyes of Alexei who is used to seeing similar cities.

Narrow alleys, sewage-filled streets, old restaurants, and snarling housewives.

On the contrary, the cuisine of High Castle City gave Alexei and even Teomir many surprises.

The general manager of the Grace Market invited an authentic French chef from somewhere and ate a lot of novel ingredients from Black Snake Bay.

This chef even developed three new sauces based on flan sauce.

Brown sauce made from beef stock and black pepper, white sauce made from milk and butter, and red sauce made from Black Snake Bay purple egg juice.

The three sauces are layered together, some taste weird, while others taste surprisingly good.

There were more than three kinds of sauces, especially the pork cooked in sugar sauce, which was crystal clear and Alexei's mouth was full of oil.

Gloev had seen a lot of things in the world and almost swallowed his finger into his stomach.

Even Taiomier, who had a bad impression of the Holy League, toasted to Godan because he had tasted "hometown food".

If Alexi hadn't urged them to leave, both of them would have wanted to eat for three more days.

With his luggage and the customs clearance certificate reissued by the High Castle Order, Alexei was finally able to set off again.

This time, he will take a boat to Rapid City, then to Fort Jeanne d'Arc, and finally arrive at the Holy See before the quadrennial central meeting of the order.

Standing at the dock outside the city, Godin personally saw them off.

Alexei was even a little reluctant: "Mr. Godan, I have bought an apartment in the Holy Court in advance. This is the address. Welcome to come to the Holy Court next time..."

"Remove the Alcohol Prohibition Order!"

"This is the bill that Cardinal Chilvis proposed to monopolize alcohol!"

"If you agree, please cast your precious vote for Councillor Merne in October!"

"The Alcohol Abstinence Order is the conspiracy of Chilvis, the abbot of the Holy Scythe Monastery!"

Hearing this strange cry, Alexei, who had just studied the "Alcohol Prohibition" with Godin last night, suddenly raised his head.

On the vegetable market street next to the pier, among a group of barbers, vegetable farmers, newspaper boys and housewives shopping, there was a young man waving leaflets.

He was wearing a linen shirt and a leather vest, and was still shouting to the people around him: "Please vote for Mr. Mo Ne, he is the one that everyone wants!"

This is not how monks dress.

Daring to attack a cardinal like this on the street, that's similar, right?
Alexei quickly grabbed Godan's arm. Godan's heart skipped a beat when his arm was grabbed. What could this gentleman want?

"Look over there, Mr. Gaudin."

Looking at Godan, who was looking at the crowd with a puzzled look on his face, Alexei quickly reminded him: "The old soldier is between the barbershop and the old soldier is grilling."

"Oh, I saw it, what's wrong?"

Theomir, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but say, "Aren't you going to report him? He's defaming the cardinal of your Holy League in public on the street!"

"Isn't this canvassing for votes? Why should I report him?"

"Ballot? Oh! People's representatives!" Alexei slapped his forehead.

This is the Holy League’s unique system of electing the Advisory Council.

Representatives of public opinion are elected from the public to serve as advisors to the Holy League administration.

However, the power of the Senate is not as simple as that of an advisor. What impressed Alexei the most was the power of public representatives to impeach officials of the Holy League.

Especially the secret power of impeachment.

Representatives of the people can submit materials to the Purification Court and request a secret investigation into a local official of the Holy Alliance.

This is also why many representatives of public opinion will call themselves "Eyes of the Holy Sun" in front of the public.

"But slandering the cardinal in public is a bit too much, isn't it? Don't we need to take care of it?"

"I can't intervene. If I intervene, it will violate the order's principle of neutrality." Godan's mouth curved, "But my not interfering does not mean that others will not intervene. Look, it's happening right away."

Alexey turned his head and saw three men in fuller's coats walking towards the man aggressively.

"How dare you slander Mr. Chilvius publicly?" The leading fuller pointed at the young man's nose and cursed.

The young man put the flyer on a wooden cabinet at the side: "I was polite enough not to call out the old drunkard who drank fake wine!" "Wine is originally a thing that fascinates the mind. The "Alcohol Prohibition Act" should not be abolished. I think it should be replaced by the "Prohibition Act"!"

"Bullshit, you're just afraid that you won't be able to buy food at a low price from the Enqing Market!"

"Your Majesty is still too merciful. You should kill all of you remnants of the nobility!"

"Who are you calling the remnant of the nobility? Who are you calling the remnant of the nobility!"

The two quarreled more and more fiercely, their voices became louder and louder, and they even started pushing and pulling each other.

A tongue-tied cleaner was unable to get a word in, so he looked left and right, then stepped forward and kicked over the wooden cabinet that the young man was using to collect donations.

Clink, clang, clang, sparse copper and silver coins rolled all over the ground.

"Son of the devil!" the young man was furious and punched the fuller in the eye, knocking him to the ground.

"Okay, now it's time to call the night watchman." Gordon snapped his fingers.

The young man who was following him quickly slipped through the crowd and came running with three night watchmen wearing helmets.

"Beep, beep, beep--" the copper whistle blew, and the slime hard rubber stick smashed down, and several troublemakers immediately fell to the ground with bruised faces and noses.

Looking at the few people who were still cursing at each other after being pinned down, Alexei began to understand a little.

"Mountain faction and plain faction?"

"Yes."

"I thought that after the third constitutional amendment in 1450, the mountain faction and the nobles of the Thousand Valley disappeared together."

"The nobility may disappear, but it is unlikely to disappear." Godin is not as cynical as the young people, but rather calm.

In the current Senate, under the surrender led by a certain grand duke, the open nobles have been completely expelled from the center of power.

At the same time, as Carrie expected, after the obvious target of "aristocrats" was eliminated, the "Thousand Valley Nobles" did die.

All their feudal privileges were abolished, and their estates were "repurchased" by the Holy Union with bonds, leaving only a small amount of movable property and assets.

However, the "aristocratic power" itself did not die, it was reborn on the corpse of the old aristocracy.

After the most extreme and conservative aristocratic groups were purged, moderate aristocrats came online.

They no longer use the highly derogatory term "aristocrats" of the past, and often call themselves gentry and patrons.

They were even quicker to convert to the Cause than ordinary peasants, to take an active part in public affairs, and to try to enter religious orders.

He was more pious than many of the monks who joined later, and always referred to him as the Holy Grandson.

Many former members of the Plains faction also joined them.

As for the reason, it’s actually simple.

They really didn't have a horse before, so of course they had to pull the noble off the horse.

Now that they own a horse, they naturally want to ride on its back. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of owning the horse?
"It's okay for them to be nobles before, this is the compensation given to them by the Holy Alliance. Do common people also want to participate in politics?" Theomier couldn't understand. What's the difference between this and an ant wanting to be the leader of an elephant?

"The Holy Union is a country founded by the common people." Standing far away, Godan did not make any corrections, but just spoke lightly.

Taiomier thought he was open enough, but the Holy Alliance was still too open: "Your Majesty the Holy Grandson, will you allow ignorant farmers to participate in the governance of the country?"

“First, in the Holy Union, there are only believers, and there is no distinction between high and low occupations, so they are not farmers.

Secondly, voters need to be listed in the household register, be over 16 years old, have three years of tax payment records, and pass a literacy test, so they are not ignorant.

Finally, the Holy League is a country of believers. The new constitution of 1450 stipulates that the Holy League was established by the law of believers and the will of the Holy Father. Believers naturally have the power to participate in politics, so it is not allowed. "

"Isn't this like taking off your pants to fart?" Taiomier shook his head with a constipated look on his face. "The power is still in the hands of the Holy Sun. What's the use of the Council of State agreeing or not?"

"That's a big difference..."

Godan and Teomir were still exchanging veiled verbal attacks, but Alexei was staring at the quarreling people in a daze.

The water vapor blew on his face, wet and itchy, but he seemed not to feel it.

The farmer of the beef burger, does he know his last name?

(End of this chapter)