"Breaking trade tariffs will allow more and faster goods to circulate between countries. I think you should understand that when goods circulate, money will be generated and more labor will be used!"
Downton glanced around and found that more and more people were gathering. Some people even showed thoughtful expressions because of his words.
"Trade barriers are obstacles to economic development. You can't just look at how much less taxes you collect, but also how many things you sell. Of course, high import taxes are used to ensure the availability of certain domestic goods.
Production and value are also necessary. In short, these conditions have more advantages than disadvantages. We can discuss them, but they must be detailed."
After all, the envoys are not economists, and Downton's words are also relatively general, so it is difficult to pick out the thorns.
"There is also a war. The Northern Community has been established. All conflicts and contradictions can be arbitrated through the joint parliament. How many fewer people will die?"
After Downton finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned. Damn it, if he established a community, how could he conquer other countries? Conquer such a huge territory? Moreover, he understood that the seats in the Northern Parliament would definitely be controlled by those powerful kingdoms. By then,
, I really can’t express my suffering.
"How do you ensure the fairness of the joint parliament? How are those members elected? We from third-rate countries should have no chance of being elected, right?"
Someone raised doubts.
"So a supervisory authority must be set up, and any decision should be made through a fair vote by every member state, rather than by those big empires."
Downton didn't want to say any more. Once the Northern Community is implemented, it will indeed bring great benefits, but this is for those big empires. A third-rate country like his own has no room for development. It can only become a
Those vassals of the empire.
"The person who proposed this plan must be a political genius!"
After Downton finished sighing, even Homer couldn't help but nod in agreement.
Silence fell in the chapel. Everyone was thinking about Downton's words and what changes this community would bring to the country. Because they had never experienced it before, they were all a little at a loss.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Applause suddenly rang out, and everyone turned around and saw a man in a red robe standing behind everyone. He wore a shield-shaped badge on his chest, with a red background and three golden lions imprinted on it.
In addition, next to the badge, he also wore a red rose. It was dotted with dewdrops, just like the first clearing of the rain.
Seeing this man, all the envoys present bowed their heads and bowed slightly with their upper bodies.
"Young man, what you said is very insightful!"
The man has a face with a Chinese character, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he does not have a arrogant demeanor, but is full of easy-going. He has a carefully groomed beard on his lips, which he touches habitually.
"Your Excellency is so complimentary!"
Downton saluted. He didn't dare to exaggerate. The three lions badge represented that he came from the Holy Britannia Empire, and the red rose represented his family.
Except for the nine empires, no country is qualified to use the word "holy" in front of the country's name, and among the nine empires, only Britannia can use the word "holy" because only Queen Madeleine can use it.
, defeated the Holy See of Light and allowed the monarchy to surpass the authority of the gods.
Although this peerless powerful man with the title of Rose of the Demon Palace and one of the Eight Holy Coffins has been dead for tens of thousands of years, the power of the Holy See of Light is still struggling in Britannia.
Queen Madeleine, who founded the great Plantagenet dynasty, was a wise emperor and a domineering monarch. Although the glory of the empire was fading and the empire was declining, no one still dared to look down upon her.
Britannia has the longest history and is the most ancient nobility!
When the House of St. York and the House of Lancaster were fighting a thousand-year war called the War of the Red and White Roses, the head of the Hohenzollern family didn't know where to play in the mud.
The Plantagenet family, the Tudor family, the Carolingian family, and even the Kyrgyz family, etc., are all famous. History can write dozens of court operas. Britannia has the most wealthy families, even if some of them have declined.
, you can also point at the wealthy families in the great empire and laugh at them, these country bumpkins!
In fact, this was indeed the case. Even if the wealthy families of the nine empires stood in front of them, they would not have the confidence to claim to be nobles.
Even though this man was just a marquis from the St. York family, no one dared to neglect him. Even the younger brothers who were close to other wealthy families in the empire gave him the greatest courtesy and respect at this time.
"You guys can continue chatting, it's too noisy inside, I just came out to relax!"
Marquis Gerald waved his hand and signaled everyone to feel free to do it. It was too noisy inside and he was really not used to it, so he came out to rest. Of course, with his status, no one dared to raise objections.
Downton's insights were good, and they came from a young man, which was very valuable, so Gerald walked to him.
"Who are you……"
Gerard took the initiative to ask, which made many people present have red eyes with jealousy.
"I am Downton of Drankfurt, Your Excellency!"
Downton put one hand on his chest and saluted again.
"Oh, are you the native Duke?"
Gerald teased, not intending to slander. He originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly saw the ring on Downton's right finger, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he forgot what he wanted to say.
"Your Excellency?" Downton frowned, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy, which made you laugh!" Gerald smiled and shook his head, secretly thinking that he was too worried.
"Gerald, come in quickly, I will be rendered speechless by the rebuttal!"
In the chapel, a roar suddenly sounded, and some of the weak messengers were shocked and dizzy.
No one dared to complain. Anyone who dared to call Gerald by his first name must also be a wealthy noble from the empire!
A meeting like this that involves the northern countries and may have a major impact on the next hundreds of years cannot simply end, so even if the envoys are unwilling, they have to wait.
It was a simple but irritating day, spent in arguments and noises. Although there was no progress, everyone was in good mood. At least there was a beginning. It meant there was hope.
As the organizer, Saint Jutland generously donated money and held a large-scale banquet in the Snowman Palace to entertain envoys from various countries.
Everyone attending the meeting can bring one or two female companions, and Downton naturally chose Rosicky and Juliet. Finally, they can go home and see them openly.
"I also need to go!"
The little loli pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, which could hold a soy sauce bottle.
"Of course I want to go!"
Downton smiled, he wouldn't stop a little girl.
"I hope I won't be embarrassed!"
Celes was very nervous. It had been a long time since she last attended a high-class banquet and it had disappeared from her memory. Some of the etiquette seemed to have been forgotten.
The banquet started at eight o'clock, but there was already a lot of traffic in front of the brightly lit palace. Luxurious carriages came one after another, and one by one the male and female guests in costumes got off.
On this day, I don’t know how many people tried their best to get an invitation and enter the banquet. Here, it means a huge opportunity.
As the carriage passed by, Downton saw some people looking at the palace and the passing carriage, their faces full of envy. He couldn't help but sigh, there was a time when he was also a commoner boy who longed to live such a life.
Today's female guests were all dressed in gorgeous dresses, vying for beauty. They were eager to be the center of attention at the banquet, but the moment Celes stepped out of the carriage, they all lost their luster.
The doorman looked at Celes stepping on the red carpet, his jaw wide open and he was completely lost.
The white palace dress appropriately exposes the shoulders, back, and chest. It fully supports the death banshee's unique white and translucent skin, and coupled with an innocent and beautiful cheek, it is simply attractive to men.
Full of lethality.
At this moment, many men were stared at severely by their female companions.
"I am Di Polo, the banshee of death? It seems that I have a good relationship with that native duke?"
"Isn't that banshee his personal magic consultant? Even wealthy nobles don't have this kind of beauty!"
"Look, the other one seems to be a death knight. Tsk tsk, this guy is bold enough to dare to enter human society so openly!"
The nobles were whispering, and they were extremely envious. The Death Banshees were born as nobles of the undead clan. Not only were they gifted with magic and physical attacks, they were immune to them. The most important thing was that it was too difficult to catch them, let alone tune them~
He was taught to be so obedient.
If the name of the native Duke of Downton hadn't been so famous, someone would have come up to chat with him. As for the identity of the undead, they didn't care. If I remember correctly, Downton is a Templar, so he is completely surrounded by undead creatures.
That makes sense.
A waiter came over with a wine tray, and the service was so attentive that I was speechless.
"What to drink?"
Downton took a glass of red wine.
“Champagne!”
Looking at the familiar words "Xue Man" on the champagne bottle, Celes finally managed not to cry.
Big shots are always the best to arrive. This is their prerogative. However, everyone did not wait long. At 8:10, King Xueman came on stage to deliver a speech.
"It's my uncle's bloodline!"
Looking at the impassioned speech of the king, Rosicky drank the whiskey in his glass in one gulp.
Downton guessed that he might have to carry Rosicky home today.
"I wish you all a good time, please feel free to do it!"
The king raised his glass, and everyone did the same. After drinking together, the atmosphere became lively.
The Downton trio were still alone. Except for the Geese family and the Bavarian diplomats who came to greet them, no one else came to visit.
"Wow, there are so many delicacies, can I eat as much as I want?"
Even though he was ignored, Downton was not depressed.
"Why can't you eat it?"
Little Walnut has already started, piling food on the plate.
"People hold banquets to communicate, enhance relationships, and expand connections, not for eating and drinking!"
Homer was speechless. Those who could come to such a banquet were all used to eating delicious food. Who would be short of those few bites?
"who cares!"
Downton picked up his fork and prepared to feast. (To be continued...)
