Chapter 1200: Chapter 11: The Cross-Ti Karma_3
“That group of relics in the Elder Council only engages in corruption and embezzlent, lagging behind the tis and becoming an obstacle on the road to the Empire’s progress. Is there any way to limit them?”
Although under the unification of the Divine Ancestor Romulus, Ro entered the era of the Empire.
But the Roman Elder Council, derived from the Greek citizen assembly, still held significant influence, and those mbers often prided themselves on their noble status and lineage, using the banner of “democracy” and “freedom” to interfere in the Empire’s decisions and seek private gain for themselves and their families.
During Caesar’s tenure as Judge and People’s Guardian, he was frequently mocked and impeached by these important figures of the Elder Council due to his reforms and impartial enforcent of the law.
His current state of unemploynt and poverty cannot be separated from the elders of the Elder Council.
This deep hatred left Caesar with no fondness for the entire Elder Council.
Given the opportunity to make trouble for them in front of the future Emperor of the Roman Empire, he was naturally delighted.
Luo En detected the malice in that tone and looked with interest at Caesar in the corner.
If mory serves correctly, this Roman Emperor in history pushed for reforms, touched on too many interests of the Elder Council’s nobles, and was ultimately assassinated in his later years by mbers of the Elder Council, leading to the thwarting of his great ventures.
Ah, what an entangled fate across ti.
Amidst Caesar’s expectant gaze, Luo En offered an unorthodox solution:
“Limit them? Why limit them? If they want democracy, then give them democracy. Moreover, to be fair, this democratic power should not only be given to them but also to the 300 clans and all Roman citizens!”
“?”
“So I propose establishing a bicaral parliant. The upper house should be hereditary for the Divine Blood Heroes and their descendants, while the lower house should be open to all Roman citizens possessing citizenship, elected by all Romans, to oversee the upper house and propose initiatives favorable to national developnt.”
“!”
Caesar’s gaze transford from initial doubt to disappointnt, finally turning into an almost uncontrollable excitent.
He had thought that this teacher from Greece was afraid to act against the Elder Council, hence those previous words.
Unexpectedly, Luo En offered a new perspective.
Aside from forcefully reducing the number of Elder Council mbers and reclaiming authority, it was possible to act contrary to expectations by using the banners of “fairness” and “democracy” to infinitely divide the Elder Council’s power!
This cut struck at the core of the Elder Council, shattering the entire Elder Council’s power structure.
And the Greek citizen assembly had already shown that the more people involved in decision-making, the more dispersed the power, the more complex the composition, and the harder it is for opinions to unite.
At that point, bringing down those relics of the Elder Council would be even easier.
So devious!
Caesar understood the intention behind this and couldn’t contain his joy.
Luo En also couldn’t help but curl his lips, a joyful smile spreading across his face.
The division and balance between the upper and lower houses, a strategy resembling a left-right brain confrontation, he had learned from a renowned global troublemaker.
Using it to achieve success might be difficult, but using it to create sabotage was not?
As long as this policy was implented, he could almost foresee the lively scenes of the Elder Council arguing and squabbling all day without achieving anything.
With their energy and power severely dispersed and consud, those nobles of the Elder Council naturally would not have the ti or ability to challenge royal authority.
The bell signaled the end of the class, and Luo En closed the book, concluding today’s lesson.
Before he could step out the door, Caesar dashed onto the podium and righteously declared:
“I have thought it over and believe you are right; we should stand up and collectively eradicate the Empire’s entrenched ills!”
Previously, he had been sowhat swayed by this big figure’s recruitnt.
But after hearing the lesson, he genuinely wanted to join in and take substantial action.
On one hand, the Divine Envoy of the Three Phases of Destiny Hall, the Priest of the Wine God Temple, the future Crown Prince of the Claudius family… so many forces had already rushed to place their bets, proving that the feasibility of this matter is high enough;
On the other hand, to organize such a plan under the watchful eyes of the Pantheon, this teacher from Greece probably possessed unimaginable status and position.
Even more crucially, he was a smart person.
Doing “business” with him seed to guarantee a win with no loss.
However, regarding Caesar’s voluntary allegiance, Luo En rely smiled noncommittally and said:
“Surely you’re not the only one thinking like this?”
Caesar caught the implied aning, understanding that he was expected to add more people to the fold.
He rolled his eyes and replied with a smile:
“Sir, I have a friend with whom I am on good terms, a good hand at leading troops into battle, who has always wanted to serve Ro but couldn’t find a way in.”
“How does he compare with you?”
“We haven’t formally crossed swords, but he shouldn’t be any weaker than I am.”
Could this be a military commander who earned Caesar’s endless praise? Interesting.
Who could it be?
One of the previous triumvirs Pompey or Crassus, or perhaps one of the later triumvirs Antony or Rebid?
Or maybe simply Caesar’s good nephew, the future Augustus of Ro—Octavian?
A strong curiosity arose in Luo En’s heart.
Imdiately, under Caesar’s guidance, he exited the private residence and arrived at a dilapidated courtyard in Ro.
Upon hearing the commotion outside, a spry figure accompanied by a hearty smile erged:
“Caesar, what’s gotten into you to co knocking today? Isn’t it about ti you paid off the wine debt you owe ?”
His skin was fair, with his chest and cheeks displaying a reddish tinge; his voice was thunderous, his hair thick and curly, parted in the middle from his forehead, and his nose was high and straight. Although not tall, he exuded an intense and agile aura.
Recognizing the visitor, Caesar stepped forward, giving him a big bear hug, and said with a laugh:
“Alexander, my friend, don’t worry, today’s drinks are on !”
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