208: Chapter 208 Wilson's Final Decision! A Major Upheaval in the Political World!

"Lord Wilson, that is roughly all of it!"

After listening to Wallace recount the decisions of the ancient nobility, Wilson's brows furrowed slightly.

As the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, he knew that some of these things were indeed too wishful.

For instance, the referendum to leave the Western Alliance must go through a democratic vote by all citizens of the United Kingdom.

Even if this work were to be initiated tomorrow, it would take at least half a year or even a year.

If right-wing members of parliament were to obstruct it in the meantime, the time required would only be longer.

By then, who knows what the international situation would have turned into!

Unless... Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed in Wilson's eyes.

Unless the second layer of intention behind these ancient nobles was not to leave the Western Alliance at all, but to achieve some other goal through this!

Combining this with the gifting of private collections, the entry of family capital into China, and sending princesses abroad to study... Wilson thought about it deeply and felt terrified, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead!

He finally understood this time: these ancient nobles never intended to play along with politicians like them!

Pushing for the referendum to leave the Western Alliance was just a gesture of stance from these families toward China!

As for whether it succeeds or not, what does that have to do with them?

As long as they can grasp the fruits of the Industrial Revolution, these nobles could change their surname to China tomorrow!

Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wilson's mouth.

Capital knows no borders, and capitalists are the most inhumane and unreliable!

To put it bluntly, even if the United Kingdom were wiped out by China tomorrow, these wealthy nobles would not be affected in the slightest!

But what is most hateful is that these ancient nobles, who have risen from the colonial ruling era to the present day, happen to hold the economic lifeblood of the United Kingdom...

"Wallace, you are my most trusted Minister of Defense, and at the same time, you possess noble status."

Inside the restroom, Wilson zipped up his suit trousers and stared at Wallace.

"The ancient nobles asked you to convey these decisions to me; they must have had good intentions."

"Tell me, what are your thoughts!"

Upon hearing this, Wallace took a deep breath and poured out the rhetoric he had long since prepared.

"Lord Wilson!"

"Two months ago, after I returned from the China Military Industry equipment exhibition, I reported to you!"

"Facing China's strong rise, our United Kingdom no longer has a way to play both sides!"

"And the current situation! I think you already see it very clearly!"

Speaking up to this point, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wallace's mouth.

"The ancient nobles of our United Kingdom have not the slightest bit of national responsibility, let alone half a point of national mission; all they have is the ruthless nature of capital chasing profit!"

"But it must be admitted! Their sense of smell is sharp, and their vision is also long-term!"

"This can be seen from the earth-shattering decision of the eight great noble families to pour out all their resources!"

"From the signs of China's rise, they have already seen the future of Blue Star!"

Wallace was so engrossed in his speech that he forgot to zip up his trousers, turning around to look at Wilson sincerely.

"Lord Wilson! Today, our United Kingdom is already standing at a crossroads!"

"Choose correctly, and it means the reappearance of glory! Choose incorrectly, and it means falling into the abyss! If we stay in place, we will be abandoned by the era!"

"These three options! Only you are qualified to choose! You ask me what my thoughts are; my answer is only one sentence!"

Wallace said, word by word, "The fruits of the Industrial Revolution will ultimately belong to the pioneers of the era; it is absolutely impossible for others to steal them!"

Wallace's last sentence was like a heavy hammer, striking fiercely into the depths of Wilson's soul.

Wilson's pupils dilated, and he stood stunned in place for a full half minute. After he came to his senses, his eyes were already filled with determination.

"Wallace!" Wilson stepped forward, and while slowly zipping up Wallace's zipper, he said solemnly.

"I know how to choose! You convey my will to the eight great noble families! From now on! All diplomatic affairs of the United Kingdom Cabinet will be determined jointly with Her Majesty the Queen!"

Hearing this, disbelief appeared in Wallace's eyes. This was... delegating power! And it was a delegation of power that skirted the edges of explicitly violating the constitution (constitutional monarchy)!

Ignoring Wallace's shock, Wilson continued.

"But the political pressure from the United States! I cannot withstand it! The eight great noble families must show sincerity and help me withstand the pressure from the United States!"

"They can have no national mission, and they can be single-mindedly focused on chasing capital profit! But if they want to get the support of the United Kingdom's political circles, they must make sacrifices!"

Wallace's expression was solemn, and he nodded in reply, "I will go communicate immediately!"

Wilson took a deep breath and tightly gripped Wallace's right hand.

"Wallace, if this matter is accomplished! The two of us will become the greatest historical contributors to the United Kingdom! We will definitely be recorded in the history of the United Kingdom! You must attach great importance to this!"

Excitement appeared on Wallace's face. "I will certainly not fail your trust, my Lord!"

The argument in the House of Commons of the United Kingdom regarding the country's direction lasted for a full seven hours, from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon.

Members of parliament from both the left and right wings took turns, each arguing until they were red in the face and parched.

The final result, of course, was that neither side could convince the other. If no other decisive external factors had appeared, this kind of argument would only have been a futile war of words.

It must be said that this is indeed a characteristic of democracy.

"I won't lower myself to the level of you left-wing scum!" "Right-wing lackeys, go back and lick your Eagle daddy well!"

After finishing the final boring verbal sparring, all members of parliament began to pack up their things, preparing to end today's shouting match.

Just when everyone thought this empty meeting was about to end without a conclusion, a decisive external factor appeared.

"Councilor Bill! Please come with us! Upon investigation, you are suspected of accepting bribes from businessmen, misappropriating campaign funds, stealing public funds, and 13 other criminal charges!"

"Councilor Charlie! Councilor Paul!"

Watching the five core right-wing councilors being taken away one after another, everyone present was directly stunned.

After coming to their senses, the group of left-wing councilors were overjoyed! Meanwhile, the right-wing councilors' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly left the council chamber.

The political scene in the United Kingdom has changed! The situation is critical; we must report to the United States immediately!

United States. Black Palace. Trump, having just hung up the phone with Prime Minister Meima of Japan, quickly received the bad news of the changes in the United Kingdom's political scene.

One good and one bad, reminding Trump of a philosophical quote. What I don't want pursues me desperately, while what I want treats me like discarded shoes; it's just like that damned love!

(Seeking free gifts to generate love!)