shadow of britain

Chapter 202 When did the University of London become number one in the UK?
Outside the door of the conference hall stood two British gentlemen in formal attire and sticks.

The thin, capable man with the gray beard was about 40 years old, and Arthur also recognized the teacher who he had attended many courses at a glance. This was the dean of the University of London Law School. Professor of Jurisprudence and the founder of Analytical Law School, one of the three modern legal schools - Professor John Austin.

The person standing next to him looks a little older than Arthur, but he should only be about 30 years old, but standing next to Professor Austin, is it probably a new young professor at the University of London?

With white gloves in his hands, Arthur turned his head to look at Director Rowan with a livid face, then turned his head and apologized to Professor Austin: "Mr. Austin, as you can see, although the law and my Work is closely related, but since leaving school, there have been too many things that have involved my energy. So, I have neglected my legal studies for a long time."

Austin didn't seem to notice the tension in the air. He laughed and joked with Arthur: "In this case, do you need me to make up for you? It's still the old rule, you help me solve the lunch problem, and you are not allowed to criticize me When Kant was angry, that’s fine. To be honest, since you left the campus, I really miss you. Because without you, there is one less student who is willing to listen to my lecture.”

When Arthur heard this, he just pursed his lips and said, "If you are willing to lower the difficulty of your course a little bit, there should be more students attending the class. Your academic requirements are too perfectionistic, and I have always been grateful for your The course is an elective in the history department, if it is compulsory, I'm afraid I won't be able to graduate right now."

When Rowan heard Arthur and Austin talking to each other, he didn't take him seriously at all. Feeling that his face was dull, he suppressed his anger and asked: "May I ask the two gentlemen to visit the Metropolitan Police Department today?" What are you doing? We are holding a high-level police meeting here, if the two gentlemen have nothing to do with police work, please leave here immediately."

Hearing this, the young man standing beside Austin said, "Are you Mr. Charles Rowan, Director of the Greater London Metropolitan Police?"

Luo Wan nodded slightly, his face uncertain: "May I ask who you are?"

The young man walked up to him and held out his hand: "Edwin Chadwick, a practicing lawyer who graduated from the Inner Temple Bar, and the private secretary of Mr. Jeremy Bentham, at the same time, also just Permanent Private Secretary to the Chambers of Lord Brougham, Lord Chancellor of Great Britain.

I am honored by Lord Chancellor of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Member of the Royal Council, Legal Adviser to the Privy Council of the Kingdom, Speaker of the House of Lords loyal to His Majesty the King, Chairman of the Privy Council and the Judicial Committee of the House of Lords, Supreme Magistrate of the Kingdom and Chief Executive of the Lord Chancellor's Chamber, England, The holder of the Great Seal of Scotland, Wales and Ireland, the highest legal authority in Great Britain established on the basis of the three principles of equality, fairness and justice - the president of the Court of Chancery, the president of the British Bar Association, all churches in England, including Oxford and Cambridge, appointed by His Majesty the King University Inspector, 442 English dioceses and 12 cathedral clergy benefactors, the highest supervisor of the public medical field in Great Britain, and the inspector of dozens of English hospitals such as St. Mary's Hospital, Queen Charlotte's Hospital, and Manchester Royal Hospital, Appointed by Lord Henry Peter Brougham, QC, founder of the Edinburgh Review, the Whig organ, and founder and chairman of the Council of the University of London,

In the name of the Ministry of Home Affairs and the Lord Chancellor of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Mr. Arthur Hastings, the best police officer in Great Britain, an expert on police crimes in the Kingdom, superintendent of the Greater London Metropolitan Police, and an outstanding alumnus of the University of London, is invited to attend the event. A joint multi-departmental meeting on the establishment of the London District Attorney's Office will be held next month. "

Outside the window, dark clouds covered the sun, and a thunderbolt flashed across, illuminating the faces of every police superintendent present.

Superintendent Mosley, who was sitting next to Arthur, couldn't help but whistled. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems that someone is going to be in bad luck."

Director Rowan only felt that his calves were sore and weak. He fell backwards with a bang, and sat on the window sill. His broad and strong back smashed open the window. Behind the white gauze.

Arthur glanced at Rowan, whose face was half-hidden by the curtains, and said calmly, "Director, I really can't find you now, you are well hidden."

Seeing this situation, the deputy director, Sir Mayne, hurried up to smooth things over.

He put his hands on the table, got up and smiled, "For this kind of thing, just send a document. Mr. Chadwick, why do you, Lord Brougham's permanent private secretary, make a trip yourself?"

Chadwick glanced coldly at Rowan, who was completely masked by the window screen, turned his head to look at Sir Mayne and said, "Before I came, I also thought that there was no need to run away for such a trivial matter. A trip. But now it seems that my trip is still necessary. Lord Brougham really has the foresight, and he is worried about such a problem."

Sir Mayne saw that Chadwick's tone was so tough, and immediately felt that the matter was overwhelmed.

Although Scotland Yard's immediate superior is the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they often have to deal with magistrates due to work.

If the Chamber of Justices, which is in charge of managing the magistrates, is offended, they will definitely not be able to eat and walk around from now on.

What's more, even if they grit their teeth, bite the bullet and fight against the Chancellor's Hall, their boss, the Viscount Melbourne, will not allow it.

Because although the cabinet members are equal on the surface, they are actually in order.

In the traditional ranking of ministers of state left over from the Middle Ages, the chief justice is the second minister of state after the king's chief minister.

However, the chief minister is not a permanent official position, and is often vacant nowadays, which means that the chief justice is currently the most important minister of state affairs.

And the third place after the justice is the first chancellor of the exchequer, that is, the prime minister of the United Kingdom.

According to British political tradition, if there is an emergency in the country, such as a temporary vacancy in the position of the king, or when the king and the prince are unable to exercise power due to health reasons, the chancellor will be the first acting regent.

According to the "Treason Act of 1351", the nature of assassinating the justice and the assassination of the king is basically the same, and both are serious treason.

It is precisely because of the unique status of the justices in the British political and legal system that although the justices are weaker than the prime minister in terms of power, they still dominate the prime minister in terms of social status.

In the whole of Great Britain, there are only two people who can be higher than the chief justice in social status. One is King William IV of England, and the other is the religious leader, the Archbishop of Canterbury.

It can be said that the person behind Arthur has changed from Sir Robert Peel, the Minister of the Interior directly under his superior, to Lord Henry Brougham, the Lord Chancellor. In reverse, his waist has not only not softened, but has become harder.

When Luo Wan thought of this, he wanted to slap himself hard on the face.

It wasn't until this time that he finally remembered the goodness of the Duke of Wellington and Sir Peel. If the Tory Party was still in power, at most it would be Arthur, a sole seed of the University of London, jumping around.

But now that the Whigs are on the rise, Arthur Hastings is not the only one hopping around at the University of London.

Lord Brougham took over the post of Lord Chancellor, so the Royal Warrant of the University of London is almost 100% able to be issued.

The justices have all become members of the University of London. How can Oxford University, Cambridge University and a group of priests sing against it?
Of course, if they are really willing to sacrifice part of their economic interests in order to block the University of London, that is not impossible.

Doesn't the Lord Chancellor have the powers of university inspector and parish benefice? What's the big deal?
Priests and Oxford and Cambridge professors can be a bit tougher, anyway, at most, education funds will be withheld, stipends will not be paid, and everyone will go to work at their own expense.

But these were not what Rowan was most worried about, because Oxford, Cambridge and the priests must be more anxious than him about the Royal Charter of the University of London.

What worries Rowan most at present is that if this trend continues, it may not be long before the judicial system will begin to flood in with a large number of graduates from the University of London.

If Lord Brougham insisted on cultivating Arthur, he could use extreme methods.

From now on, only the case that Arthur is in charge of prosecuting, the Magistrate's Court will speed up the acceptance, so within a few months, this kid's performance will definitely increase rapidly.

When it was time to report to the Ministry of Internal Affairs at the end of the year, the big guy's performance sheet was pulled out for a look, and Arthur could be shown no matter what.

Rowan leaned on the window sill and looked at Arthur who was chatting and laughing with Austin and Chadwick in front of him, and felt that his whole heart was half cold.

He originally thought that this was just an ordinary guy with no background, no connections, and came from the countryside of York. How could he have such an unfathomable background in a blink of an eye?

Luo Wan took a deep breath, and he turned his head to look at the storm outside the window. The cold raindrops slapped on his face, finally clearing his dizzy brain.

Luo Wan looked up at the thunderbolt in the sky, and felt that there were thousands of words on his lips that he wanted to pour out.

However, at this moment, what he wants to do the most is to point to the sky and question that old thing that has been out of touch since the [-]th century-is God in charge or not?damn it!University of London! !University of London! ! !Why is that atheist college on Gower Street so powerful? !

(End of this chapter)