Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 632: Perfect's Question
The campaign speeches on the stage continued. Because there were so many candidates this time, even if each person was limited to speaking for only fifteen minutes, it would still take a long time for everyone to finish speaking.

In fact, in order to ensure that everyone has enough speaking time and that the public can listen carefully to what they say and understand the specific content, the entire speech process was scheduled for three days.

Each candidate has 15 minutes to speak and 5 minutes to answer questions.

Most of the questions asked were about specific policy guidelines, which sounded quite boring.

That's why Perfect yawned when he heard it.

Naturally, her attitude was noticed by many people, and was interpreted by some as the Northern Earl's contempt for these candidates.

Perfect didn't care about this. For her, the fact that she could sit here and waste time with these people was the greatest respect for them.

Otherwise, she could just go to the Queen and tell her that she wanted to be prime minister or that she wanted to arrange someone to be prime minister, and no one else would have room to object.

Precisely because of this realization, all parties were very tolerant and restrained towards Perfecto's attitude, and no one dared to cause trouble for her.

Especially since the person accompanying Perfecto today was her old butler, not Befa who had always been serving her.

Most people in the empire do not have a correct understanding of the military personnel around Perfect, and in their impression, the strongest person around Perfect is the old butler, not the maid who is just an alchemy doll.

It is also because of this that when the old butler stood next to Perfecto with a sword, the deterrent effect was unquestionable.

He was a knight of honor, and it was said that he might have been promoted to legend with the help of Perfectcot. What if he threw a glove at me and asked me to duel if I provoke him?
You have to know that the feudal era has not yet completely withdrawn from the stage of history, and knights are still active in all aspects of the empire. Glove throwing duels are very common and commonplace for the people of the empire.

However, even so, there are still people whispering about Perfectok's attitude, thinking that Perfectok's behavior is too contemptuous of their power and will be beneficial to their campaign for prime minister.

"Grandpa Afu, when will the joint candidates from the North and the Dominion give their speeches?" Perfect was really bored. Today, she didn't bring Befa with her, so she had no refreshing tea or snacks and could only force herself to stay awake.

The contents of these candidates' speeches basically have no substance. You can tell that their policy platforms are improvised and most of them are clichés. After listening to one or two, there is no need to listen to the rest.

Even if there are one or two ideas that can put forward some relatively innovative views, it is difficult for them to break away from the constraints of the existing political framework, which makes it difficult for Perfect to find them interesting.

Now she just wants to listen to her candidate's speech and show her support.

Otherwise, she felt that she would really fall asleep here.

"They are the last ones today. Miss, do you need me to prepare some drinks for you to refresh yourself?" The old butler asked with concern as he looked at Perfecto who was yawning.

"The last one? These guys are really petty and scared! But no need for drinks. Tell the kitchen to prepare a family dinner tonight. I want to entertain a guest." After hearing the old butler's answer, Perfectcot finally cleared his eyes a little and made arrangements. After hearing Perfectcot's instructions, the old butler nodded and took note. While calling a servant to give instructions, he also asked Perfectcot: "Excuse me, Miss, which guest do you want to invite? I can make specific arrangements."

"As for the leader of the autonomous region, Miss Kafka, Grandpa Afu, go and inform her in person." Perfect looked at the candidate who was answering questions on the stage and instructed the old butler: "Wait until the representatives of the North and the autonomous region finish their speeches."

"Yes, miss." The old butler nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

At this time, the candidate on the stage seemed to have finished answering the question. He looked around and somehow saw Perfect sitting up again. He thought that his speech had interested the Earl.

However, after noticing the other party's expression, Perfect felt like having fun, so he raised his hand and asked, "Candidate, I listened to your speech just now, and it seems that you didn't mention any specific governing measures, and most of them were just some programmatic slogans.

I would like to ask, how do you solve specific problems in specific affairs? For example, the North is experiencing a blizzard and food production is declining. How do you deal with this problem?"

Perfecto's question was not tricky, nor even embarrassing; it was simply a completely normal inquiry.

After all, as the Prime Minister of the empire, he will really encounter this problem in the current environment.

Undoubtedly, Perfecto's question also aroused the curiosity of others, so that people in the venue cast their eyes on the candidate, waiting for his answer.

The burning gazes of the audience made him nervous. After a moment of hesitation and thought, the candidate answered, "I will release some of the grain in stock, and then mobilize grain from other grain-producing areas in the empire to help the North overcome the difficulties."

This answer can only be regarded as a mediocre imagination, and it is not even close to reality.

Perficot's face was filled with disappointment, and he sighed helplessly before saying, "First of all, the food rations of the people in the North are supported by compressed biscuits produced by alchemy, and the grain output is only used to support non-staple food consumption, that is, to meet the needs of the nobles and wealthy groups.

There are indeed grain stocks, but they are emergency material reserves and cannot be used unless there is a disaster but only a reduction in grain production.

In addition, the empire now has no other so-called grain-producing areas. All the colonies are not well fed and have no ability to grow food in the wind and snow.

In other words, the largest grain-producing area in the empire is the North, because only the North has enough greenhouses to maintain grain cultivation to meet the consumption needs of part of the population. "

At this point, Perfect looked at the candidate who was already sweating profusely on the stage with a sad look, and said helplessly: "Even if you have no practical experience in governance, you should at least get to know the actual situation of the empire, right?

You want to become the Prime Minister of the Empire when you don't know anything about the current operation of the Empire? What do you think of being the Prime Minister? And what do you think of the responsibility of managing this country?"

Under Perfecto's questioning, the candidate's legs went weak and he collapsed on the podium.

(End of this chapter)