A wildfire was burning beside the town, and the revelry of the crowd was still going on. The air was filled with the strange smell of alcohol and mast flowers. On the east side of the temporary camp, Tai Zhiyuan and his assistant were surrounded by more than a dozen reporters from the major media of the Federation. The first question he faced was extremely direct.
"Mr. Senator, what is your purpose?"
Tai Zhiyuan's expression was calm, and his answer was even more direct.
"My purpose is very simple. I want to tell the whole Federation that President Pabre and his government have been abandoned."
"But don't forget that the president and the government were elected by the voters."
"We want to tell the voters who voted in the election through this silent march that you are wrong. Do we have to wait for two and a half years to correct this terrible mistake?"
"Regarding your accusation against Mr. President and the relevant departments of the government, there is no convincing evidence."
"Collecting and confirming evidence should be the work of the Ministry of Justice or the Prosecutor's Office."
The middle-aged reporter's reaction became fierce, and he loudly protested, "Telling the truth without evidence is tantamount to slandering."
A blush suddenly appeared on Lie Zhiyuan's pale and thin cheeks. It wasn't because of excitement or anger, but because of thick mockery. He calmly looked at the reporter, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "You're a reporter from the Post. Don't tell me you didn't receive the electronic document sent by my office? I don't believe that you haven't read the summary of doubts about the background investigation of the Antique Bell and related cases. In that case, how dare you use the word slandering … to slander me? "
Without waiting for the reporter to respond, he looked at the reporters around him with a blank face, raised his right hand to stop the reporter from asking, and said in a deep voice, "If you want evidence, go back to your own newspaper or the Chief Editor's Office. As early as two weeks ago, I have submitted these things to the Ministry of Justice and you. What I am very confused about is, why didn't I see these contents in any newspaper or TV screen?"
"I very much welcome President Pabre to accuse me of this crime. Slander is a private prosecution case. As a lawyer, he should know that he can't arrange for the Ministry of Justice to arrest me directly. Then, I will have the opportunity to debate with Mr. President face to face in court. I only hope that he won't back down."
The press conference next to the temporary camp had fallen into a tense, or perhaps panicked, silence. The reporters looked at the youngest District Councilor in the history of the Federation, not knowing what to say for a moment. Still, it was the reporter from the Post who began to ask questions.
"Rumor has it that seven families have been hiding behind the curtain, secretly ruling the Federation. They are the so-called Seven Great Families. Councilor Feng, you're the only successor of the Tai family, and Feng is the surname of the previous dynasty … "
Tai Zhiyuan looked at the reporter, raised his index finger and said, "Is this news? Or do you think this is the focus of the report? What does the stories of tens of thousands of years ago have to do with the Federation that we care about today? "
"But as far as I know, when you were growing up, a lot of people called you Crown Prince."
The Post reporter retorted without backing down, and there was a hint of malicious speculation.
"I can't stop others from calling me what they want. At the same time, what kind of person I am will not change because of a name."
Tai Zhiyuan was still calm. He spread out his hands and said to the reporters, "If you like, you can also call me that."
At this time, dozens of drunk young men and women walked past the outside of the camp. They were holding wine bottles, dragging their feet unsteadily, and excitedly waving their arms in the direction of the press conference. They shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Crown Prince! We support you. "
After the strange screams, whistles, cheers, and even the rolling curses, the press conference fell into a short, strange silence. The Post reporter frowned deeply, raised his face slightly, looked at Tai Zhiyuan, and continued to ask, "You want to become the President of the Federation. You are still seeking benefits for your family."
"Become the youngest President in the history of the Federation? Why not? "
Tai Zhiyuan frowned sharply, looked at him sternly, and said, "If I can do better than Pabre, why can't I become the President? As for benefits, what kind of benefits are benefits? To seize more economic benefits for the family through politics? If you think so, I can repeat what I said at the press conference two weeks ago. "
He looked around at the reporters and staff, leaned forward slightly, and his pale face was full of undeniable determination. He said, "As long as President Pabre gives up on changing the election law, resigns, and accepts the investigation of the related charges, I, Tai Zhiyuan, will give up the right to inherit the Federation of Crystal Mines and the Xiu Shu Foundation!"
What was the most valuable resource in the Federation? It was crystal mines. What was the most important resource in the Federation? It was crystal mines. In the great era of the universe, human society could not live without crystal mines. In a sense, crystal mines were a more indispensable social foundation than food.
For crystal mines, the Federation in the early years did not hesitate to spend a lot of manpower and resources to go to the Borderline Star Zone. They blew up a companion moon, destroyed a fleet, and buried tens of thousands of lives. Finally, they succeeded in establishing a crystal mine base in the East Forest. And today, the Federation did not hesitate to go to war with the powerful empire for crystal mines. They wanted to go deep into the Left Sky Star Zone and control the few inconspicuous mining planets in the Galaxy X.
It was obvious how important crystal mines were.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Tai Dynasty peacefully abdicated, and the republic began. According to the agreement, Mochou Back Mountain had all the rights to the extraction and refinement of all the crystal mines of the Federation. Relying on this privilege, the former royal family, which was sparsely populated, quietly accumulated a terrifying amount of wealth that surpassed the Iron Scheming Family. They had always been the leader of the seven families and could sit on equal footing with the government of the Federation. It could even be said that they had always held the lifeline of the Federation.
Until the strong rise of Pabre's government, the government began to try to take back this privilege. But because of the influence of the Tai family, which had lasted for tens of thousands of years, the government did not dare to go too far. Once the madam of Mochou Back Mountain was truly angered, the entire Federation would be destroyed.
No one would have thought that in the press conference two weeks ago, Tai Zhiyuan, the only successor of Mochou Back Mountain, would announce to the entire universe that he would personally excavate this lifeline of the Federation, the most solid foundation for the survival of the family, and return it to the people of the Federation with both hands!
Whether it was the strength of the impact or the depth of the impact, Tai Zhiyuan's shocking decision could not be compared to a normal donation. This donation would directly lead to a fundamental change in the political structure of the Federation's shadow. It could also be said that he had tied a black noose around his neck!
This was a huge move that even the master of the Left Sky Starfield, the emperor of the empire, was shocked by. This kind of move had never been seen in history books, and had never even appeared in fantasy dramas.
The government of the Federation, the imperial family of the empire, could all do this? Who would have thought?
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(Happy Valentine's Day, comrades. BAMBOOK is organizing a Valentine's Day essay contest. Ahem, I'm one of the judges. If you guys are interested, go and play. Also, I'll start reading the Schiller Cup essay contest tomorrow.
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