Dulin did not make a decision immediately. The establishment of a party was definitely not a joke. Mennon's Forward Party was very powerful. When no one exposes the balloon, almost everyone felt that the Forward Party could sweep the entire west and use three governors to establish the political power of the Forward Party. However, when Mennon died, this beautiful party became a thing of the past overnight. The forces of the old and new parties quickly integrated into the lives of the local people, and even no splash was set off.

But on the other hand, no matter who the new party leader Magus or the old party leader Kubar, no matter who has an accident, such as a heart disease, suddenly left the world. Will the new and old parties suddenly disband like the Forward Party? Obviously it is impossible. No matter who the new and old leaders do or who have an accident, it is impossible to shake the foundation of the rule of the two parties. So why do the new and old parties have strong ability to resist risks, but the Forward Party does not?

The reason is very simple. The old and new parties cannot be completely regarded as two political groups. As some people often say, the aristocrats in the past have been replaced with a new title and continue to be nobles in this era. They are called new aristocrats without aristocrats. In this country, the feudal dynasty rule for hundreds of years has long allowed everyone living here to accept the view that "noble rule the world" from the bottom of their bones. Whether it is the new party or the old party, their subject will not change, and the aristocrats are still leading the way.

So people naturally accepted that no matter how complex the changes in the country's political structure and system are, as long as the rulers are still nobles, that's fine! They have turned this situation of being ruled by nobles into a convention, and the new era has only been around for more than 20 years, and people have not yet fully emerged from the old society, especially in terms of thought.

The Forward Party does not have the characteristics of "nobles". No matter how good they do, they are just a group of ordinary people like the general public. Being ruled by aristocrats is a tradition, but being ruled by ordinary people... may not be unacceptable, but it may not be very strong cohesion. Some of the most important middle class in society are still thinking about class restoration, so how can they accept being ruled by ordinary people and recognize this situation? Obviously it is impossible, so when Memnon died, the westerners did not care about the changes in the local political subject at all, let alone care about it.

This is not to say that this situation will continue. There must be some strange noises in the long river of history to make this boring river more interesting. When some people continue to devote their lives to certain possible stupid beliefs, some things will quietly change. People's thoughts, understanding of the world, and understanding of themselves will change in these waves. In the end, there will definitely be a person standing up and shouting that he will no longer be oppressed, enslaved, and fighting for freedom will set off a shocking revolution and change the world.

Only at that time will the general public improve their thoughts and wake up from numbness in the shock of countless blood and tears.

But before that, maybe such a world is pretty good.

Du Lin never intended to be the pioneer of change in an era. The first person who took one step more than others would often die on the wall first. He has more great ambitions to realize. How could he be a character destined to be a tragedy?

If it is said that being able to engrave one's name at the bottom of the long river of history and admiration from countless later generations is the highest goal of some people's life, then Du Lin's goal is to turn it into a small boat and go with the flow.

While asking Mr. Helsman to recruit people to form a campaign team, Dulin took the time to visit Maggs.

Standing outside the door of Villa No. 1, Imperial Avenue, the guard looked at him curiously from time to time. The guard was new. He knew Dulin, but he didn't know what Dulin had to do with Magus.

After waiting for about five minutes, Magus's wife opened the door for him. She was very old, but it did not look like she had become ugly because of the years. Instead, she had a more noble temperament that impressed people. "I heard that you were coming. I made some pancakes and you brought them with you when I left." This is her biggest hobby at present. She has been retired for many years and would go out for social events in the early years. Now she is too lazy to go. The world belongs to young people. When she goes to those young people, she will find it boring and just stay at home.

On weekdays, she forced Magus to play with her flowers and plants. The rest of her hobby was to make some small snacks, but the dim sum made by this lady had a special feature, that is, it was too sweet! She always hoped that life would make people feel sweet happiness like honey. Adding sugar and honey might be able to do this, even if it was just a moment.

Du Lin gave a souvenir, a bottle of red wine he bought in a small country that produced wine before he came back. It had been stored for twelve years, and the price of each bottle was about 200 yuan. Such red wine, combined with exquisite packaging, can at least give people the feeling of "it is worth at least 500 yuan, because the box costs dozens of yuan."

"You should not bring these things at all. Just treat this place as your home. The old man is waiting for you in the study. I will make some snacks and bring them with you when I leave."

Du Lin watched the lady with a strange temperament disappear at the corner. He walked out of the study with a familiarity and knocked on the door. A familiar voice came from the door, "Come in."

He pushed open the door, and the sunlight illuminated half of the room through the window, and there were some floating particles in the air, which had nowhere to hide in the sun. The smell of ink and ink in the nasal cavity could make people calm down in an instant, which was a very magical place. Magus sat at the table, in the sun, wearing a pair of very narrow reading glasses, lowered his head slightly, and looked at him through the space between the frame and his forehead, "Sit up, what do you want to drink?"

Dulin sat on a single sofa. The weather was getting warmer. A lazy smell quietly arose when he was melting into the sun. "Tea? or water, either."

The butler outside the door immediately prepared for Dulin. After he walked away, Magus closed the book in his hand and placed it firmly on the table, "What do you want to say to me? In most cases, you will only be willing to come over when I invite you."

This is of course also true. Dulin was unwilling to come to see Magus when there was no matter. This old man was very wise, but he gave people a very friendly feeling that he could not find any aristocrat's airs from him. He could easily ignore his identity during the chat, but this was precisely the most fatal, because he was Magus, a very powerful politician and the number one figure in the new party. When chatting with him, he would always reveal some things without realizing it, which is also the reason why Dulin was unwilling to come.

Du Lin sighed quietly, "Actually, I just want to tell you that I plan to run for the governor of a certain western state."

"Oh?" Magus corrected his sitting position, took off his eyes, gently clasped his hands and fingers together, and placed them on his thighs. He looked at Dulin with a smile, looked at him for a while, and then asked, "Is he a non-partisan?"

Du Lin shook his head, "No, he is a member of the new party."

Magus nodded slightly. This was the most correct choice. Non-party members or a small party themselves would not have any major development under the current political landscape. He could somewhat guess some of Dulin's ambitions and expressed his affirmation of his current choice. Of course, these were not enough. He believed that Dulin should understand where the current problem lies, so he was waiting for Dulin to continue talking.

It took about twenty-three, four, five, six, seven or eight seconds, and Du Lin's mouth curled, "In a blink of an eye, I have been out of the countryside for so long, and I haven't been back for a while. Other people's peers are already married, but I am still alone."

"Last time you said you would introduce the royal princess to me, but I wonder if this is the case or not?!"

Magus was stunned, then laughed loudly, pointing at Dulin, and laughing loudly through the laughter. Dulin could hear Magus's full energy. Although he was old, he was not old yet.

A hint of appreciation for Dulin appeared in his eyes. This look has rarely appeared in recent years. Dulin is really excellent. How great would it be if he was his son? Magus once thought so that many things would become simple and not as complicated as they are now. Unfortunately, Dulin was unwilling to accept this kind of "exploitation" and unwilling to become a noble, which disappointed Magus.

Both Dulin and Magus knew very well that Dulin had come to this point, either starting to seek change, changing the political structure of the empire, the rules of the game, such as when he first made a fortune, he would look for loopholes in the rules of the game, and then break the rules. He would either go to the execution ground with blood or usher in glory with blood. His path was already dead, and there was no way out for the unchanged.

Or, accept the rules of the game of the noble, he married a certain noble, and then he handed over the things he had fought for the rest of his life to this noble - he and his wife's children will inherit everything about Dulin, which is a rule that must be followed. After Dulin's death, this child will return to the aristocratic group. In other words, Dulin's things he fought for the whole life will eventually become the industry of the nobles who married him. Of course, not all, and some of them will be broken up and absorbed into nutrients by the entire aristocratic class.

In history, many great figures have obtained the status of aristocrats by marrying them, thus starting to dance and become the most eye-catching one on the political stage.

But how many people know that the "wealth" of these people's lifelong "habits" finally returned to the hands of the aristocratic class and would not flow into the civilian class.

But this is the rule. As long as you want to participate in this game and a more advanced game, you must abide by the rules of the game!
Chapter completed!