Are You Talking About Me?

This bunch led by Lin Qi did not communicate with anyone else, and the others did not seem willing to have anything to do with them either.

What if those Internal Affairs Inspectors mistook them for opportunists? They might end up suffering for it too.

The group sat there for over an hour. Although they did not speak with anyone else, they heard almost everything the others discussed.

In summary, there were only two points.

First, support Your Majesty the Emperor.

Second, support the Prime Minister.

The Small Earl looked at Lin Qi as if he wanted to say something, but held back. He did not speak until Lin Qi noticed and looked at him.

Meeting Lin Qi's gaze, the Small Earl seemed to understand what Lin Qi was thinking. He voiced the question in his heart. "Mr. Lin Qi, will the Prime Minister... definitely win?"

The mainstream opinion in the Privy Council today was to choose a new noble as the Privy Council's representative, send him to the Ruler's Hall, and give him a position as a powerful minister.

People seemed very interested in this idea, and quite a few nobles believed it was time to restore the Privy Council's importance. They could not keep treating it as a retirement home. It had to play some role.

And that role would begin with taking control of power.

By then, the new Minister of Finance could directly select people from the Privy Council to fill positions in various key departments. Since everyone had spent so much time together, they knew one another very well and would not have to worry about staffing or loyalty.

This mainstream opinion had considerable momentum, far exceeding the proposal for the Prime Minister to concurrently serve as Minister of Finance. It was only natural for