Elizabeth had no way to argue back. She wasn't stupid. "All right, all right, I get it. But how was I supposed to know they were really that incorruptible?"
Honey said, "Political Commissars need to be well-read. They have to study a lot of books. In the north, they're practically the cream of the aristocracy now. Everyone knows Lynn likes to promote Political Commissars. He even set up training classes for them, and whenever he has free time, he likes to teach there."
"On top of that, maybe because of his own dissolute past, he really likes putting former playboys to work. He calls it reforming them. Not many have changed, and the success rate isn't very high, but the ones who do succeed genuinely turn over a new leaf."
"And given their backgrounds..."
"A knight's entire family fortune probably isn't worth as much as one of those young masters' pocket money for a single morning."
"And you know, a reformed rake is worth more than gold. It's not about turning over a new leaf, or being a rake. It's that he once experienced the rake's life and still chose to change."
"People like that have already experienced a life of reckless indulgence, surrounded by gold and jewels."
"They've probably had a lot more fun than we have, and at the same time, they're the ones who were carefully picked out of the gutter and brought back to the right path."
Elizabeth sat back down in her chair, annoyed. "Sigh. I finally got young again, and now things have turned out like this."
"I know you'll send troops, but you have to help me with something first."
"What do you need?" Honey asked.
"I'll call them over to gather and discuss things. Then you can send in your troops. My