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  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tyrion couldn't help but apologize after following Myrcella to the backstage.

"You are my uncle, you don't have to apologize to me. Besides, it doesn't make any difference whether I marry in Dorne or not. Isn't it better now than in Dorne?"

Tyrion felt even more guilty when he heard this. Myrcella has been sensible since she was a child.

She is like a perfect version of Cersei, who did not resist at all even though she knew the fate of the marriage.

For the sake of her brother's throne and the family behind him, she went to the barren Dorne at a young age and married a man she had never met.

Tyrion sighed and didn't say much, because nothing he said could be more convincing than actions.

As if seeing through Tyrion's thoughts, Myrcella reminded him, "You shouldn't have taken on this matter rashly."

"Why?"

"Jack's reforms are far from being as simple as they appear on the surface. He does not simply want to suppress the nobility, he wants to eliminate the nobility.

In his words, it is to break the original distribution system, redistribute various benefits, and let ordinary people participate in eating the cake. "

Tyrion showed a look of understanding. "No wonder he wants to win over the common people. That's why."

Tyrion was not stupid either, and he immediately understood Jack's plan. The wildlings outside the Wall and the common people had always been the weaker party.

And Jack now lets them participate in the distribution of the cake.

Even if Jack took the biggest piece for himself and gave them the smallest piece, it would still be better than having no crumbs at all.

In this way, Jack controlled the class with the largest population base. Coupled with the administrators and Unsullied that Jack brought from overseas, this led to the old nobles in the North being suppressed into this state in just one year.

Tyrion suspected that Jack had long been preparing to conquer Westeros, but had only begun in earnest a year ago.

Thinking of this, Tyrion hesitated. If he really helped Jack, he would definitely offend the old nobles, and then he would definitely not be able to become the Duke of Casterly Rock.

Myrcella saw the hesitation in Tyrion's eyes and knew what her uncle had always been obsessed with.

"Uncle, Jack is very powerful. Sister Asha once told me that Jack has countless wealth and a large army on the continent across the narrow sea. The nobles cannot win."

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The competition lasted for two weeks and finally ended successfully. Among the 256 people who passed the audition, 180 were willing to join the army. Jack did not break his promise and directly arranged these people to serve as team leaders in the army.

After the competition, Jack kept all the nobles and notified those who did not come to come to Silor for the meeting as soon as possible. If they did not come, they would bear the consequences themselves.

Even though the nobles who received the notice were very angry, they had no choice but to come to Silor obediently.

Silver Palace, large conference room.

One after another, nobles from the Northern Territory came to the conference room and sat down.

The conservatives, led by Lord Wyman Manderly, sat on the left.

The new generation of nobles, led by Tormund, Segun, and Kasa, sat on the right.

Neither side gave the other side a good face. The conservatives looked down on these new generation of nobles and thought they were too lowly.

The new generation is always trying to eradicate these pedantic and stupid old aristocrats.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, but Lord Wyman's mind was not on looking at Tormund and the others.

Earl Wyman found the layout of the conference room strange. The entire hall was divided into two parts.

There are a total of 19 seats in the front half, including one main seat and 18 secondary seats.

The eighteen auxiliary seats are symmetrical on both sides, forming a ring and surrounding the main seat.

The back half had many seats, divided into three parts. Weiman didn't count them in detail, but there were probably hundreds of them.

Considering the various reforms that Jack had made since he came to the North, Wyman seemed to understand what Jack wanted to do.

But we will have to wait until Jack arrives to know what he is going to do specifically.

Jack didn't keep everyone waiting for long. After taming Asha, he came on his dragon.

After he sat down on the main seat, the new generation of nobles applauded to welcome him. The conservatives were afraid that Jack would make a fuss about it, so they applauded against their will.

Jack raised his hand slightly to suppress the applause, and then at Jack's signal, the clerk on standby immediately distributed the documents in his hand to every noble present.

"Please take a look at the document in your hand first. I am the Emperor of the Empire. I am not interested in the Iron Throne. Westeros will be divided into nine provinces, so political reform is necessary. This is the plan I offer, and you can vote on your own."

The nobles present looked at each other in bewilderment, especially Wyman Manderly, who quickly picked up the document in front of him and began to look through it. He knew that the time had come to decide their fate.

Jack sat on the chair, tapping the tabletop with his right index finger, quietly waiting for the nobles to browse.

There are two options in the document, the first is a parliamentary system and the second is a princely autocracy.

Jack believed that these nobles would make a wise choice. Unless they had a mental problem, no one would choose the prince's autocracy.

As for the original feudal system, sorry, this system has been eliminated and there is no such option.

(End of this chapter)