C2287 Unbelief (1/2)

”Prime Minister, Prime Minister! What do you think of this impeachment crisis... As your Minister of Finance, will this impeachment cause your cooperation to break down? ”

”Prime Minister, how are you feeling right now? What are your views on the European statements? ”

”Is the imprisonment real? Did something happen to the Chinese leader? ”Please answer questions from the public …”

Sharp questions rolled over him like waves. Benjamin's face was pale white and her lips were unhealthy green.

These questions gouged out his heart like little knives, and his frustration almost made him spit blood.

Unable to answer any questions, Benjamin held onto his hat with one hand and rushed forward with his head lowered under the guidance of the butler and the secretary, until the guards had isolated those crazy reporters behind him.

All the way until he entered the Capitol Building's gate, he could still hear the clamor of questions behind him.

After walking into the Capitol Building, only then did Benjamin realize the severity of the situation. All of the busy staff in the corridor had a strange expression when they saw him.

Normally, he would be very cordial today, but he didn't dare to get too close to the frontlines. At this moment, his political enemies were all high-spirited and full of energy. Their hostile gazes were like arrows as they shot towards him.

Even the most ordinary cleaning worker looked at him strangely. The entire Palace of Westminster was enveloped in a strange atmosphere.

The upper Lower House's main hall was on the second floor, so he followed the stairs all the way up to the south. At the southernmost point of the second floor was the magnificent upper house.

As soon as he reached the gate, the heavy gate was pushed open and Gladstone, who was in high spirits, was about to come out.

”Gladstone! How dare you impeach me! You traitor! The first to be impeached should be you! ” The two of them were both over a hundred years old, but their anger was greater than that of a young man.

Benjamin rushed in front of Gladstone, beside him were the main members of the House of Lords, the grand judges, renowned bishops, and nobles with high statuses. Duke of Newcastle was laughing at something behind Gladstone.

Seeing Benjamin's murderous gaze, Duke of Newcastle shrank his head and hid behind the crowd.

Gladstone was an experienced veteran in the battlefield, arguing was a basic skill belonging to a politician. He cared about Benjamin's curses, and replied back with a glare.

”I'll call you 'Your Excellency' last time. Please pay attention to your words. The Constitution gives every one of us the right to speak. I'm not impeaching you. I'm only proposing a bill of distrust. Only if it is acknowledged by the majority of the members of the Council will it be considered as an impeachment in the legal sense.”

”You want to go around me? ”Hehe, sorry, I won't fall for your trick. Don't think that everyone else is an idiot …”

Old foxes, two old foxes clashed against each other. As expected, a fight was a plot. In accordance with the rules of the British Constitution, the Prime Minister could not be arbitrarily impeached, and members of Parliament could only plead discredit and demand a parliamentary vote in certain important cases.

Only when more than a majority of MPs choose not to trust the prime minister can the impeachment proceed to a later stage.

Just now, Benjamin had accused Gladstone of impeaching him. This was actually a trap hidden within words, if you dare to admit that there was a violation of the law waiting for you.