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04-19-2019, 03:01 PM
Imperial Kingdom of Hôinôm | Alvan 4, 1596
"Welcome", Quân Công Trai said. "This old house may not be impressive, but it is certainly better that the place where we met previously". He ended the sentence with a not very convincing smile. But he seemed calm and relaxed, despite his paradoxical personal situation.
A situation that he couldn't himself imagine. A year ago, he was still one of the most prominent revolutionary leaders. Now, in a twist of fate, after several months in a Hoinomese prison, he found himself leading the largest political group in the Imperial parliament, his former comrades had labelled him as a traitor and sentenced him to death in absentia.
There was not way back then. Still, his situation was uncertain. Although the government had released him and put him in a relaxed house arrest during the electoral campaign, it was not clear -only two weeks before the inauguration of the new parliament- if he was going to be allowed to take his seat, as it was pending of a general amnesty which details were not officially public.
Kim Công Dùc smiled back. His smiled seemed more sincere but less confident.
"The travel was comfortable enough, giving the circumstances", Kim replied. "Going here, one realizes how much things have changed and remain the same in the last years at the same time. How are you doing?".
"I don't complain", Quân replied. "Things must change immediately but, for now, that attention by the press is both pleasant and exhausting. How are things going in Hôi Luỳên, in your opinion?".
"I'm pretty sure that you have good information how everything is going", Kim answered. "However, as you know, two days ago I could meet the Empress in the palace".
"As you may understand", Kim continued, "she was not exactly receptive on many things we discussed. But I think we're going in the right direction. We are working so the government is able to pass all those decrees before the end of the week without changes in the provisional drafts".
"I wish I was as an optimist as you are", Quân replied. "Many things should change. We have not come this long way for a parliament under tutelage".
"As you can imagine", Kim replied. "That's never going to be my goal. I have gone through many things that you couldn't be able to understand", he added, and his face seemed more rigid for a minute. Kim Công Dùc had been a member of the Hoinomese parliament for almost nine years, which in other parliamentary nations wouldn't be that long, but it was certainly in Hôinôm for a member of the parliamentary liberal faction as Kim was. An experience that Quân Công Trai lacked.
Obviously, Quân disagreed about the importance of such experience. After all, Kim had never moved outwardly besides the law. He had not known exile or long-term imprisonment, and he had never challenged the authority of the state. It was not long ago when he considered men like him no other thing but political enemies. But in the current circumstances, Quân understood that he needed people like him to advance their political goals now.
"Any kind of referendum or plebistice is rather impossible in the current situation", Kim added. "For different reasons, I don't think they are wrong though. But we have a chance and we can ignore it, it is possible to build something new".
"What our country needs", Kim continued, "is collective intelligence. I don't think we should find in the crown an enemy for now. What we need now, it's a program of governance. If we advance, the country will moved toward us".
"I'm not in easy situation, as you may understand", Quân replied. "I'm not alone on this. Many people have suffered too much, too many casualties and too much blood, to go back to old business as if nothing had happened. I don't care about promises and good words anymore. I will only believe in actions".
"Until I don't see that", Quân continued, "nothing will change".
"Welcome", Quân Công Trai said. "This old house may not be impressive, but it is certainly better that the place where we met previously". He ended the sentence with a not very convincing smile. But he seemed calm and relaxed, despite his paradoxical personal situation.
A situation that he couldn't himself imagine. A year ago, he was still one of the most prominent revolutionary leaders. Now, in a twist of fate, after several months in a Hoinomese prison, he found himself leading the largest political group in the Imperial parliament, his former comrades had labelled him as a traitor and sentenced him to death in absentia.
There was not way back then. Still, his situation was uncertain. Although the government had released him and put him in a relaxed house arrest during the electoral campaign, it was not clear -only two weeks before the inauguration of the new parliament- if he was going to be allowed to take his seat, as it was pending of a general amnesty which details were not officially public.
Kim Công Dùc smiled back. His smiled seemed more sincere but less confident.
"The travel was comfortable enough, giving the circumstances", Kim replied. "Going here, one realizes how much things have changed and remain the same in the last years at the same time. How are you doing?".
"I don't complain", Quân replied. "Things must change immediately but, for now, that attention by the press is both pleasant and exhausting. How are things going in Hôi Luỳên, in your opinion?".
"I'm pretty sure that you have good information how everything is going", Kim answered. "However, as you know, two days ago I could meet the Empress in the palace".
"As you may understand", Kim continued, "she was not exactly receptive on many things we discussed. But I think we're going in the right direction. We are working so the government is able to pass all those decrees before the end of the week without changes in the provisional drafts".
"I wish I was as an optimist as you are", Quân replied. "Many things should change. We have not come this long way for a parliament under tutelage".
"As you can imagine", Kim replied. "That's never going to be my goal. I have gone through many things that you couldn't be able to understand", he added, and his face seemed more rigid for a minute. Kim Công Dùc had been a member of the Hoinomese parliament for almost nine years, which in other parliamentary nations wouldn't be that long, but it was certainly in Hôinôm for a member of the parliamentary liberal faction as Kim was. An experience that Quân Công Trai lacked.
Obviously, Quân disagreed about the importance of such experience. After all, Kim had never moved outwardly besides the law. He had not known exile or long-term imprisonment, and he had never challenged the authority of the state. It was not long ago when he considered men like him no other thing but political enemies. But in the current circumstances, Quân understood that he needed people like him to advance their political goals now.
"Any kind of referendum or plebistice is rather impossible in the current situation", Kim added. "For different reasons, I don't think they are wrong though. But we have a chance and we can ignore it, it is possible to build something new".
"What our country needs", Kim continued, "is collective intelligence. I don't think we should find in the crown an enemy for now. What we need now, it's a program of governance. If we advance, the country will moved toward us".
"I'm not in easy situation, as you may understand", Quân replied. "I'm not alone on this. Many people have suffered too much, too many casualties and too much blood, to go back to old business as if nothing had happened. I don't care about promises and good words anymore. I will only believe in actions".
"Until I don't see that", Quân continued, "nothing will change".