Voting with a show of hands is the oldest, oldest and most humiliating way of voting in human history. It is different from paper ballots and even more different from anonymous slips. This ancient voting method Making a choice, the chosen person can feel the glory and humiliation of each vote.
Why hasn’t the British Parliament promoted paper ballots or anonymous slip voting so far? In fact, it is not impossible to make a simple mechanical transmission device and use buttons to replace raising hands. This has no technical content at all.
But the powerful British Parliament is unwilling to change even a little bit. You can say that they are following tradition, or you can say that they deliberately use this method to show the world the cruelty of the political arena. More importantly, this original voting method is actually more effective. fair.
The elected person can see with his own eyes everyone who agrees with him and those who oppose him. The attitude of others towards you is completely displayed in public.
Maybe you will be pleasantly surprised that people who originally did not agree with you actually choose to support you on certain issues.
Maybe you will be angry, angry that those who originally wore the same pants as you actually chose to betray at the critical moment.
There is no cover at all, all the masks are torn to pieces, what does it look like underneath? Everyone can see it clearly.
When the speaker announced the start of the vote by show of hands, the shadow cabinet members led by Gladstone raised their arms in unison, like flags fluttering in the wind, and the Liberal Party MPs were eager to raise their arms. Stab it to the roof.
The moment that frightened Benjamin finally arrived. Rebels finally appeared in his camp. Three Tory members actually raised their arms, but at that moment none of them dared to meet Benjamin's eyes.
"You..." Before the angry Benjamin could curse, the scene that followed left him speechless.
Arms were raised one after another, and countless traitors appeared on a large scale in the Tories and Whigs. None of these familiar faces dared to look at Benjamin.
The atmosphere is extremely depressing, and there are more and more rebels. At this moment, even the irrelevant members of parliament and nobles who are watching the battle at the door have raised their arms. They know that they have no right to vote, but at this moment they must Use practical actions to express your disappointment with the Prime Minister.
Do you still need to count? The Speaker and the Justices looked at each other. Two-thirds of the 600-strong House of Commons had raised their hands to vote in favor of Gladstone's no-confidence motion, which meant that the impeachment had now taken effect.
The justice sighed, "God bless our country! In the name of the Constitution, I declare that the shadow cabinet's impeachment...is officially passed!"
"Long live!" The Liberal Party suddenly roared. They actually succeeded. The long-established Tory Party actually lost to the young Liberal Party.
"Long live victory! Form a cabinet! Form a cabinet! Form a cabinet! Form a cabinet! Form a cabinet..." They clapped rhythmically, repeating the word "form a cabinet" back and forth, and the entire House of Commons was completely boiling.
Now even the reporters at the door heard clearly. The crazy reporters finally broke through the soldiers' defense. They broke a hole in the human wall and rushed over with their cameras.
"Quickly take a photo...record this historical moment!"
In front of the camera, Gladstone was not as arrogant as he was after his victory, but Benjamin, who had failed, had a gray face and messy hair on his temples.
Looking at the chaotic scene in front of them, the speaker and the justice wanted to control order but found that they did not even have a gavel to knock on the table. After relatively wry smiles, they could only peek at the queen helplessly.
Only then did I realize that the Queen's expression was very calm, without any disturbance at all. The Queen coughed lightly, and the sound was like a trumpet in the army. The entire chaotic House of Commons fell silent in an instant.
Only then did the Speaker have the opportunity to say, "Your Excellency Prime Minister...according to the procedure, you have up to a week to give a reply. Do you choose to comply with the impeachment case and resign? Or...or are you going to dissolve the Parliament? You can go back and think about it for a few days." Reply again..."
Before the speaker could finish speaking, the stubborn Benjamin suddenly raised his head, "You don't have to wait a week, I will give Congress an answer now..."
"Disraeli..." At this moment, the Queen, who had been watching the battle, suddenly spoke. She called Prime Minister Benjamin's surname affectionately. This was a very intimate term.
"Disraeli, I'm a little tired. Let's have a cup of coffee with me..."
"Your Majesty..." Benjamin opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.
Gladstone and Prince Edward exchanged glances. Looking at the prince's calm and confident gaze, Gladstone knew that the big plan had not changed, but he was secretly happy, but he pretended to be calm and calm.
No one can refuse the Queen's invitation. The lounge on the first floor has been cleared out at this moment, and coffee, black tea, and biscuits are ready. Benjamin walks behind the Queen, his back looking extremely old.
"Oh, God, it's already 11:50... Gentlemen, you can go to the restaurant to get some simple food now. Where is the waiter? Bring some sandwiches and bread sausages to our reporter friends..."
After speaking, Gladstone walked through the crowd with a smile. Wherever he went, people looked at him with great admiration, because everyone knew that he would soon be the Prime Minister of the Empire.
The secretary came close to Gladstone and whispered, "The small lounge on the second floor is ready. Who do you want to see? The head of state of the Chinese people is in the royal lounge at the moment. Do you want to meet him? Or I can contact you." Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty?"
"No, I can't be so impatient. If I meet the head of state of the Chinese nation and the emperor of the Qing Dynasty now, people will look down on me... By the way, is Gordon here?"
"Sir Gordon? He's here. He's been listening in the corridor. He hasn't spoken a word, and he didn't raise his hand just now..."
"Bring him to see me. If he doesn't come, lie to me..."
The House of Commons finally ended. Emperor Tongzhi, accompanied by Prince Edward, went to enjoy the special lunch together. The two walked slowly while admiring the countless oil paintings and sculptures in the corridor, while listening to the prince's narration of historical allusions. .
The two of them arrived at the royal lounge on the second floor in a short time. The attendant opened the door and Zai Chun just bought a leg and was stunned. He never expected that the master would be here today.
Ever since Manshun exposed King Yi's secret, Emperor Tongzhi had never seen his master. At this moment, when they met at first sight, he felt like he had a thousand words in his chest but no words could be uttered.
But he also knew not to show anything strange. Thinking of this, he quickly walked a few steps and bowed ninety degrees to Xiao Letian.
"Disciple pays his respects to the master!"
