Chapter 4008 Depose Dongling and support a new king
Several questions in succession resounded in front of the huge golden drum.
Qingge beat the imperial drum again, and its sound spread throughout the Qinglian clan.
She wanted to make the matter bigger and wanted everyone in this clan to hear it clearly! The elders of the seven clans looked at Qing Ge, and they always felt that this strange young man had a bit of flamboyance and charisma about him.
familiar.
But as for where they were familiar, the elders of the Seven Clans couldn't tell for a moment. They just felt like they had known each other before, and it didn't feel like they were meeting for the first time.
The elder of the seven clans pondered for a moment and then said: "Ye Mo Lord, please be patient. There is a Qinglian court meeting today. My king and all the officials of the clan have gone to the regular court meeting."
Qingge half-squinted her eyes, flew up with the soles of her feet, hovered on one side, took out the pure black Broken Edge Bow, pulled out the bowstring, and black light arrows condensed and formed on her fingertips, and the arrows burst out from the string.
When it came out, it was like a huge stone hitting the Qinglian Emperor Drum.
One after another, the sound of drums sounded like an earth-shattering sound, soaring into the sky and spreading in all directions.
The strong wind blew her red robe, and in the depths of her eyes as cold as cold, there was a fleeting dark light! Dongfang of the Qinglian clan, at the court meeting, all the civil and military officials came to give advice, all with the same meaning.
, wants to depose King Qinglian, Aventurine Cod.
Sui Linggui saw that this was an impeachment memorial and was heartbroken. His face turned red and his voice was hoarse: "You! How can you be worthy of being a minister?
My king has just failed to regain his lost strength for the time being, but you want to depose my king?
You are committing the following crime!"
Aventurine sat on the magnificent dragon chair, with only a faint expression on his face and a little tear-like mole at the end of his eye, which sometimes exuded a melancholy atmosphere.
He doesn't look like a decisive king at all, but more like a poet who is sad about spring and autumn.
Sui Linggui was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood in front of Qinglian Baiguan.
She had already guessed that this would be the case during today's regular court meeting.
But she has no way to deal with it, because the impeachment posts of hundreds of officials are true and there is no way to refute them.
It’s just that it was too cruel for Aventurine! In the past two years, Aventurine returned to the Qinglian clan, Sui Linggui retreated behind the scenes, and the Imperial Regent gave way.
Not a single thing in the clan, big or small, is handled by Aventurine.
The officials were quite dissatisfied, and two and a half years later, Aventurine's strength had not yet recovered, and their patience was worn out.
Sui Linggui seemed to be at the end of his strength and was still gritting his teeth and persevering. Compared with her, the real owner of Aventurine Cod was calm enough.
If Aventurine hadn't still had some sense of mission, he would have thought of abdicating his position in favor of someone more worthy, and would have gone on to have a romantic life without waiting for the officials to impeach him.
It has to be said that Aventurine is still a little hurt. After all, the girl he loves has come to three thousand lives. He also promised that man that he would become an upright king and his name would last forever... But he didn't want to be beaten by the ministers of the clan together.
Impeach.
Aventurine lowered his head, looking at the delicate lines on the table, and suddenly thought that if he could take a bite of pear blossom cake at this time, he would be relieved.
"Clan leader."
Aventurine asked.
"Um?
Does my king have any instructions?"
“Is there any pear blossom cake?
I'm hungry."
Sui Linggui's eyes were slightly red. After being strong for a long time, she finally couldn't control herself.
She was responsible for the affairs of the Qinglian clan, and Aventurine never helped, and even blamed her.
Sui Linggui gathered all his emotions, took out the pear blossom cake he always kept, and handed it to Aventurine Cod.
Aventurine enjoyed the pear blossom cake in front of the civil and military officials.
None of the pear blossom cakes made by the cook were good enough for him to like. Only the pear blossom cakes made by the goddess Ye Bilan could barely be eaten.
"Clan Chief Sui, you see, this is our king. He will never do his job properly and never think about the people! More than two years are enough to see a king clearly! The Zhongnan You Clan and the Yucha Vampire Clan are eyeing him, and even the Martial Arts Association
The black market and the black market are putting pressure on us. If we don’t support the new king, our clan will inevitably decline and never regain its glory for thousands of years!”
An elderly minister shouted at the top of his lungs.
Aventurine didn't seem to hear the anger of the old ministers or the disappointment of the officials. He only thought that the pear blossom cake could be more delicious.
Of all the tribesmen in the palace, only Sui Ling returned to recognize him as the king, and he was still struggling to survive.
Sui Linggui looked at Aventurine, who only knew how to eat pear blossom cakes, and suddenly felt exhausted mentally and physically.
She closed her eyes tiredly.
"Chief Sui, please support the new king!"
All the officials knelt down.
Aventurine ate the second pear blossom cake, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.
In winter, when the snow is flying, a towering mountain stands in the wind and rain.
On a night of lightning and thunder, in the simple house, his blood was slowly draining away, and a strange word bloomed to its heart's content.
When the mountain was covered with snow, he heard the girl's hysterical screams. He saw the beautiful girl's body broken like raindrops.
His heart ached and he swallowed the last bite of pear blossom cake.
There was no unnecessary expression on his face, no one knew what was going on in his mind.
In the Chao Hui Hall, Sui Ling opened his clear eyes and said firmly: "Between heaven and earth, in three thousand generations, there has always been only one king, only my king Dongling! Tens of thousands of years ago, in the Battle of Three Tripods, my king fought for
The world is peaceful and I am willing to die.
Ten thousand years of peace were all bought by my king at the risk of his life, but you are so arrogant that you want to cross the river and burn down the bridge?
Can you do such things that go against the purpose of your ancestors?"
No matter how late she is, she will only support one king and one clan until she dies! She can endure hardships for thousands of years without any regrets or regrets. She only wants Qinglian to live in peace for a long time.
"Chief of the Sui clan, my king..." The old minister kept chattering, eloquent, and listed various responsibilities that Aventurine Cod had in his position and failed to carry out his duties.
The ministers knelt on the ground and sighed and begged: "Chief Sui, please support the new king!"
Boom! At this moment, the sound of Qinglian Emperor Drum was heard continuously, so loud that people's eardrums were beating and about to burst.
"What's going on?"
Sui Linggui asked.
The goddess came in a hurry and said: "The new Lord of Demon Abyss, Ye Wuhen, beats the imperial drum and sues the three clans. They are the Hua clan, the Nanshan North clan and the Anbu clan. They are all clans of the Dark Master!"
When the goddess learned that the officials were impeaching her, she was extremely anxious outside, but there was no way she could do it.
Who would have thought that at this time, there would be a foolish young man who not only wanted to beat the royal drum, but also went crazy, making noisy and disturbing everyone! In this way, the matter of deposing the Qinglian King could be delayed, at least until
The next court meeting.
In the Qinglian clan, only formal regular court meetings can impeach our king.
The court meeting is held once every three months! This means that as long as you survive today's deposed event, you can take three months to prepare!