Chapter 456: 456: Work hard to complete the KPI (thirty-six) [seeking monthly ticket]
Chapter 456 456: Work hard to complete kpi (thirty-six) [Asking for monthly votes]
Capital City, Royal Court.
A man with gray beard and hair, but still a burly figure, sat casually on a throne covered with insect skins. Underneath were his ministers and sons, and at this moment, they were quarreling over the same thing. He
Drinking wine, he held the hottest Manu in his arms with his other hand, and looked at all the faces below with half-squinted eyes.
Su Shiyilu had a high position and was standing at the front, but at this time his face was ashen and his fists were clenched tightly.
The other ministers and nobles could not wait to roll up their sleeves or pick up their swords to fight with others, and the whole court was in chaos.
"Pfft——"
Seeing the excitement, Wang suddenly burst into laughter.
The voice was not loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of the courtiers who focused on him, and everyone apologized in fear.
Wang said: "Why don't we stop arguing?"
No one dared to say anything.
Although the king above his head has entered his twilight years, his strong and powerful body is no longer majestic after several years of drinking and beauty, and his temperament has gradually deviated from his original intention, but his residual power is still there. Before he fell completely, there was no one
Dare to challenge authority.
A simple word silenced everyone.
Wang asked: "Will there be any results from the quarrel?"
No one in the crowd dared to act like this guy.
The king's eyes swept over the eleven sons one by one.
They are both his adult sons.
Each has his own temperament and ambition.
As for the twelve princes of the queen, they are still traveling outside. I heard from Su Shiyilu that they may have been plotted by the fifth and seventh sons, and even the third son had a share, resulting in their whereabouts unknown. But the king did not show any punishment.
The meaning of three sons.
This is also one of the reasons why the other party's face is ashen.
The king raised his neck and drank the wine in the cup: "Which warrior is willing to go out with Gu to defeat Yonggu Pass?"
Eleven sons competed to perform.
I'm afraid I'll be a step too late for any of my brothers.
However, Su Shiyilu, who controlled part of the military power, still did not speak. Apparently, he was still holding fire in his heart and refused to contribute.
"Aru, which of my sons do you think is suitable?"
Su Shiyilu said: "Of course he is the Twelve Princes."
He doesn't hide his bad face at all.
Wang sighed: "But Twelve is still traveling..."
Su Shiyilu stared blankly.
I want to roar if I hold something inside.
King Mingming clearly knew that the possible situation of the Twelve Princes was the secret manipulation of several other princes, but this time he seemed to be alright? This time he sent troops to permanently strengthen the pass, which can be said to be fully prepared, plus they spent a lot of money and
The well-placed informants also sent back news that the border barrier was at its weakest in decades, and that if troops were sent in at this moment, they would be able to level it!
Is this an opportunity that dozens of black men have been waiting for?
Once successful, it will be a great achievement.
Wenwen is the next crown prince.
But, what about the Twelve Princes?
Su Shiyilu didn't want to make wedding clothes for these despicable bastards, let alone these bastards who wanted to kill themselves...
"...Isn't it possible that Twelve won't be able to come back in time?"
Su Shiyilu scratched his neck.
"Then please ask your Majesty to send someone to recall him."
The king frowned and was not even interested in the beauty exuding youthfulness in his arms. He raised his hand to push her away and asked with a hint of anger: "Su Shiyilu, do you still look like a courtier?" He was filled with murderous intent.
The breath of intention pressed towards the latter.
Su Shiyilu did not mobilize his breath to fight.
But with a livid face, he said stubbornly: "Of course I am your minister, your Majesty, and I regard the Shiwu Plan as my lifelong pursuit. However, brothers are at war with each other and have been destroyed due to internal fighting over the legitimate heirs. Twelve is your most noble one.
Heir!"
The king had a sullen face.
To be honest, he didn't care much about the life and death of his younger son. He didn't value the woman's bloodline at all.
Whether he is the son of the great queen, the son of a manu, or even the son of a dancer, a singer, or a prostitute...it doesn't matter to him, because it is his bloodline that determines whether a child is noble or inferior. He is noble, he is
The child is noble!
For the eldest queen, this is her only son, but for him, he has eleven sons who are adults and very capable. After the twelve princes, there are about twenty young sons, and even
I also have forty or fifty daughters.
These are all things that have survived.
Dozens more died due to various reasons.
There is nothing "noblest" about these children.
His position and inheritance can be given to whomever he wants.
Su Shiyilu was ignorant again and again...
Fortunately, he was also a little impatient.
Su Shiyilu: "Please, Your Majesty, recall the twelve princes."
The king took a deep breath: "Okay."
Shiwu's most elite military power is in the hands of Su Shiyilu. No matter how unhappy the king is, he can't completely piss him off: "But this matter must be done as soon as possible, and the deadline is seven days. If Lao Twelve hasn't come back... Huh, it's a delay.
Fighter, he is the sinner."
Su Shiyilu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Now it was the other princes' turn to look livid.
The peach that was about to be obtained was stopped by someone, and it was already a good behavior for the old man Su Shiyilu not to curse...
However, seven days is seven days.
After the court meeting dispersed, the prestigious third prince stepped forward and said angrily: "We can't delay our plan of more than a hundred years. But traveling as an adult is so unexpected, and it's also true that I can't contact my twelfth brother for a while.
Commonplace.”
Su Shiyilu was disdainful and didn't even give him a straight look.
He said scornfully: "This is not a problem for Your Highness. Speaking of delays, what can be better than brotherly discord? Today you destroy my tribe, and tomorrow I will slaughter your tribe. Although there are many people who support Your Highness, there are still many people who support Your Highness.
You can’t bear the loss one after another, right?”
This is what Minghuanghuang said. The recent massacres of tribes were due to internal fighting between several princes. Among them, the third prince suffered the most serious losses. Two of them were killed already. They were all on a relatively large scale and cost a lot of money.
Recruited through hard work.
Su Shiyilu mocked: "If you have the time to covet something that does not belong to you, it is better to clamp your tail and manage those three melons and two dates well to ensure a rich life. When the new king comes to the throne, he will serve the three generations of ancestors and grandsons."
His mother took him and raised him."
Most of the king's women are of low status, and quite a few of them were stolen from him by conquering other tribes. Among them is the third prince's mother. Their status is higher than that of man slaves and female slaves, but they are still essentially "trophies."
.
The third prince was laughed at so much that his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Su Shiyilu snorted coldly.
Feel confident.
The movement here was also noticed by the other princes. Speaking of "blood" alone, they were all within the range of Su Shiyilu's map cannon. The third child was ridiculed, and their faces were dull, and one of them laughed: "Then look forward to it
The twelfth brother is back alive."
Su Shiyilu suddenly stared at him.
"How long can a tiger with its teeth pulled out be arrogant?" The one who was stared at was not afraid, "If the twelfth brother has a shortcoming, it must be your uncle, who has too many karma. Third brother, let's
Let’s go have a drink and have some fun.”
The third prince looked rejuvenated.
"walk."
The other princes had different expressions.
Several people present had taken action against the twelfth brother and were well aware of the latter's situation. There was nothing they could do. It was not that they were cruel, but that they also wanted to save their lives and had ambitions.
Based on Su Shiyilu's attitude towards them, once the twelfth brother comes to power, none of them will survive!
Several princes had a private banquet.
One person asked: "Twelve's body has not been found yet?"
"Most likely he escaped using secret methods, but we have sent people on the only way. If he dares to show up, he will die!"
