After the British took control of India, Calcutta became the capital of British India, and began to build railways with Calcutta as the center, improving the surrounding transportation system. However, the failure of the British in Hong Kong forced the British to transfer India, and then the British forces officially withdrew. After leaving Calcutta, we retreated to New Delhi in the north.
The British withdrew from Calcutta, and Indian local forces quickly rose up in Calcutta. They occupied Calcutta in the shortest possible time, reestablished the former Mughal dynasty, and made Calcutta their capital.
The current emperor of the Womol Dynasty is named Prawanddin.
Prawangdin is in his early fifties. He has old injuries on his body due to years of fighting, which makes him look old and twilight, as if he is about to step into a coffin at any time.
In the royal palace, Prawandin sits directly above the hall.
He was dressed gorgeously, with a serious look on his face, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Such a soldier and bandit is definitely not a good person.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
In the main hall, an old man walked out. The old man's name was Gulzari. He was the first person to follow Prawandin. After Prawandin became emperor, he served as the country's interior minister. It was Prawandin who A powerful person under Ding's command.
Gulzari was leaning on a cane, with a stooped back, his hair and beard were all gray, and his eyes were cloudy, as if he was about to be buried. But no one dared to look down upon such a person, because most of the people who opposed him All died before him.
Prawandin opened his eyes and said loudly and forcefully: "That's right."
Gulzhari bowed again and saluted, and said loudly: "Your Majesty has just turned fifty and is still in the prime of spring and autumn. None of the women selected from the whole country in the last batch were pregnant. I sincerely request your Majesty to select young women from all over the country again to fill it." The harem is to pass on the royal bloodline.”
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In the main hall, the noise suddenly broke out.
Countless officials began to discuss the selection of women.
Prawang Dinh has not been emperor for a long time, less than a year, but in this short period of time, he has selected two hundred women from various places. Each time, he selected one hundred women, although one or two hundred women were placed in various places. It can only be said to be a drop in the bucket, but if you choose it once, it will definitely cause uproar and even panic.
Everyone knows that Emperor Prawangdin is old, and Prawangdin has no heirs. After entering the palace, he is likely to be alone for the rest of his life. More importantly, Prawangdin's throne was unjust and not many people were willing to do so.
"Your Majesty, I object."
At this time, another person stood up.
The speaker was about forty years old, his name was Singh, and he was a distant relative of Prawandin.
Singer has an elegant temperament and stands out in the hall.
Prawandin frowned and asked, "Why do you object?"
Singer looked serious and said seriously: "When the country was first established, the people were poor. It is appropriate to be considerate of the people's sentiments and let the people live and work in peace and contentment instead of increasing the burden on the people. If there is another draft, I am afraid it will increase the burden on the people and make it unbearable for the people. If things go on like this , it will definitely cause turmoil."
After Prawangdin heard this, a hint of gloom appeared between his brows.
"That's nonsense."
Gulzari caught a glimpse of Prawandin's expression and felt reassured. Then he flicked his sleeves, showing a look of disdain.
Singer was furious. The old guy proposed the draft purely to please the emperor.
However, this is not good for the country.
Singh looked at Prawanddin and said loudly: "Your Majesty, we have just established a country. This is not the time to enjoy ourselves. Moreover, we are now facing internal and external troubles. There are Xi Yinglong and Xi Changzhen eyeing us. There are also Chinese troops coming to India, and even the British. The army is secretly stationed in New Delhi and will launch an attack at any time. In addition, the people have not yet settled down. Moreover, many forces are complying on the surface but secretly disobeying our orders. Under such circumstances, it is really inappropriate to continue to draft the people. Instead of adding more trouble, the people should be allowed to recuperate and sincerely loyal to us."
"It's really nonsense."
Gulzhari sneered and said: "Your Majesty has fought for the country all his life, worked hard for the country all his life, and even has countless scars on his body, all of which were dedicated to the country. Your Majesty has paid so much, but has no heirs. In this situation Under such circumstances, what is wrong with selecting a few beautiful girls to continue the bloodline? Fortunately, you are still His Majesty’s relative, but you do not consider His Majesty.”
"you,……"
Singer frowned, but found it difficult to refute.
He knew that Gulzari's words were easy for the emperor to accept, but loyal words were hard to hear.
Singh was about to speak again, but he saw Prawandin wave his hand and said in a deep voice: "Gulzali Ai Qing's words are reasonable. I will leave this matter to Ai Qing. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed first and then reported."
"I obey."
Gulzari bowed in agreement, with a smile on his lips.
Singer sighed, his expression full of helplessness.
Prawangdin waved his hand again and said: "If there is something to do, we will go to court. If there is nothing to do, we will retreat."
"Report,."
At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the hall.
A burly man in military uniform quickly ran in. When the man saw Prawangdin, he knelt on the ground with a plop and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Xi Yinglong from Bangladesh is asking for an audience."
"Xi Yinglong is here."
Prawangdin could no longer maintain his composure, and his expression suddenly changed.
There was a flash of light in those slightly narrowed eyes.
"Xuan,."
Prawangdin waved his hand and the man immediately left.
After Gulzhari pondered for a moment, he slowly said: "Your Majesty, I speculate that Xi Yinglong came to Calcutta this time for the sake of the Chinese army. The Chinese army attacked India for the first time, but we jointly killed it and even retreated. In the Nagaland area, later, Chinese President Li Zhen personally led his troops to Nagaland and swept away Nagaland with thunderous means. Now that the Chinese army is so aggressive, it is only natural that Xi Yinglong comes to ask for help."
Prawandin snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "The last time Zhang Zhidong attacked, Xi Yinglong had the opportunity to completely strangle Zhang Zhidong, but it was Xi Yinglong who spared Zhang Zhidong once, and now he comes here on his own initiative and commits suicide. "
Gulzhari smiled slightly and said: "I think Xi Yinglong deliberately bypassed Zhang Zhidong. Just imagine, if Xi Yinglong really killed Zhang Zhidong, it would be a life-and-death situation with Li Zhen, and the spearhead of the Chinese army would definitely It will target Xi Yinglong and Xi Changzhen, but Zhang Zhidong was not killed, but was defeated and returned to Nagaland. Then, the targets of the Chinese army's attack are the British, the Dynasty and the Xi Yinglong brothers. It is not surprising that Xi Yinglong has this idea."
Although Singh looked down on Gulzari's flattery, he knew that the old guy Gulzari was talented.
He nodded in agreement and echoed: "What Mr. Gulzhari said makes sense. I think that this time Xi Yinglong comes to ask for help, we can take advantage of the situation to gain more benefits. Moreover, by letting Xi Yinglong take the main attack, we can avoid a head-on confrontation with Li Zhen."
Prawandin nodded and agreed with Singh's suggestion.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the hall, and Xi Yinglong strode over in a black suit.
