Aspirations for Nation and Beauty: Chapter 25: Life hangs by a thread

The noisy noise echoed in the main hall. If it wasn't for seeing all the excited guys with teeth and claws, all well-dressed and fat-headed, it would really make people think that they entered the vegetable market. This is the largest political hall in the Red Palace of Agra. Almost every major decision that determines the future of the kingdom is made here, and it is also a symbol of the entire Indian kingdom.

Movor III leaned back tiredly on the golden chair behind him, his fingers as thick as carrots subconsciously rubbed on the gemstone at the top of the armrest of the big chair, not knowing whether this chair could still sit on it. how long? Mower is not obsessed with this magnificent chair in the eyes of everyone. In his eyes, this is actually a huge burden. He has been full of fear of this chair since he was a child, but his father put this chair. Under him, let himself take on this heavy responsibility that has been weighing him down for so many years. Mower also knows that he is not a qualified monarch. Compared with those tedious government and military affairs, he is more devoted to the appreciation of jewelry. It has always been his deepest dream to become the greatest jewelry appraiser. But he also knows that to realize this dream, maybe he will not be able to do it in his lifetime, unless he gives up the position under him, the nearly 20 million Hyderabad subjects and those allies who are attached to the Hyderabad clan.

Under the tallow candle, black gemstones flashed a bewitching luster. The outside of this large chair made of rosewood as a skeleton was completely wrapped in pure gold, shining golden light and shining brightly. The tops of the two armrests and the The two corners above the chair are inlaid with four longan-sized gemstones in black, red, blue and green, which set off this magnificent deal even more unparalleled in the world. The back of the chair is high, and a walnut-sized luminous pearl on the top of the huge golden bull head statue is shining brilliantly under the light. This is the throne of the king of the Indian kingdom, a unique pure gold chair, the highest symbol of the more than 60 million people of the Indian kingdom.

Regardless of the political significance of this big chair, even if it is purely based on the economic value of this chair, it is appalling. Each of Yi's huge gemstones is worth more than 400,000 gold coins, and the entire top spot should be worth more than 2 million gold coins. According to the jeweler, this is actually not the most precious treasure of the Indian royal family. There are countless kinds of rare treasures, and the most precious one is of course the crown worn by the kings of the past dynasties when they were crowned and participated in major events. The crown made of pure gold is inlaid with as many as 160 jewels of different sizes. Among them, the "Star of the Continent" cut from the world-famous "Cullinan" rough diamond inlaid on the top of the crown, this so-called largest diamond on the whole continent weighs 530 carats, which is enough to The light blue color that makes people crazy is the best among rough diamonds. This rough diamond alone is worth three million imperial gold coins, and this unprecedented rare treasure has also become a treasured item in the Indian royal family.

Movor stared blankly at the nobles and ministers who were still arguing endlessly. The fall of the south and the uprising of slaves and poor people in the north caused almost everyone to fall into extreme panic. No one knew how to deal with it. The situation is out of control, especially in the north, several increasingly powerful rebel armies have begun to threaten the safety of the city, many market towns have been razed to the ground, the landlords and nobles have hid in the city, and the merchants It is even more wolf-like, abandoning their property and business, and even fleeing to neighboring countries. The Hall of Parliament has become the best place for mutual accusations and abuse. Here you can freely vent your dissatisfaction with the current situation. Although this will not help to change the current chaotic situation, at least it can make these losses heavy or even become nothing. The nobles gained temporary psychological balance.

Looking at the nobles who are usually arrogant and arrogant, now they are like bereaved dogs, and the atmosphere of panic hangs over the entire hall. Apart from crying and telling each other about the plunder they suffered, they are cursing those damned The untouchables and the Tik, the nobles at this time seem to have completely forgotten the toughness of the day, they just want to seek a compromise, or a decent surrender, in their view, even if the Tik becomes the new master It's better than those untouchable slaves riding on their necks. If the slaves of the past climbed on their heads to **** and pee, this feeling is enough to make people crazy. But it seems that the Tik people are not even willing to give this minimum requirement. The Tik people even rejected any conditions for peace talks, except for unreserved surrender, which was unacceptable to almost all nobles and ministers.

Facing the advancing Tik army in the south and the intensifying uprising of slaves and poor people in the north, it seems that only the central province seems to be relatively calm at the moment, but Movor knows that if the current situation continues, it will take In a few days, the Central Province will become a paradise for rioters, because almost all the troops that can be used have been assembled in the Vad Province to resist the coming Tik invasion army. It won't be long before the untouchables in the central bank who are ready to move will find out this secret. By then, what will happen to the situation, Mower dare not think about it further.

"Marshal Zug, what is the situation now? You said that the Tik army has entered the province of Vad. Why hasn't there been any news from the front line after so many days? What are the Tik people waiting for? In addition, the North The situation is rotten, mobs are raging everywhere, if we don’t respond, I’m afraid the Tik people haven’t called yet, and we’ve all become prisoners of those untouchables, what’s your plan to solve it?” Trying to suppress the anger in his heart, Mowo King Er III stared viciously at the tall, thin, white-haired old man in front of him. Once upon a time, the reputation and prestige of this veteran general who had fought many battles had been completely damaged by the poor performance of the Indian Kingdom army this time. Almost all the nobles in the palace They all stabbed at him with hostile eyes, which made the already trembling Marshal of the Kingdom tremble all over.

"Returning to Your Majesty, although the Tik people's northward marching army has entered the province of Wade, the Mano fortress is indestructible, and there are 200,000 troops stationed there, including the Kingdom's Third Guards. The minister deduces that the Tik people may They are waiting for the arrival of the large army from the east, so there is no further action. As for the situation in the north, well, the kingdom has no spare troops to destroy it now, and the Tanghe people have not heard back so far, so..." Chu Marshal Ge had a helpless bitterness on his face. The kingdom's army, which had been at peace for a long time, had been completely reduced to a low-level local army, unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the country. Can you blame yourself? Military expenditures are decreasing every year, training is getting less and less, and military horses have become the vehicles in front of officials' carriages. Soldiers' salaries have been in arrears for more than half a year. It is already praying to God and worshiping Buddha if there is no mutiny. Who is coming?

There was a clamor in the hall, and a group of nobles howled angrily.

"Damn it Zug, you are shirking responsibility. Are we just waiting here for the Tik to attack us?"

"Your Majesty, let the firing squad come and drag this stupid pig out of Zug and hang him, he will be responsible for all of this!"

"Zug, look at the performance of your army. Has the huge military expenditure allocated by the kingdom fed the dog? Even if it is fed to the dog, it will bite a stranger twice!"

An inexplicable irritability and anger surged from the heart of Merwall III, and it was out of control. The burning anger suddenly became so wild at this moment, even Merwall III himself felt a little surprised, but At this time, he found that he seemed to be unable to control his emotions: "Enough, you stupid asses! Shut up, do you think you can solve the problem by making a noise here? If anyone is here again Give me nonsense ~IndoMTL.com~ I'll **** let him hang me immediately!"

For so many years, I have never seen His Majesty the King, who has always been lazy and gentle, suddenly become so irritable and irritable, and even blurted out foul words. Seeing Mervor III, whose face was a little discolored because of his anger, it seems that everyone is talented. Thinking that His Majesty the King in front of you is the real owner of the kingdom, like a gust of cold wind from the ground suddenly swept across the hall, almost everyone fell silent, lowered their necks and lowered their heads, no one dared to provoke His Majesty the King at this time, It's hard to say whether His Majesty the King will act irrationally in his anger. It would be wrong to send any ignorant guy to the gallows. The hall became abnormally quiet, only the sound of deliberately suppressed breathing could still be faintly heard.

At this moment, Morvor felt an indescribable joy in his heart. This vent finally poured out the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time. Wall III had to return to the current situation after experiencing a short period of happiness.

"Sharma, haven't the messengers sent to the Tanghe people returned yet? It must have been from Lawang. Why is there no news after so long? What about the Yakuan and Luobei people? After calming down, Movor glanced at a group of nobles who bowed their heads in disgust, and turned his hope to his Minister of State. He doesn't have much hope for the Yakuan and Luobei people. Both of them have their own unspeakable secrets. Sending messengers is just a formality. It is the limit to win the support of public opinion. The only hope is Tang. It's a pity that Li Wufeng went to the east. I don't know if the Tanghe people who are not in the coach can give themselves a satisfactory answer.