The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 269:
www.lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters of Huang Quan!
Dama was startled. Before she could figure out anything, Feng Zhiwei had already passed by.
The ceremony for the king of the prairie to ascend the throne was not as complicated and formal as that of the Central Plains. Twelve armies formed an array to show their military power, the chiefs of the twelve tribes presented gifts, and Dama placed cheese in a golden basin on the forehead of the new king to show his dignity. Pray for the grassland to be fertile every year, and then show some divine signs, and then everyone eats, drinks, sings, dances, has fun, and holds a grand riding and shooting hunting event, which lasts for three days and three nights, and then it's over.
He Lianzheng came with the power to annihilate the Pixiu clan. He was supported by two brave tribes, the Blue Bear and the Iron Leopard, which shocked the ambitious brothers in the tribe who coveted the throne. They did not dare to act rashly. Everyone's public or private power, They were all guarded without leakage.
There are only eleven left of the twelve armies, which are lined up in a square formation under the high hill. Each one is decorated with gold, green, white, red, blue, black, light gray, dark gray, yellow, Leather armor in eleven colors of moon white and green, with a neat appearance and military power like iron, holding a long curved knife, the tip of the knife is a thick black gold color, spreading out boundlessly in the sun, and falling together, everyone The sea of dazzling light surged, forcing people to dare not open their eyes.
He Lianzheng, wearing a golden robe and a black horse, and a silver fox in a flying cloak, flew down from the high hill with a long laugh. Wherever he passed, everyone suddenly knelt down and put their palms to their foreheads.
Horse hooves flew, splashing the turf and scattering it. Whichever square formation He Lianzheng's horse galloped to, the square formation boldly drew its sword to the sky. In the chorus of "cha-cha", the eleven-color sword light was like practice, and a The layers are like waves, and He Lianzheng is the only one who is riding the waves. Looking down at the tide, all the waves are under his feet.
The prairie men were immediately convinced, and the prairie girls’ eyes were shining.
After a round of reading, the new king ascended the throne. A red felt gold case was spread on the high platform. The patriarchs presented gifts in order of age.
They are just some special products from their respective territories to show that they dedicate the most precious things they need to survive to the new king.
He Lianzheng smiled gracefully and praised every clan leader. Dama Living Buddha sat beside him, with a faint smile on his wrinkled old face.
The last person to come up was Kled, leader of the Firefox clan.
The young man, wearing a flaming red leather robe and black fox fur, makes his face, which is completely different from that of a prairie man, even more charming. His slender eyes are full of smiles, and he holds a piece of gold plate carved in the shape of a flying eagle in his hand. Wujin.
All the clan leaders are envious - there is a Xiaowu gold mine in Fire Fox's territory, so among the twelve tribes, apart from the golden lions, the Fire Fox tribe is the richest.
"Dedicate the most precious treasure that my race relies on to the survival of the noble king." Kled's manner was elegant and humble, holding Ugold high above his head.
He Lianzheng stared at him, slightly curved his lips, and said: "Brother Klie, there is no need to be polite. You are the youngest clan leader of my Huzhuo tribe. In the future, my brothers will rely on you more."
"I am willing to encourage you, your Majesty." Kled stepped back with a smile.
Someone brought a golden basin filled with pure white cheese, and Dama Living Buddha stood up tremblingly.
He Lianzheng turned around and laughed at the female slave beside him: "Why don't you help Dama'ala..."
Before he finished his sentence, his expression suddenly changed, and then everyone saw a faint green color between his eyebrows. He Lianzheng swayed and suddenly fell down as he screamed!
There was an uproar and the clan leaders rushed forward. Dama Living Buddha was shocked and almost knocked over the golden basin.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" The leader of the Blue Bear clan and others gathered around He Lianzheng and shouted repeatedly. Someone rushed into the royal court without stepping on the ground and dragged out the medical officer and witch doctor. These people were sweating profusely and crowded. He came in, hurriedly checking his pulse, holding the shackles, divining, divination, and dancing. He was so busy that he was in a mess, but he couldn't explain Helianzheng's situation at all. After a long while, under the anxious questioning of the patriarchs, Dr. Wang Ting The official stammered: "The king seems...it seems impossible..."
"What's going on?" everyone asked urgently. The chiefs of the Blue Bird and White Deer clans immediately winked at each other, rearranged the royal guards, and formed a tight barrier around the high platform, blocking all the nobles who came to inquire about the news. Off stage.
"Let me see, let me see..." Panting, Living Buddha Dama was helped closer and everyone hurriedly got out of the way. The old speaker carefully looked at He Lianzheng's pale face, feeling a little uncomfortable. I felt his pulse incredulously, closed my eyes for a while and let out a long sigh.
"My child...my child..." the old lama burst into tears, "You shouldn't have gone like this. How could this happen? Are the ominous dark clouds covering your head so early?" ”
These words made the clan chiefs look at each other in confusion. They couldn't help but think of He Lianzheng's disobedience to God's will two days ago and brazenly sentenced himself to whipping. Some people hesitated and said: "Could it be that God is to blame..."
"What gods are blaming!" Someone squeezed in and shouted loudly, "Looking at the king's face, it seems that he was poisoned. Someone was clearly poisonous. Look who has been close to the king today!"
The speaker is Kled.
"My son..." Peony Hua'er and Ba Biao ran up from the stage below, kicking and kicking people all the way. She rushed to hug He Lianzheng and cried, "You are so What's wrong? Everything was fine this morning..."
"Concubine." Jade, who was severely beaten by Chun Yu the day before yesterday and had bruises on his face, squeezed in, rolled Helianzheng's eyelids, and said worriedly: "Don't cry in a hurry, I heard that the Central Plains Anyone who poisons will have the antidote, so it’s better to find the person who poisoned him first and save the king.”
"Who can the king meet this morning?" Although the nobles of the Yin'erji clan below were immediately stopped by the king's army, they could see what had just happened clearly. Someone immediately shouted with straight necks: "He came from the king." Come out directly from the court, aren’t they just the people living together!”
As soon as this sentence came out, there was a moment of silence, and then it exploded like cold water splashing into a hot oil pan.
"Who else can be by the king's side? For three days before and after the concubine's concubine, the concubine was always sleeping with him!"
"Who accompanied the king when he came out of the apse this morning?"
"Concubine!"
"Female slaves are also served!"
"Female slaves can't get close to the king!"
"First call all the female slaves who have served the king this morning!" Gard took it upon himself to give instructions, "torture them severely."
The frightened female slaves were dragged over and shivered on the ground one by one.
"By the grace of the Immortal God, the king's clothes were arranged by the concubine herself this morning."