Uncle B of the pirate is invincible

Chapter 337

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something is wrong with Your Majesty..."

Fat like a giant cannonball, the Field Marshal of the Kingdom of Sao screamed 'roll' in panic and entered the palace's meeting hall.

"shut up!"

In the meeting hall, besides Sao XXX sitting high on the throne, there were more than a dozen ornately dressed ministers. Hearing the screams of the cannonball marshal, the first one standing under the left hand of Sao XXX was old enough to be with the old man. The white-bearded minister who was rivaled by the king immediately yelled loudly, shaking everyone including King Sao XIII, and his spirit was as strong as that of a young man.

"The prime minister is really old and strong! No wonder he married his tenth wife who is 60 years younger than him last month." Everyone including the king secretly envied him.

The white-bearded minister is the prime minister of the Sao Kingdom, who is under one person and over ten thousand people. He has been following around before the thirtieth king of Sao came to the throne, and he has won the trust of the old king and has a high prestige.

The Prime Minister unobtrusively captured the envy of the crowd, raised the corners of his eyes that were full of creases, resisted the strong desire to share the regimen of health with these old guys immediately, and rolled around on the ground in a serious and frightened way (really Marshal Cannonball, who is too fat to get down) asked sharply: "Marshal Antoine, you are the head of the military directly commanding the Royal Army on behalf of His Majesty, what are you doing in such a panic! And what were you yelling just now?" What’s wrong with His Majesty? Tell me, what’s wrong with His Majesty! What are your intentions!”

It turned out that the Prime Minister and Marshal Antoine of the Cannonball belonged to two factions, and they often fought with each other. At this time, they seized the opportunity of the other party's gaffe in front of the king, so naturally they had to make use of it.

"Fat pig! Thanks to that brat Clarence not paying attention to me, this time I'll let you die without losing your skin!"

The Marshal of Cannonballs is the confidant of Crown Prince Clarence who was killed by Virto.

"No, it's not that His Majesty is in trouble! It's that something is wrong with His Majesty..." Marshal Cannonball was too flustered and was already a little incoherent.

"shut up!"

The Prime Minister once again yelled at Marshal Cannonball.

Seeing his old opponent in such a mess, he felt as if he had eaten a popsicle with red beans in the dog days, and his stomach felt refreshed.

"Your Majesty, Antoine acted insanely and spoke incoherently. I believe that there must be a conspiracy. Please order Antoine to be dismissed from his post and handed over to the minister for strict interrogation to find out the truth!"

The Prime Minister adhered to the principle of beating dogs to death, and immediately nailed the coffin of Marshal Cannonball.

Sao Thirty heard that his forehead, which was already full of wrinkles, was wrinkled again, and his heart was filled with boredom.

He is well aware of the open and secret struggle between the prime minister's faction and the crown prince's faction, but one side is an old partner, the other side is a son, the palms and backs of which are full of flesh, Sao XIII is old and just wants to spend the rest of his life in peace, so in the past it was just a relationship Or pretend not to see it.But Marshal Cannonball was too outrageous today, what he said made him, an old man with a half body like dirt, very unhappy, and he wanted to punish him severely.Now that the Prime Minister is cooperating, even if he knows that the other party is a party to attack differences, he is happy to push the boat along and let this annoying cannonball disappear from his eyes, and it is also a warning to the crown prince who has been too active recently.

It looked very long, but all the joints were clearly visualized in Sao XIII's mind in the blink of an eye.I saw the king's cloudy eyes stare, and said in a cold tone: "Come here..."

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Clarence, was brutally murdered!"

The miserable cry of Marshal Cannonball choked back all the words Sao XIII had not finished speaking.

"Antoine, what are you going crazy for!" After being taken aback for a moment, the old king growled angrily at the tearful Marshal of Cannonball.

But the Prime Minister, who was secretly rejoicing at the success of the scheme, suddenly felt his scalp turn cold and his hairs stand on end.He never dreamed that such words would come from Antoine's mouth.

"Is this ugly fat man really crazy? How dare he speak ill of his master Clarence, the kid? Or say it in front of the king, doesn't he know that he will lose his head?" The more the Prime Minister thought about it, the more he felt that the matter was not simple , Thinking about it, a thought that can be called outrageous came up: "This fat man can't tell the truth, right? Clarence kid is dead? He is the only son of the king, the only adult heir. If he dies, then kingdom…"

The Prime Minister's palms were sweating suddenly.He didn't want to think about it any further, but his family was flourishing and the royal family was thin and there was only one male in three generations, and the youngest one was still breastfeeding, but he couldn't think about it.

Taking a peek at Sao XIII, who had a ferocious expression but cloudy and terrified eyes, the Prime Minister suddenly felt that not only his palms but also his back were sweating.

"As long as he is too sad to die..." The Prime Minister was so upset that he could hardly control himself.

Marshal Cannonball was not as thoughtful as the Prime Minister. He collapsed immediately after receiving the news of the death of the crown prince from General Buck Yat.After finally recovering his breath, after the desperate interrogation that almost strangled the reporting soldier to death, he finally confirmed that the crown prince was dead and the backer fell down.The marshal of the cannonball could only rush into the palace under the strange eyes of his subordinates and report the terrible news.

Until now, his head has been in a daze, otherwise, as the main force in the confrontation with the prime minister in the past, he would have thought of a hundred reasons to refute the prime minister's obvious framing.But at this moment, he lost all his sanity, so he could only 'roll' on the ground and wailed loudly to King Sao XIII, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow It's Denton's subordinate, Virgo!"

"Dead, dead, that's all, my Clarence?"

Sao XIII was slumped on the throne. In fact, he knew that the matter might be true when Marshal Cannonball just spoke, because this fat man holding Clarence's thigh would definitely not dare to curse his master.The roar was only because of too much fear and a subconscious reaction of unwillingness to accept the facts, so when Marshal Cannonball confirmed again, the spirit of Sao XXX was on the verge of collapse.

"Where is Virgo, the murderer who murdered the crown prince? Where is Denton? What's going on? Antoine, please explain clearly!" Seeing Sao XXX, the prime minister's old eyes burst out like never before The brilliance of the cannonballs repeatedly questioned the marshal.

Marshal Cannonball dared not hide anything, so he quickly told everything he knew.

"Your Majesty, I believe that there must be a huge conspiracy in the murder of the crown prince. We should immediately send people to arrest the murderers Virgo, Denton and everyone related to them, torture and interrogate them, and find out the truth!" Advise the old king.

"Yes! Catch the murderer and avenge Clarence!" Sao XIII muttered to himself with a strange flush on his disheveled face after hearing the prime minister's words.

"Yes, that's it, the sadder and angrier the better!" A distorted smile appeared in the prime minister's heart.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something is wrong with Your Majesty..."

At this moment, a more tragic voice than the cannonball marshal came from outside the chamber.

(End of this chapter)