honor me as god

Chapter 540
As soon as Bolton left Danyu City and returned to the palace, he was immediately summoned by Perseus.

In the palace hall, except for the second prince Andre who is still recovering from illness, all the high-level personnel involved in the decision-making of the Danyu City incident are here.

Perseus had already listened to the whole report, and he seemed to be frozen at this moment, sitting motionless on the throne, staring straight ahead at Bolton, who was kneeling on one knee.

The surrounding atmosphere was dead silent, everyone's eyes were wide open, cold sweat kept pouring out of their foreheads, and it seemed that they could even hear heavy breathing and heartbeat.

After an unknown amount of time, Perseus finally moved. He leaned forward slightly, his dark pupils almost covering the entire iris, and his voice was so low that it was hard to distinguish: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Kneeling on one knee, Bolton lowered his eyes and said silently: "I failed to burn the straw, and I failed to plant the blood essence grass. I gave the 36 tons of grain to the common people."

Perseus fell into a long silence again. After a while, he waved to Bolton: "You, you, you come up, come up, come up to me and talk."

Bolton got up and stepped up the steps, walked to Perseus's side, and was about to say it again when suddenly a black shadow flashed by.

"Smack!!!" Bolton was slapped hard on the face, the huge force directly blasted the flesh on his cheek, blood gushed out, and he rolled down the steps in embarrassment.

"Do you know what you did??!" Perseus was so angry that his eyes were red, he went down the steps and grabbed Bolton by the collar, and slapped him so that the other cheek was covered with blood , roaring like a manic lion, "I gave you an order to plant blood essence grass at all costs, and even gave you a blank handbook, why did you do this to me?!"

Enduring the severe pain, Bolton gritted his teeth and said, "If you replant blood essence grass in the Danyu Plain, there will be a food shortage period of up to eight months, but the food I brought is only so small, it is only enough for the people of Danyu City to eat two meals a day." months. If the wheat stalks in the fields are burned, and there will be no food for the next six months, what do you ask the people to do?!"

Perseus glared angrily and roared: "You ask me what to do? I ask you what to do! If you don't grow blood essence grass, when the millions of infected people in the epidemic areas of the kingdom get out of control, the entire Dogolande will be wiped out." disaster!"

"A country or a city, which is more important? You have been a general for so many years, and you don't even have the ability to judge?! You only see a few people in Danyu City, and the hundreds of millions of people in the whole kingdom! Can't even see it?!"

Bolton had already been so angry in Danyu City that he was so aggrieved that he had nowhere to vent his anger. At this time, his temper broke out completely, and he shouted back at Perseus: "The soldiers I brought out are not used to beat my own people. of!"

"Those civilians are so hungry that they eat unripe green wheat ears and gnaw raw wheat stalks in the fields. Many of them are children who have not yet grown up! Do you want me to ignore these people and burn them to death? Hui, are you satisfied with this?!"

Perseus shook his arm, shook Bolton vigorously, and asked: "You are soft now, how to solve the problem? Where can I get the blood essence grass needed to make the purified blood?!"

Bolton pushed Perseus' hand away vigorously, and said angrily, "There are many ways! Steal it! If you can't, go snatch it! Doesn't the Far Eastern Dynasty have a lot of blood essence grass? It's embargoed for us, right? Then fight! Attack!" Enter the Imperial Dynasty and grab the Blood Essence Grass! Or fight until they lift the ban!"

Perseus was so angry that he almost passed his breath: "I really can't believe that this is what a prince said?! In this current situation of internal and external troubles, you still want to start an invasion war? Are you Don’t you want to be happy when you see Dogrand die?!”

Bolton roared: "It's better than it is now! What kind of skill is it to bully civilians?! I would rather be an invader than embarrass the people of the kingdom! Even if I die with the soldiers on the way to attack the Far East, I won't treat myself compatriots wielding butcher knives!"

Perseus was so angry that he pushed Bolton out and shouted, "Come on! Take him off his rank and put him in the dungeon! Don't feed him a drop of water without my order!"

At this moment, the imperial guards present are really hard to be human. Most of them are from orthodox soldiers. Dun personally recommended him, but now he wants to detain the Seventh Prince who has the kindness of knowing him, and he really feels uncomfortable.

But there is no way, no matter how the imperial guards are born, no matter how they are connected with each other, they can only be loyal to one person in this life, and that is His Majesty the King. No matter whether the king's orders are reasonable or not, they are not allowed to disobey or question them.

The nearby imperial guards could only say "offended" to Bolton in a low voice, and then dragged him out.

Bolton was also a man of temper, lost his mind in a fit of rage, and directly yelled at Perseus: "Tyrant! Cold-blooded and ruthless, he has abandoned his own compatriots, and now he can't even listen to his son's heartfelt words! It must have died in your hands!"

Perseus only felt a rush of blood rushing straight to the top of his head. He snatched the sword of a royal guard with his backhand, and stabbed Bolton furiously: "You're looking for death!!!"

The ministers and the imperial guards were all terrified and rushed forward one after another.

Lan Xian and the others hurriedly grabbed Perseus, pulling his arms, and pressing his sword.

The imperial guard hurriedly pulled Bolton out of the reach of the long sword, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Bolton's temper was as stubborn as a cow, he didn't know how to advance or retreat, and he didn't know how to measure. He kicked away the imperial guards, put his neck directly on Perseus' sword, and cursed: "Put on! Keep on pretending! More than 600 You can disregard the life and death of thousands of people, what can I be in your eyes? Tyrant, kill me if you have the guts! Come on!!!"

The veins on Perseus's forehead were twitching violently, and his eyes were as red as a raging lion. If the minister and the imperial guards hadn't pulled him desperately, the long sword in his hand would have pierced Bolton long ago.

Sting was trembling with anger, slapped Bolton suddenly, grabbed his collar and shouted: "He is your father! The father who raised you up!! You talk to him like that??! !"

Before Bolton could speak, he suddenly heard a "clang".

I saw the long sword in Perseus's hand fell to the ground, his hands couldn't stop shaking, his face was so pale that there was no blood, he covered his heart in pain, and his whole body collapsed.

"Your Majesty?!" The ministers panicked, hurriedly supported Perseus, and shouted in panic, "Hurry up and call the doctor!!!"

If Bolton’s blood was on fire just now, it was like a dynamite barrel being ignited, but now Perseus suddenly fell ill and fell to the ground. This scene was like pouring cold water on his head. Front: "Father?"

"Slap!!!" Just as Bolton ran out, he was knocked to the ground by Sting's slap.

Steen was also so nervous that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he still maintained his basic rationality. He pointed at Bolton's nose and cursed: "Get out! Don't let His Majesty see you! Go to the dungeon and reflect on yourself. If you dare to escape , I will beat you to death with my own hands!"

(End of this chapter)