blackstone code

Chapter 502 Old King

The leader of the Al-Shabab in Nagalil, Mumbai province was driving the dilapidated and untransportable car that was sold to Nagalil more than ten years ago in the driving school to try to master the complicated posture skills. Something big is happening.

In the royal capital of Nagalil, the provincial governors from all provinces of the whole country gathered together. Even the federal people were very curious about what changes their meeting would bring, and sent some reporters to find out information.

Sometimes reporters are easier to use than agents, at least as long as they don't cause riots.

In the resplendent palace, the most honorable people of Nagalil gathered together. These provincial governors, including the king, actually did not look like the tyrants and dictators imagined by the common people of the Federation.

Each of them is actually quite "elegant". There is no such word as elegant here, but the meaning is very accurate.

They don't have the kind of vicious appearance, and they don't have the greatest aura in the sky and the earth. They are very gentle, which is actually related to the religious culture of Nagalil.

It is very difficult for the ruling class in a country with faith to have a superficial tyrant. Even if there is, he will be converted by religion when he is young, and the religious forces in Nagalil have always been the number one enemy of the regime.

When facing an enemy who is very good at packaging themselves, the provincial governors must also master this technique, at least so that they do not look like bad guys in fairy tales, so that they can rule the people better.

"The last time we met was at your coming-of-age ceremony..." The King of Nagalil looked at Governor Drago with emotion, "I didn't expect 30 years to pass in a flash, and your body looks good. "

The king of Nagalil is an old man who looks about 60 years old. He is very kind, speaks slowly and has a gentle voice, so many people think that Nagalil is now actually "split". , is caused by the weakness of the king.

Only the provincial governors in this room know that this is an old thing that has been acting for decades, since he killed his brothers and sisters and hanged his humble mother, everyone just wants to stay away from him .

But even so, it is said that the death of two provincial governors was related to him. This is a good-looking king who is good at disguising, and has a qualified political quality. In the words of the federal people, how do you say it?

Ah, yes, he is a qualified actor.

Governor Drago bent slightly and kissed the back of the king's hand. After the king withdrew his hand, he touched his tongue with his index and middle fingers, soaked some saliva, and drew a line on Governor Drago's forehead. The invisible horizontal.

This is a typical religious behavior, and it implies that the disaster will stop when it sees this horizontal line, but it makes Drago feel a little disgusted.

The old king didn't know if it was because he didn't brush his teeth or what, his saliva was a bit smelly, and it might last for a while, which made Drago a little annoyed and not easy to attack.

He looked at the old king, carefully looked at every wrinkle on his face, and finally had some smiles on his face, "Yes, you were very young at that time, not like you are now...", his face seemed There was an indescribable provocation in the smiling expression, maybe it was gloating, he shook his head, "...you are old, you are old."

It should be lamenting the ruthlessness of the years, but the provincial governor said the feeling of "you deserve it", but the king's expression did not change.

"Time will not let me go, just like it will not let you go, it is fair to everyone." The king's cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with something called wisdom.

Governor Drago has a different view on this, "Did you know that those foreigners outside actually investigated the average life expectancy on our side, and he said that most of us can only live to be 60 years old."

"But we all know that some people can live longer, and years are not so fair in front of power. Nothing is absolutely fair."

"Maybe I'll live longer, don't you think?"

He was obviously saying that he could get it longer than the old king, but the old king was not angry at all. He used to be able to pretend until the last moment before unveiling his veil, but now that the federal people are watching, he is even less anxious.

His loose eyelids blinked, as if they were about to close their eyes. He looked at Drago and shook his head slightly, "You are right, but it is also possible that I will live longer Some……"

At this point, there was basically no need to continue talking. The two smiled, and then said goodbye and left. Drago, who walked to the distance, glanced back at the old king, with some mocking expressions in his eyes.

The old king has been working hard to gather the power in the hands of the provincial governor over the years. It can be seen from the beginning of his reconstruction of the military system that he wants to unify the entire Nagalil.

But this kind of thinking and behavior is destined to fail. He is fighting against the ruling class of the entire Nagalil. No one supports him, so he can't win, let alone the federal people are coming now.

The federal people will not allow the old king to continue his plans, and it is even more impossible for Nagalil to be fully unified in any sense. They have worked hard for a lifetime, but in the end it has come to naught. Governor Drago just wants to laugh.

With the passage of time, the provincial governors who are rarely seen by people on weekdays have arrived, and the meeting has begun.

In fact, everyone is very clear that they are able to sit together today, and the Federation has made a lot of effort.

After the meeting started, all irrelevant people were expelled, and the old king took the lead in pointing out the theme, "The Federation people want us to show how much we take this matter, so I saw you here, and I have to say that the Federation people are really amazing , They have done something that makes us all feel incredible!"

The people sitting here are not ordinary little characters, they immediately heard the ridicule and sarcasm in the old king's words.

If it weren't for the support of the Federation and their safety, even if they were killed, they wouldn't dare to approach the capital casually, let alone sit here.

But because of the support of the Federation people, they became more courageous. What's more sad, the old king really had nothing to do with the Federation people, and this just contributed to the basis of everyone's meeting this time.

Someone interrupted the old king rudely at this time, "Don't talk about these useless things, let's talk about the things that the federal people asked us to talk about, what do you all think?"

In a word, the scene became quiet again, and the old king who was interrupted was not angry, but just looked at these "subjects" quietly.

No one spoke first, and everyone knew that speaking first meant a "traitor", unless the person who spoke was expressing the exact opposite of what the federal people wanted them to do.

But how is this possible?

It's like everyone knows that there are some traitors here under the guise of patriotism. These traitors will definitely collect some "patriots" information and sell them to their federal masters. The federal people are much worse than the old king. They are Really dare to do it, as long as necessary.

So the eerie silence at the meeting lasted for more than ten minutes. No one spoke, and everyone was secretly watching other people's expressions and movements with their eyes, hoping to find some clues from them.

During the long silence, the corners of the old king's mouth curved slightly, and he sighed faintly, "I heard that some of you used to scold me every day, but look now, you don't even dare to say a word."

"Yeah, you are still young, you can't bear the price you have to pay for saying the wrong thing, I'm old, I dare say."

"I don't know what the federal government wants us to raise the exchange rate of Galilee for, but they must have other purposes (with different ideas from ours), standing on my side, I will not agree Their request, but..."

He said with a smile, "If I say no, some of you will definitely want to persuade me and those who raised objections."

"It's going to make things difficult between us and make other people laugh."

"Everyone, we are facing a severe situation that has never been encountered before. The federal people are quietly taking away our power, but we have nothing to do about it."

"I know that some people here are already serving the Federation, but I'm not afraid to tell you that what the Federation now values ​​is not yourselves, but your status here."

"When one day, the federal people think that you no longer need you to cover up their ambitions and serve them, what they give you will be taken back by them."

"Don't think that everything is safe. Sheep raised by wolves will never be truly safe."

He smiled and dialed the censer beside him, then looked at the thoughtful governors, "I know that Galil's appreciation is inevitable, and I don't mind agreeing to it. And wanted to give a little gift to those of you who already have a new direction."

"You can tell the people behind you that you have tried everything you can think of to convince me and everyone who opposes it here, and we will announce it to the public."

"We have only one purpose in doing this, and that is to make you valuable forever. The Federation will not throw you away when you run out, and we can also ensure that Nagalil is under our control, and there will be more in the future. Opportunity is out of federal control."

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and wiped the remaining water stains on his mouth with a cloud-white handkerchief twisted with gold threads, "This is good for you and us, not bad!"

No one thought that the old king would actually say such a sentence at that time and on this occasion, which made people feel a little unbelievable.

It is very difficult for the rulers to admit their failure. The old king not only admitted it, but he didn't even want the last fig leaf.

He said that the statement was extremely insulting to the provincial governors, but it was very suitable for everyone's needs, and the room fell into silence again for a while
(End of this chapter)