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697 Close the door and beat the dog (7)

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People hurriedly walked on the street, and acquaintances only dared to look at each other once they met, and then passed each other in a hurry, only daring to signal each other with their eyes. www.caihongwenxue.comA strange atmosphere envelopes the entire Palawan Kyoto

An out-of-control army is more terrifying than any natural disaster, but now it is not only a problem of war, but also due to some unknown reasons. For example, since the unknown so-called Marquis of Burkeda became the Minister of Military Affairs, the city has been plunged into terror and tension. atmosphere,

This little nobleman from the south suddenly ascended to a high position, and soon revealed his nature as a nouveau riche. The entire Kyoto was under his threat. The people of Kyoto who used to be aloof and aloof now had to look down on their faces. The flattering flattery soon made this little southern nobleman forget himself.

"Your Highness, Kyoto shouldn't be like this." In a recent court meeting, this young southern nobleman who had just become Minister of Military Affairs asked the second prince in surprise, "In my understanding, since it is Kyoto, it is It should be a place where the people respect their rulers, serve the rulers, and feel extremely glorious.

"And when I was there, all I saw was a group of idle homeless people gathering in streets, taverns, and unsightly courtyards, talking loudly and wantonly about noble superiors. Can this kind of situation be allowed?"

"Oh, really? Will something like this happen?"

Sitting on the prison crown prince's seat, which was actually a throne modified from a king's throne, the second prince Harauskos deliberately pretended to be surprised and looked at the new military minister.

Of course he, a little southern aristocrat, wanted to do it. Just like the nouveau riche don't like people mentioning the embarrassing things they did when they were down, this little southern aristocrat also had the same feeling.

Since the rebellion, the second prince Harauskos has begun to pay attention to the rumors in the market, and his evaluation is always one-sided criticism. It is time for these citizens who are used to talking casually to take care of it. Although the rumors in the market It won't have any actual lethality, but it's not a happy thing to always hear names and unpleasant words together.

Due to his status, Harlauskes used to hate being the subject of discussion by ordinary citizens, but he had to pretend to be magnanimous. Now that someone is willing to be this villain, Harlauskes is happy to enjoy the benefits.

"Mr. Bodak, I have some good advice to say." The second prince waved his hand with a look full of absolute trust, which made this little southern nobleman feel like spring breeze. He was even a little excited and said in his heart, "Such an honor. Not even the most boastful ancestor in the family tree has ever done so.”

Sure enough, this little southern aristocrat seemed a little out of control in his ecstatic mood.

He said in a completely showy tone in front of the room full of upstarts, "I believe that the noble ones are the masters of the world and the arms that His Highness relies on most. They should not become those vulgar and despicable commoners on the streets and roads. There is no difference between teasing the target of ridicule and talking about His Highness."

Marquis Bodak paused and said angrily, "During my stay in Kyoto, I have heard inappropriate remarks more than once. I think this is a terrible phenomenon. The reason why I, Rui Erdian, am in the north It failed completely because the lords there were too indulgent towards the common people. In order to restore the prestige of Kyoto, we must make Kyoto a local example, otherwise it will show the status of Kyoto."

If it were in my previous territory, if anyone dared to talk about the adults so ungratefully, the result would be to be hanged on a cross stake, but here. . . . . . . "

Marquis Bodak's expression was hesitant to speak, and his bulging eyes looked at the second prince, obviously waiting for the second prince to express his position.

"Hang..." The second prince rolled his eyes and cursed secretly. This guy really regarded this place as a small place in the south, but he still showed hesitation on his face.

"I'm afraid it's very difficult. Kyoto has a population of more than 600,000. Even if all the trees planted in Kyoto are turned into crosses, I'm afraid it won't be able to meet your needs."

"Then let's issue a decree instead," the little southern noble said regretfully. It seemed that people were not hanged, which was a very sad thing.

"Everything will be done according to your wishes. I have absolute trust in you." The second prince nodded with an extremely sure look on his face, looking like a harmonious king and minister.

Faced with the unruly behavior of this little nobleman, the second prince Harauskos, who was in urgent need of third-party support and new military assistance, naturally turned a blind eye.

In his eyes, these so-called prohibited orders are really no big deal. In this troubled world, the military comes first.

This little southern aristocrat, who has gained some psychological satisfaction, has agreed to send an 80,000-strong army to the west of Palavon, echoing the Kyoto garrison and jointly dealing with the pressure of the crusade. This is what is needed.

Soon, some measures were banned, such as banning content related to state affairs, banning gatherings on the streets to discuss, banning mutual gatherings, etc. . . . . . . Wait for a series of inexplicable notices to appear in the streets and alleys of Palavon.

There is a depressing and heavy atmosphere permeating the sky above the city of Palaven, as if before the heavy rain comes, dark clouds have covered the blue sky and the end is imminent. Even the boldest residents dare not approach the wandering patrols.

Whenever there are more than three people gathering, patrol officers with weapons in their hands will walk away with cold faces and shout at people to disperse, otherwise there will be screams of skin and flesh being torn apart.

No. 79, Fir Cableway, southeast of Paraven, is a manor surrounded by creepers and vines. On the outside, it is no different from the nearby manors.

The only difference is that a golden falcon flag is flying above the tallest building in the yard, indicating that this villa is the Falcon Dynasty's office in Paraven.

Its predecessor was an asset of the Business Alliance in Paraven. For work needs, Fatty handed this manor to Lidaku.

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