The noisy and noisy echoed in the hall. If you hadn't seen the fangs and claws, you would have thought you had entered the vegetable market. This is the largest political hall in the Agra Red Palace, and almost every major decision that determines the future of the kingdom was made here, and it is also a symbol of the entire Indian and German kingdom.

Movol III leaned on the golden chair behind him tiredly, and his fingers as thick as a carrot subconsciously rubbed the gem at the top of the armrest of the big chair. I wonder how long he could sit on this chair? Movol I was not obsessed with this chair that was brilliant and arrogant in the eyes of everyone. In his eyes, this was actually a huge burden. He had been full of fear of this chair since he was a child, but his father placed this chair under him and allowed himself to bear so much.

The important task that has been overwhelming for years. Movor also knew that he was not a qualified monarch. Compared with those cumbersome government and military affairs, he was more interested in appreciating jewelry. Becoming the greatest jewelry appraiser has always been his dream deep in his heart, but he also knew that to realize this dream, perhaps he would never be able to do it in his life, unless he gave up the seat under him, gave up nearly 20 million Hyderabad subjects and allies who depended on the Hyderabad clan.

The black gems flashed with a confusing color under the butter candle. The exterior of this large chair with red sandalwood as a skeleton was completely wrapped in pure gold. The golden light shines and the light flows. The tops of the two armrests and the two corners above the chair are inlaid with four longan-eye gems, black, red, blue and green, making this gorgeous deal stand out. The back of the chair is high, and the huge Taurus head statue at the top is a night pearl as the size of a walnut flashing brightly under the light. This is the throne of the king of the Indian Kingdom, the unique pure gold chair, and the highest symbol of the more than 60 million people of the Indian Kingdom.

Regardless of the political significance of this big chair, it is terrifying even purely for the economic value of this chair. According to a famous jewelry merchant who is closely related to the Indian and German royal family, the value of each of the four huge gems of different colors is more than 400,000 gold coins, and the entire chair should be more than 2 million gold coins. According to the jewelry merchant, this is actually not the most precious treasure of the Indian and German royal family. There are countless treasures owned by the Indian and German royal family, and of course the most precious ones are used in kings of all dynasties.

The crown was worn when it was crowned and participated in major events. The crown made of pure gold was inlaid with as many as 160 diamonds of different sizes. Among them, the "Continental Star" inlaid on the top of the crown was divided from the world-famous "Cullinan" raw diamond. This diamond is said to be the largest diamond in the continent weighs 530 carats. The light blue color that is enough to make people crazy is the best among the raw diamonds. This raw diamond alone is worth three million imperial gold coins. This unprecedented treasure has also become a treasure in the Indian royal family.

Movor looked at the nobles and ministers who were still quarreling in a daze. The fall of the south and the uprising of the slaves and poor people in the north made almost everyone in extreme panic. No one knew how to deal with this situation that was completely out of control. Especially in the north, several increasingly powerful rebels have begun to threaten the safety of the city. Many towns have been razed to the ground. The landlords and nobles have hid in the city, and the merchants have rushed, abandoned their property and business, and even fled to neighboring countries. The Constitutional Hall has become the best place for mutual accusations and abuses, where they can freely vent their dissatisfaction with the current situation. Although this is not helpful to changing the current chaos, it can at least make these nobles who have suffered heavy losses and even become nothing to gain temporary balance.

Looking at the arrogance in front of them, they were like a broken dog, and the atmosphere of panic was covered in the entire hall. In addition to crying and talking about the robbery, they cursed the damn untouchables and the Tics. At this time, the nobles seemed to have completely forgotten the toughness of the day. They just wanted to seek a compromise or a decent surrender. In their opinion, even the Tics became the new masters, it was better than those untouchable slaves riding on their necks. If the former slaves climbed on their heads and stooped, this feeling would be enough to make people crazy. But it seemed that even the Tiks were unwilling to give this minimum requirement. The Tiks even refused any terms for peace talks, except for unreserved surrender, which made almost all nobles and ministers unable to accept it.

Facing the tick army, facing the steep advance of the south and the increasingly fierce slave and poor uprising in the north, it seems that only the Central Province seems to be calm, but Movor knows that if this situation continues to develop according to the current situation, the Central Province will become a paradise for rioters in a few days, because almost all the troops that can be used have gathered in the Vad Province to resist the upcoming Tik invading army. It won’t take long for the Central Province to discover this secret. By then, Movor dare not think about what the situation will be like.

"Master Zug, what is the situation now? You said that the Tiks army has entered the Vader province. Why hasn't the front line been reported yet for so many days? What are the Tiks and the others waiting for? In addition, the situation in the north is corrupt and the mobs are rampant everywhere. We will not react anymore. I am afraid that the Tiks have not yet attacked and we have become prisoners of the untouchables. What plans do you have to solve?" Trying to suppress the anger in his heart, Mover III stared at the tall and thin white-haired old man in front of him. Once upon a time, the reputation and prestige of this long-standing general who had been through the battle had been completely destroyed by the poor performance of the Indian and German kingdom army. Almost all the nobles in the hall stabbed him with hatred eyes, which made the already trembling Marshal of the Kingdom tremble all over the body.

"Return to your Majesty, although the Tiks advanced north to the province of Wade, the Mano Fortress was indestructible, and there were 200,000 troops, including the Third Guard of the Kingdom. I infer that the Tiks were waiting for the arrival of their army to meet in the east, so there was no further action. As for the situation in the north, uh, the Kingdom has no extra troops to wipe out, and the Tanghe people have not yet heard back, so--" Marshal Zug looked helpless and bitter. The Kingdom army, which had been peaceful for a long time, has completely become an inequality local force and cannot bear the heavy responsibility of defending the country. Can this be blamed for himself? Military expenditure decreases every year, and training is getting less and less. Military horses have become the carriages in front of the officials' carriages. The wages of soldiers owed for more than half a year. It is already a prayer for gods and Buddhas without mutiny. But now that I encounter this move again, who will blame me?

There was a clamor in the hall, and a group of nobles howled angrily.

"Damn Zug, you're completely shirking responsibility. Are we waiting here for the Tiks to attack us?"

"Your Majesty, let the firing squad come and drag Zug, the stupid pig, out and hang him, he will be responsible for all this!"

"Zug, look at the performance of your army. Did the kingdom feed the huge military expenses every year? Even if it feeds the dog, it will have to bite a few bites when it sees a stranger!"

An inexplicable irritability and anger surged from Movor III's heart, and it was out of control. The burning anger suddenly became so wild at this moment. Even Movor III himself was a little surprised, but at this moment he found that he seemed to be unable to control his emotions: "Enough, you stupid donkeys! Keep your mouth shut for me. Do you think you can solve the problem by making noise here like this? If anyone talks nonsense here again, I will let him put me on the gallows immediately!"

In so many years, I have never seen His Majesty the King, who has always been lazy and gentle, suddenly become so irritable and even blurted out his swear words. Seeing Movol III, whose face changed color due to rage, it seemed that everyone remembered that His Majesty the King in front of me was the real master of the kingdom. Just as a dark wind from the ground suddenly passed through the hall, almost everyone was silent, shrank his neck and lowered his head, and no one dared to provoke His Majesty the King at this time. It is hard to say whether His Majesty the King would do anything that would lose his mind. It would be unfair to really send a person who is not tactful to the gallows. The hall became extremely quiet, and only the deliberate suppression of breathing could be heard vaguely.

At this moment, Movor had an indescribable pleasure in his heart. This vent finally vented the depression that he had suppressed for a long time. This feeling really made people feel comfortable, but the cruel reality forced Movor III to return to the current situation after experiencing a short period of pleasure.
Chapter completed!