The meeting point is Princess Czymandela's own bedchamber. www.biquge.info Su Xiao was the last to arrive, and when he entered the dormitory, which was decorated with white marble and fresh flowers, the round table in the center of the living room was already full.

Among them, there are those that Su Xiao has seen, such as Barton Mandela, the only remaining eldest prince of the Mandela family, and Adam Black, Lavis, and Zorro, the three leaders of the Ice Knights. Of course, there are also things that Su Xiao has never seen, such as those civil and military generals who are subordinate to the former king. But since they are sitting here, it means that Chammandela has taken them under his account by some means.

As soon as Su Xiao showed his face, Qin Mandela happily got up and waved at him, and the sweet smile on his cheeks that was slightly red seemed to mean something. But compared to Qin Mandela, Su Xiao cares more about the round head in front of him - only this ball, even if it turns to ashes, he can't admit it!

"Why are you here?" Lin Yafeng's left and right sides were empty, and Su Xiao sat next to him familiarly.

Su Xiao thought that Lin Yafeng was embarrassed because of Qu You's affairs, but he didn't expect that the slut deserved to be a slut, not only did his face not have the shyness and shame that Su Xiao expected, but his eyebrows flew and he looked very proud, "Just kidding, brother, I read through world history, this kind of important turning point in history is not normal without me!" It's you, we're having a serious meeting, what are you doing here? Don't think I don't know you're a science student, do you know political history? ”

Hearing Lin Yafeng "humiliating" Su Xiao in public, the other people present were so embarrassed that their faces turned green, but Su Xiao had long been used to scolding Lin Yafeng, and said with a smile nonchalantly: "Haha, I don't know much about political history, but I understand you!" After a while, if you come up with some kind of chaotic reactionary declaration, they won't be able to clean you up, see me clean you up! ”

Jokes are jokes, as soon as Su Xiao took his seat, Qin Mandela clapped his hands. In a gangster movie, as soon as the master clapped his hands, the younger brother should have surrounded the field with machetes, axes, and beer bottles, but her clapping calls for twenty-four kinds of delicate and delicious cookies, and sixteen glasses of fine wine that are brighter than blood.

"Hiss......" Lin Yafeng shook the goblet pretendedly, then put the mouth of the cup close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and sighed: "When the former king gave us a banquet yesterday, the wine used seemed to be inferior to this!" ”

Chin Mandela raised his glass and took a sip of it lightly, then he smiled crisply: "The century-old wine in the cellar, my father, that is, the former king, was not willing to drink a few sips when he was alive. But I'm different from him, life is too short to be happy, like this kind of things outside the body that can make people happy, don't you enjoy it when you live, and don't you take it away when you die? ”

The fifteen people present were able to be called to a meeting by Qin Mandela, it was natural that they had already known the news that she was about to become the queen of the snow country in the near future, and in the face of the future master, those noble officials who were used to being dogs would inevitably flatter, "Princess Qin's words are really good, she can already say the truth that the old man has lived for most of his life without realizing it, it is really ashamed of me!" ”

Someone made a bird, and naturally others followed, "Eh, your old man is a loyal pillar of the Snow Country, if you are ashamed of yourself in front of Princess Qin, then wouldn't we, the younger generations, live in vain?" ”

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Those former officials of the Mandela VII period had not yet slapped their horses' ass, so Lin Yafeng applauded with a smile, and at the same time said in an exaggerated tone: "You are right, I agree very much!" Now that you all know that you are so useless, the window is over there, jump out and give us a sound! ”

As soon as the words "poof......" came out, the civil official series instantly turned into a bitter gourd face, but the military generals laughed so much that they almost squirted out the red wine that had just been imported - a hundred years of aging, how many gold coins are wasted by squirting?

"That, uncles and uncles, I don't know whether to say something or not." Lin Yafeng's ridicule of those dog-legged civil officials just catered to Qin Mandela's heart, and after laughing, she said with a straight face: "Although the former king's surname is Mandela, and I am also surnamed Mandela, he is him and I am me, and I may not like what he likes." ”

"Since everyone is already sitting here, I won't say more about the extra polite words. My father died unexpectedly last night, and it stands to reason that we should wait until the first of next month to hold a state funeral for him, and bury his body in the royal mausoleum behind the Pujia Palace, but the country cannot be without a king for a day, so this princess must succeed to the queen's throne before the state funeral. Everyone here is the mainstay of the snow country, and my criteria for employing people are also very simple, those who have the ability to show their ability, and those who don't have the ability to get out of their own way. As for those things that are sloppy and slapsticky, I hope your uncles and uncles can put away that set as soon as possible, understand? ”

Cin Mandela suddenly brought out the queen's shelf, and even her eldest brother, Prince Barton, had to get up and reply. For a while, "the minister knows!" In the small dormitory, there were ups and downs, only Su Xiao and Lin Yafeng, the two stunned young people who were not afraid of heaven and earth, were still sitting on the chairs and chatting: "Crazy, shouldn't the throne be inherited by the eldest son?" ”

Lin Yafeng shook his head and said, "The inheritance of the throne by the eldest son is just a phenomenon, not a rule. In Chinese history alone, it is often the case that the emperor will let the emperor inherit the throne if he likes a certain prince, and even because he likes a certain grandson, he simply skips his son and appoints his grandson as the prince from time to time - for example, Zhu Yuanzhang passed the throne to Zhu Yunwen. ”

Su Xiao said as if he didn't understand: "What do you mean, inheriting the throne seems to be the prerogative of the eldest son, but in fact, 'those who see it have a share'?" ”

"Of course! If the content of every court drama is how the little prince tries to kill the eldest prince, then what else is there to see? Lin Yafeng said with a smile: "Even the royal power of our feudal dictatorship has been passed down in this way, similar to their relatively open Western-style royal power, and it is also a royal power that recognizes the status of the queen, as long as the internal coordination is good, few people will gossip." ”

As soon as Su Xiao and Lin Yafeng chatted about this, Qin Mandela waved his hand and sat down with a pleasant face with a full table of civil and military people, and the first sentence at the beginning was: "The former king died suddenly, and he did not leave any edict before his death, but it is a pity that our brothers and sisters of the same generation unfortunately fell ill with the plague, presumably my father is too lonely in heaven and needs some children to accompany him." ”

"I am not talented with my eldest brother, I was not called by my father, in terms of age and qualifications, I should inherit the throne by my eldest brother, but he is obsessed with leading troops to fight, governing the country and the country, and has no intention of managing the palace, so in desperation, I have to take over the foundation of the Mandela royal family, I hope that everyone here can help me give advice and jointly lead the snow country to prosperity!"

If it had been a minute ago, those sour civil officials would have been chanting in unison Long live Your Majesty, but now that Cin Mandela has made it clear, they can only force themselves to stop their sycophancy.

The old man with the highest level just now also asked sincerely: "I wonder what aspects Her Majesty wants to govern the Snow Country?" ”

"Anything!" "I don't know what everyone here thinks of the Snow Country, it looks like prosperity in my eyes, but it's empty!" If it weren't for the brave man who descended on our country, the snow country would have been swallowed up by the beast tide long ago! If it weren't for the infinite creativity of the Richard family and the puppet society, the streets would still be rampant now! ”

When the time is right, Cin Mandela will also play two lyrical cards, "Think about the days when there were countless tons of earth dragon dung that could not be cleaned up every day, if it weren't for the wooden oxen and flowing horses of the puppet society, the current snow capital would still be the open air latrine of the earth dragon!" We should note that it is only the contribution of a very small number of people who have contributed to the prosperity of the Snow Country, and what I want to do is to make the Snow Country an ideal land of strong soldiers and strong horses, and a peaceful country, a paradise that even the beast tide cannot invade! ”