Chapter 657: The Stolen King

"You!" said the king, who sat up from his seat at once, unable to understand why the ministers, whom he usually held in high esteem, had suddenly become a crowd of spectators.

But in Wang Ye's eyes, this is a normal thing. When you are in a high position, everyone flatters, but whenever you have a tendency to fall behind, everyone will become a crowd of onlookers.

"Why, doesn't His Majesty want to hear why I say that?" Wang Ye stepped forward and said, "In my opinion, your courtiers are very interested. ”

The king's gaze swept over the courtiers, all of whom bowed their heads and did not meet the king's gaze, but pricked up their ears one by one.

"Because ......" Wang Ye dragged a long note: "I am afraid that they have the same doubts in their hearts as me, since the king has the almighty wishing lamp in his hand, why should he be troubled by such a thing." In other words, I'm far the only one in this country who is thinking about this. Since everyone is interested, I might as well give you an analysis. ”

"Bold!" the king snapped his hand on the handle of the dragon chair.

But unconsciously, the more he is like this, the more unmoved everyone in the audience becomes.

"Your Majesty, you may not realize one thing, that the constant use of coercion to thwart curiosity can only lead to greater curiosity. The whole palace is full of doubts about the magic lamp, but you are trying to use tyranny to prevent people from discussing the magic lamp, which is impossible in the first place. Wang Ye smiled.

"What the hell do you want to do!?" asked King Aladdin, angry.

"I just want to tell everyone here that there is actually no magic lamp at all, and the person sitting in front of you is not the legendary Aladdin, if you have to say his identity...... Wang Ye narrowed his eyes and said: "It is the lamp god you once thought." ”

"What!?"

"The god of lights?"

"He's the god of lights?"

"He's just a man!"

"What about His Majesty?"

There was an uproar all around.

"What a legendary story of an uneducated thug who became a king because of an almighty wishing lamp, but the reason why a legend is a legend is because it almost never happens in the real world. Wang Ye took a few steps forward and said:

"If this pie-in-the-sky thing happened in the world I used to live in, everyone would realize that it must be a hoax. And in fact, this is no exception, pies will never fall from the sky, only traps will fall. ”

"Trap!?"

"Do you mean ......?"

"King Aladdin has been deceived?"

"No magic lamp?"

"And who is he?"

“......”

There was another round of head-to-ear talking.

"From what I know when I came to this country, many people in this country are proficient in magic, such as the magic of Alice, the great magician of our kingdom, and so on. But how to convert power into power and wealth is also something that many magicians care about, after all, there are thousands of magic in this world, although there are few magicians, it is not unusual, and it is not easy to be rich and rich, you need to use your brains. So some people started to use this brain. Wang Ye stared at the king with both eyes and said:

"Magic requires talent, but the process of learning requires skill. There is no more useful magic in the world than the magic of obtaining money, but it also requires talent, and if I guessed correctly, the real Aladdin is a person with this magical talent, he is a born thief, and he has a strong talent for 'stealing' magic in his veins. Just as a thug, he will never be able to develop his potential without someone to guide him in the practice and use of magic. ”

Wang Ye then pointed his finger at the king and said: "And now the man who sits on the throne, he discovered Aladdin's talent, he taught Aladdin the use of magic, and used this talent to successfully make Aladdin master the magic of stealing, and used him as a puppet to steal a lot of wealth, until he became rich." But just having wealth is tantamount to a businessman, and he is still far away from power, so he began to find ways to gain status again. ”

Speaking of which, some of the clever courtiers in the hall had clearly thought of something.

"And in this era when information is not developed enough, there is one best way to ......," Wang Ye continued:

"It's to 'deify' myself, to fabricate a legend, to revere myself as a god, and to enjoy looking up at him, this kind of trick is not uncommon in the history of my kingdom, and it is all a leftover trick. Therefore, there is the legend of the so-called magic lamp, he fabricated that Aladdin directly obtained a lot of wealth through the magic lamp wish, and claimed that the magic lamp can also make a wish twice, as a threat to deter others. He widely created this public opinion and convinced everyone, so that Aladdin was regarded as a legend. As for the real Aladdin, I think he has been sleeping in a coffin since the day he married the princess of the former king, right?

"Oh yes. Wang Ye seemed to suddenly remember something: "As for the rumored incident, it is said that after Aladdin became the king, he sent people to kill his former partners, in order to erase his black history." This thing sounds reasonable, but the truth is far more than that, the reason why this magician on the throne wants to poison him is because he is not Aladdin, and he can't let anyone know!"

"Let's put it simply. Wang Ye summed up his arguments: "This guy who is sitting on the throne now is simply a stolen king!"

The stolen king.

Five words were shouted, and they were loud.

The courtiers and the soldiers of the main hall all stood in place, staring at their king.

"You're talking nonsense! Someone! Someone!" the king's big hand "snapped" on the handle of his seat, and in the old days, as long as he slapped it, a large number of people would rush up and enforce the law on the spot.

But today, this uninvited guest who had just come to the main hall changed the atmosphere of the entire hall with a three-inch incorruptible tongue.

"What are you all doing in a daze!" King Aladdin roared angrily, "Take this guy down for me!"

There was still a dead silence, and the people around him looked at him numbly, and no one began to move.

After a moment, a military minister strode forward in armor: "Your Majesty, don't you plan to give us all an explanation of what this mysterious master said?"