The golden hall is full of golden flowers, and clusters of colorful gemstone stamens radiate luxurious brilliance under the light of magic, making the golden palace of the dynasty carved with all kinds of beautiful patterns overflowing, like a glorious kingdom of God. Let the people in it can't take their eyes off, I really want to stay in this rich and brilliant golden land forever!

There was only one exception, the old king, with almost white hair, standing there with his head propped up as if he were sleeping, while a thousand demons cried out in his heart: "You are finished! Your whole family is finished! Tie up your sons and drag them to the temple to be beheaded and sacrificed to the gods." Ahahahaha~~~ This is the justice of the 'Lord of the Great Order' that you obey!"

"With you~~~," the aging king muttered to himself weakly, "It has nothing to do with you. What are you yelling about?" Then the toad demon appeared behind him: "According to the rules set by God, you have no way to govern, and you have led the country to chaos and the people of Li to suffer, and now the dam has collapsed and so many people have drowned. How many more people will die in this way? According to the examples recorded in the sacred scriptures and the custom that has always been there, the king should execute his own son in the temple to apologize to the people. But you~~~~heyhehe~~~"

You only have one son!

"Cut it, and you'll be doomed. Huhuhu~~~" The toad demon lying on his shoulder smiled sweetly and whispered: "You are the king, but so what? A king without a future." Hehehehe~~~ Do you want to let those domestic wealthy families and foreign wealthy businessmen control them at will, or do you want to seek revenge from them?!Who can help you avenge ?!! that high god? Those big clans who hold key positions? Or the big and small officials who collude with the powerful and powerful? Or those people who curse you every day with public opinion and don't even know what the political struggle is going on? Who can help you avenge except us?!"

Suddenly. Although everyone thought that he was a "despotic overlord with concentrated power", in fact, the people below had already formed a network with those big clans and powerful people as the core, forming a relatively independent kingdom, and now these real kingdoms had begun to threaten him, the nominal king!

"You don't need to care!" the aging king was still stiff in his dead mouth: "Even if I die, I will pass the throne to my cousins." And you, my inner demon, you still go to the side to cool off!" The other party just snorted and sneered: "Do you still want to learn the story recorded in that holy scripture?" hey, hey, hey, hey~~~ If you want to be so pious and look for death like this, then I'll go to the side and watch it coolly." ”

When the toad demon in the ear disappears. In the golden hall of reality, there are already ministers in gorgeous costumes. Or rather, the nobles, when these people with red and green sparkling gems in their clothes stood still and bowed, the smile in the corner of their eyes had betrayed them: "Your Majesty, people outside are panicking. There are all kinds of gossip. For the peace of mind of the people. You still go to the temple to pray to the gods. Let the gods give instructions to reassure the hearts of the people. "Come with us and let God decide how to punish you. Less rubble!

The old king silently took a few deep breaths before standing up with his legs a little weak: "My responsibility~~~ I will be responsible, hoping that God can make a righteous decision." I believe in a merciful God~~~" Then he brought out his son, who was still young, dressed in a golden and noble short-sleeved colorful costume and adorned with white jade and demon patterns, and sat in the gilded pavilion of a tall female elephant, and went out of the palace surrounded by hundreds of servants in silk shirts and golden rods.

Although he was in the midst of the gorgeous crowd and the array of gold and silver, the closer he got to the huge temple with the black stone and golden roof, the old king's heart was like a knife, and the hand on his son's shoulder trembled uncontrollably, and it trembled more and more. In particular, passing through the crowded streets, seeing the surrounding refugees wrapped in tattered blankets and their gloomy eyes, as well as the civilians in the crowd and their secretly hateful eyes, the demons in the old king's heart were cheering again: "Look! You think you love the people like a son, but what have you done? What can you do when those big clans and powerful people collude with the officials to intervene in the middle? Now that all the complaints have come to you, what else can you save? You have already become a scapegoat, and sooner or later you will be slaughtered. Who can help you get revenge but us??"

They shouted and tried to crowd out of a rusty iron gate, and their power was so irresistible that the iron gate creaked crookedly: "The rich will kill your son and cut off your roots." The civilians will see your son killed, and satisfy their ignorant thirst for revenge with your innocent sorrow. They are ruthless to you, they want to pluck your skin and eat your flesh, what are you hesitating about? If they want to kill you, you will kill them! Let us in! We will help you join forces with the demon gods to kill these cunning nobles and these ignorant and vengeful people! Kill !! kill them~~~~"

Suddenly, when the old king saw the majestic four-story black iron gate in reality, and saw an axe-wielding warrior embossed on the door, representing the majesty of the law, he felt a thrill: God will not forgive those who violate public order and good customs, and this incarnation of an axe-wielding warrior will kill a rebel, even a demon with a hundred heads and a thousand hands. When I saw the soft figure and face of a high-haired wise man carved on another door, I suddenly felt a little sure that the gods were righteous and wise. I am responsible, but I can't put all the blame on me. It was for their own benefit that those wealthy families allowed their trading companies to participate in the construction of the dam, allowing them to make money. And the designer of the escape, who was also their people, and it was their support that chose his plan. And the current disasters and plagues are also to protect the economic interests of these wealthy families, so they do not interfere with the high price of medicine. In fact~~~ they have already swelled so much that they are already going to interfere with the king and the country in turn. My sin is not enough to kill my own son! The future of the Kingdom depends on this child, and it is impossible for a wise God to make such a foolish decision!

Standing in the solemn temple with black stone as the pillar and gold leaf as the wall, he watched as the huge statue of the god slowly bloomed with golden brilliance like the morning sun, amid the many chanting of the priests in gray robes and golden crowns and painted with colorful god patterns. There is a strong conviction in my heart: God is wise and just!

Then a ray of light flew down from the idol's light and landed in the sand table of the altar below.

"Behead his son, thank him for his crimes!" The thunderous voice roared in the old king's ear, making him tremble: "Is there still ~~~ and~~?" But only the priest replied indifferently: "No."

Gone??

Why is it gone??

How could it be gone???

What about those wealthy families?Where is their responsibility??Am I a promiscuous king?Why should I be punished in the same way as a godless king?Where are the sins of others?"Is there really not?" He excitedly raised his hand and asked the priest in a loud voice: "I still want to ask the gods, I want to ask~~~" But I saw that the light on the six-story burly statue was gone. God, who is gone, no longer answers his questions.

"Your Majesty!!" A noble voice came from behind that could not hide his joy: "Please obey God's will! Apologize to the people! Otherwise, God will be angry and resentful, and the country will not be a country!!" The corners of the old king's mouth twitched several times, and then he pressed several times. Grabbing the prince's immature shoulders and walking out, after a few steps, he suddenly couldn't help but say coldly: "The country will not be a country?

The low-level civilians are out of the country. The nominal supreme ruler of the country is no longer a state. But these wealthy and vine-bound wealthy families and their officials, helpers, and advocates can still live well, just like the guys who went abroad.

The nobles did not answer, for they did not need to answer!--the people outside the temple who already knew the result were already excited! though they did not dare to openly cry, "Kill your own son, king, and apologize to the sinners and gods!" There were also arguments and shouting. And the occasional message: "When will the beheading? ”

The king's scalp was tingling: 'What kind of fools are these!!!! A bunch of bastards!!' Suddenly he regretted it - why should he think about these bastards who are ignorant, who don't even know who their calamity is coming from, and who only know how to heckle with others??

Just as he was thinking, suddenly the priests at the door stopped thinking about his feelings. Stretched out his hand to stop him: "Your Majesty, your son, you want to stay." Waiting for God to choose a good day~~~~" The king couldn't listen to the nonsense anymore, he didn't even know how he cried in the noisy crowd, he didn't know how he was separated from his dazed son, he didn't know how he passed through the noisy crowd, and he forgot how these people insulted him behind their backs, and how things spread like a foreign country: "It's all the king's fault! If it weren't for him, we would have lived a life of prosperity and freedom, just like foreign countries." How could he be today? It's all his fault!" He put all the blame on himself.

At last he sat alone in the pavilion on the lake of the court, and the muddled emotions and tears on his face were slightly lessened, for the fruits and bananas on the table had grown hideous hands and feet, revealing heads that looked like beasts or ghosts. Like the demon gods who caused the plague: "Go and contact the king of Napharah, and let him lead the army to kill him!" They will kill your son, and they will kill your heir. Then kill them all! Kill him in a bloody manner, and let these bastards know how good you are!!"

"No~~~but~~~" The aging king tried to make a final struggle: "Someone!!Call my cousin!I have something urgent to do!" When his cousin, whose hair was mostly black and shiny, and whose precious stones and floral clothes were more gorgeous than him, came to the gazebo, he rejected his invitation to inherit the throne with a smile and a firm tone: "No, you should pass on your position to someone else." How many people are looking forward to your position? ”

"Why??" the aging king said anxiously: "Only you have the ability to govern the country, only your subordinates have enough talents, and only your army is the strongest, and only ~~~" was interrupted by the other party's white tender fat hand raising four shining magic rings: "So you want to give me the position to replace the punishment of beheading your son." Right. There is a precedent for this. Only my army can keep you and your son safe after your abdication. Right. But, dear cousin. I'm not interested in your position as king at all. I'm never going to take that position. ”

The old king's face darkened, do you have to kill my only son?? He asked anxiously: "Why? You are a wild person, you used to fight with me openly and secretly for more than ten years, for this position, why don't you want it now??are you~~~ Do you have to kill my son, and then grab this position? You don't think too beautiful!! you~~~" but was interrupted by the other party's hand of a rich man who raised his wealth and surpassed the king again: "It is precisely because I am ambitious, so I don't want to!" Don't you know that the wealthy group of people in Kanrui Maia is comfortable, and they earn all the money. If something goes wrong, it's up to the titular supreme 'Grand Commander' to bear the burden. If you dare to resist, you should find a few 'mentally ill people' to kill the Grand Commander! The Chinese people only know how to scold the Grand Commander and watch the Grand Commander's jokes and lace news. I'm afraid those fart people don't even know how the wealthy group controls the country. People hiding in the shadows for thousands of generations can avoid the impact of the people, it is much better than being a king who is glamorous on the surface but has to bear the curse of many people! Such a good method, why don't we use it?Hehe~~~ Cousin, the big guys all want to be the wealthy family of Kan Ruimaia, you didn't conform to the 'people's will' early to end up in the current situation. It's not that I'm ruthless, it's that I'm one of them, and I can't help you. ”

The old king sat down in a dejected voice and half cried: "Do you have to kill my son, must you destroy this country?"

But he saw his cousin Sen Ran and said indifferently: "For this goal, how many people in the country have already died of their sons? Moreover, the military power is also controlled by the connections of those families, how can I or you reverse it? Cousin, five years ago, you refused to give in, and you wanted to rely on the so-called 'national righteousness' to carry it to the death, what was the result? People hooked up with important ministers, linked up with small officials, and bought a group of talkative pens and dramatists outside, so that your 'national righteousness' can be tossed and collapsed, and everyone will resent this country and the king. How can you turn the tables now? I can only advise you to accept your fate early and pray to the gods for happiness after death!"

The gods??The aging king suddenly became hideous: "Liars!!All liars!!"

In an instant, the pavilion, the cool lake, the royal palace and other flames around him burst out, and disappeared in the roar, and under his feet there was already a strong acid gushing into a surging black river! There was also a toad-like demon god in the river as high as a hill, who opened his terrifying mouth like a mountain crack and said loudly: "Contact King Nafarah and kill these dogs, it will make them cut off their children and grandchildren!! even if your children and grandchildren become Naga's servants, it is better than cutting off your own children!" (To be continued......