Son of the Tower

Chapter 231 It's Too Early
Fate pushed the current Emperor of the Four Islands to sit on the throne under his ass—the old emperor had just dealt with a rebellion before he died, and after his death, a ten-year-old child sat on the throne.

To be honest, in Mars’s opinion, this throne is the same as the black seat cushion of a battery automatic car that has been exposed to the sun for three hours on the roadside in the summer of the new southern Thailand. It has a black sense of humor called hot.

When the old emperor was alive, the royal family of the four islands had enough prestige to overwhelm all kinds of ghosts and snakes. But after a ten-year-old child sat in that position, the royal family, princes, and ministers were all loyal ministers of the royal family. The big businessmen they represent, the military leaders and the big landlords are very sad that they can't pee together.

When the old emperor was around, Northernism was their unanimous enemy, but now, Mars felt that there was a possibility of change.

Mars felt that there was a good chance that Northernism would work with the merchants.

First of all, it is impossible between them and the military leader, because both parties have blood on their hands, and it is impossible for the two parties to cooperate, let alone forgive each other.

Secondly, it is impossible for Northernism and big landowners to come together. In the four islands, how far has the land been annexed?

The fields of an entire county belonged to a big landlord, and all the farmers in this area were working for the big landlord. Most of them were tenants, and some lost their freedom, making wedding dresses for others at the cost of their lives.

It is impossible for Northernism to have sex with big landlords. There is no basis for mutual trust between the two sides, and there is only a desire to peel each other off.

Big businessmen are different, businessmen are born with no integrity, they can even sell the rope to hang themselves for money.

Although the merchants of this era are not so stupid anymore, in general, in Mars’ view, the merchants and the northernists are likely to get what they want-the merchants need to kill the emperor, in their map , Most of the royal family in the Westland either went to the gallows or enjoyed the treatment of the guillotine. Only the Carterburg United still shelters Sidney and the former royal family of the Mowes family.

In southern Thailand, the royal family is nothing more than a mascot. This freak did play a certain role when southern Thailand was facing great destruction. At least he united many people in the central region, so that the lives on that land were not destroyed. Overwhelmed by destruction and chaos, it even played a positive role in the reunification of southern Thailand-the Zhao royal family was the first to respond to the joint invitation of the leader of the new Hangzhou area and chose to abdicate.

Because of this, there are no emperors and kings in southern Thailand, but everyone likes Mr. Zhao, who is now in the entertainment industry, who is an emperor with curves, and talks and laughs and drinks rough tea.

Maybe some people in the four islands also want to do this, but it is clear that the ten-year-old child and the royalists behind him don't want to leave the political center of the four islands, so some people are going to move the child away.

"Mars, is this your talent?" Meng Zou, once again acting as a talking barrel, made his speech after hearing what his father, Mars' mentor, said in the affirmative.

"I'm just better at analyzing problems." Mars smiled, and didn't want to be complacent about it.

"Okay, Mr. Detective, forget about the Game of Thrones we are talking about, I have an address here, it may be the target we are looking for, by the way, and Lin Ping'an was killed .”

"What's going on?" Mars was a little surprised. Lin Pingan was the most capable double-bonus red stick in the dead-eye group. Mars was still looking forward to a fight with him, so why did he die.

"His mentor is a traitor of the Harvest Order, code-named Mr. F. The Harvest Order has been chasing and killing this traitor for the past 30 years. They hunted down this time to southern Thailand, but they did not find Mr. F, but killed Mr. F to develop apprentice."

"Why did you kill the apprentice?" Mars frowned.

"Because Mr. F has a special sequence of the Harvest Order, Mr. F can transcribe his memory to another person when he dies. This method can be used once in a lifetime, and the premise of this method is that the victim The caster must trust the caster."

...Well, it seems that even if the Harvest Sect doesn't kill Lin Ping'an, Mr. F will kill him one day.

Mars took the address that Meng Zou handed over: "By the way, where is Lin Ping'an's body."

"Probably in the sea, you want to find him?" Meng Zou glanced at Mars: "I personally suggest that you don't go looking for a needle in a haystack."

"Well, just pretend I didn't ask." Mars muttered as he got up: "When I come back, what do you want to eat?"

"Glutinous rice cake." Meng Zou said.

Refrigerator Jing held up an LED panel beside it, which read No. [-] engine oil.

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"The kid Mars is the smartest kid I've ever seen in Panseo, and also the smartest kid I've ever taught." Old Paulie sat in his small cell, looking at Yu Xian who was sitting across from his small table. The former, drinking the tea given by the latter, looked very comfortable.

"This kid obviously hasn't seen any information about the four islands, but he can analyze an almost inseparable answer from that little bit of information. Except for the girl Tsubaki who will mention Northernism in his ear, I think only You have taught him." Yu Xianzhe tapped the coffee in the cup with the spoon in his hand.

The latter was a little curious: "He came into contact with Northernism so early, do you think it is too early?"

"It's not too early. On the four islands, some children have their own missions from birth, just like those children who just had another fight. For the future of various ethnic groups, children are also fighters."

"I have read the history books of the past. According to the above, I feel that history is still in rotation. As long as human beings are still dominated by the desire called greed, our civilization will have no future...Your Excellency, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe in Northernism, but why don't I believe it, because I have seen better, more advanced, and higher-level existences than this." Speaking of this, Yu Xianzhe took a sip of coffee: "The Rasmus family The coffee that was given to me is said to be produced from the Madam Mayan coffee garden in the Great Woodlands, so you should drink this."

"But I still like tea. Speaking of which, I know what you said, but all that has disappeared with the time of 1 years. History has not given us a chance to see it, Your Excellency." Under Mr. Pauly's glasses, his curiosity.

But Yu Xianzhe put down the spoon in his hand calmly.

"Because it's too early for the people of this land."

(End of this chapter)