Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 32 Orthodoxy
The fat man asked Deng Pra to find Scotton for information.

According to his analysis, Scotton dared to openly appear in Marseilles and acted so strongly in the Palace Square. It must be because of the external support from McCann and other countries, and the support from the Suril regime.

The Minister of the First Auxiliary, Gan Mier, the existence of Sulier who is under one person and above ten thousand people, must be the first target of Scotton's fight.

According to Gammier's completely different attitudes towards the mediation team and Ruhrs, plus his address to Scotton as "Prince", the fat man can basically conclude that Gammel has completely fallen for Scotton's camp.

According to what the fat man said, after the conversation between Scotton and Capricorn pupil, no matter what the result is, he will definitely go to Gammier to discuss it first.

So, Deng Pra went straight to Gan Mier's mansion.

How much he hoped that he would not see Scotton here, the playmate who was a close friend in childhood, the brother who used to protect the same girl together.

Prince Scotton's car parked steadily outside the residence of the Chief Minister and Assistant Minister.

Deng Pra sighed and reported to the door to see him.

"I don't know what is the reason for the major general's sudden visit? The situation in Su Lier is complicated now, and envoys from many countries are all in Maser, and many of them are expert teachers. Shouldn't the major general concentrate on the palace at this moment and protect the safety of our queen?" ?” In the living room, Gamil asked with a smile on his face.

Glancing at Scotton, who was sitting on the side with a gloomy face, Deng Pra said: "The palace has been guarded by the guards, like an iron barrel. The queen's own strength is at its peak, and her master is also there, presumably there is no security." Question. I take the liberty of visiting because I have two things to ask!"

"Since that's the case! Don't worry, the old man! If there's anything the general needs to do, it's okay to say!" Gammier said with a smile.

"First, I want to ask Mr. Chief Assistant. Chief Serov of Rules and his entourage have been treated now. How should they deal with their affairs? Do you want to invite them to attend the banquet tonight? Second, Prince Scotton Wu Zhao left the fief and entered the capital without authorization, even violated the prohibition in the palace to shoot and hurt people, and even attacked the team of envoys from neighboring countries in private, causing heavy losses. How should we deal with this matter?" Deng Pra asked directly.

In his capacity, he should stand up and salute Gamir before asking, but he seems to be used to "sit and talk".

Seeing Deng Pra's "disrespectful" behavior, Gamil first frowned, and then relaxed it.

He laughed a few times, and said something that shocked Deng Pra: "The two things you asked, in the eyes of this old man, are actually one thing. The general may not know that since Queen Capricorn pupils inherited the throne, , has long been powerless and exhausted. She mentioned to me dozens of days ago that she wanted to abdicate the throne to His Royal Highness Scotton,
And because of this, a secret edict was passed down, inviting His Highness to come to Maser to discuss this matter. "

"The queen wants to abdicate and make Sigdon the new king. How is this possible?!" Deng Pra was stunned by Gammier's words, and his face changed suddenly.

Looking at Major General Su Lier's disbelieving expression, Gan Mier was extremely happy in his heart. The success of his decades-long wish was imminent, and everything was basically a foregone conclusion, so there was no need to hold back.

"Just now, the Queen and Her Highness have reached a consensus that they will announce the matter at the banquet tonight. However, His Highness has other plans. He intends to end the monarchy and transform Suril into a republic. No, he It was the one who came to discuss this matter with me." Ganmir Shi Shiran continued.

"Why didn't there be any news about such a big event before? How can you be so hasty in changing the national system?" Deng Pra, who could barely control his emotions just now, couldn't help asking.

Gammier's smile became even brighter: "It's actually not a big deal. Major General Dempla grew up playing with His Royal Highness and the Queen since he was a child. He knows the relationship between his brother and sister best. The Queen gave way to her elder brother because of her exhaustion. , such a choice is perfectly normal. As for whether the change of the state system is hasty, I think it’s okay to cut the mess quickly. I have me in the internal affairs, and your father is in the army. In terms of diplomacy, since the mediation team is here, it happens to be them. a testimony."

"You mean my father? He knows about this?" Deng Pra suddenly got up and left his seat, and asked in a deep voice.

"The direction of Su Lier's army is controlled by the 'Iron Triangle', and your father is the leader of the three. How could he not know about such a major event? You might as well go back and ask. Also, send me a message, invite him to the banquet tonight Be sure to attend!" Gamir's tone turned cold, and he said slowly.

"It seems that my father has already participated in this matter, but he didn't disclose any information to me. What's going on?!" Deng Pra was overwhelmed and couldn't keep it any longer, so he saluted and left.

"If the people of Shelov are still in the mood to attend the banquet, you might as well reserve a seat for them. As for other things, it's not too late to talk about it after tonight. You remind them, don't make extra troubles, this is not Rules after all, it's up to them Nonsense. You go!" Gan Mier added lightly.

After speaking, he did not wait for Deng Dela to leave, rolled up his sleeves, and went back to the back hall.

Deng Pra walked out of the mansion of the chief minister in a daze, followed by the sound of footsteps behind.

"Jinhu! If you still recognize my younger brother, then obey God's will! I promise, but with me, no matter how the political situation in Sulier changes in the future, your family will always be protected and stand firm!" Sige A voice came.

"It's rare that you still remember this name. It's just that my brother 'Jufeng' is not His Royal Highness Prince Scotton! As for those wishes, you should tell my father after you ascend the throne!" Deng said. Pula didn't look back, and after finishing speaking in a deep voice, he jumped on the steed and roared away with his men.

The distant figure of Deng Pra gradually disappeared at the end of the cloudy street.

Scotton sighed softly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Why, are you still thinking about those things from your childhood?" Gammier asked the gloomy Scotton while drinking tea in the back hall of the chief minister's mansion.

"At that time, we were all young and carefree, and we even gave ourselves nicknames. Deng Pra was the eldest brother, named 'Golden Tiger'. I was the second younger brother, nicknamed 'Jufeng'. Tongtong was the smallest, and We call her 'Huo Tong' for her talent in the fire department. She even made a fuss about it a few times, thinking that it doesn't sound like a girl's name." Scotton recalled the past, eyes full of nostalgia, and said softly .

"Hmph! You are now shouldering the future of Su Lier. Every move, including what you think in your heart, is related to the well-being of tens of millions of citizens. Don't think about these children's matters!" Gan Mier said coldly, his tone There is no respect for a prince at all.

"Father! Is Tongtong's mother really a spy that Ruhrs placed next to Lao Wang? Is there any solid evidence for this?" Scotton asked suddenly.

"Crackling!" A thunder exploded at this moment, shaking the roof tiles to make a soft noise.

Outside, it was raining heavily.

"This house can't be forbidden! After you take power, I will build another mansion!" Gammel did not answer Scotton, but looked at the roof and said slowly.

"Father! Please tell me the truth, otherwise..." Scotton frowned and asked.

"Otherwise? Otherwise what?" Hearing this, Gan Mier turned his eyes to Scotton, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Otherwise? Otherwise, I won't sit on the throne!" Scotton looked back without hesitation and shouted in protest.

"Snapped"!Gammier made a sudden move, and a lightning-fast slap hit Scotton's face, sending him flying horizontally.

At this time, there is no trace of calm and gentle demeanor in Ganmir?

His hands trembled slightly, his face was ferocious, and he ignored Scotton, who was lying on the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Instead, he turned around abruptly and tore off the curtain on the back wall.

A strange and gloomy scene appeared.

Behind the curtains, a dignified woman in a green funeral dress with her eyes closed sits in the center.

On the altar in front of her, there are candlesticks, incense burners, oil lamps, fruit snacks and other items for sacrificial offerings.

If there were older ministers here, they would be able to recognize at a glance that this woman was dead long ago, the first king and queen Suril, and Scotton's biological mother.

However, this woman is neither a statue nor a puppet, but a real dead person.

It is the remains of Scotton's mother.

I don't know what method Ganmil used to preserve the corpse very well, except for the pale complexion, it is no different from a living person.

There were only two oil lamps on the altar, and the flickering lights made the woman's face uncertain.

"Mother!" Scotton screamed, stumbled and fell in front of the altar, weeping uncontrollably.

"How dare you say you won't sit on the throne?! You should tell her, the former Queen Suril, your mother!" Gammier pointed at the corpse and shouted at Scotton.

"I have known your mother for a long time. Although there is a difference in age, she has always loved me. Later, due to family pressure, she became the queen. But since she entered the court, how has she ever had a happy day? Until She and I have you, so she has a sliver of hope! She would rather give up her love, and stay with that cruel, incomprehensible and unruly king for many years. You know, what is she doing for?!" Gammier's voice Terrible, red hair stood on end.

"She is for the glory of the family, for the power that everyone looks up to!" Gammier said, pointing to Scotton who was kneeling on the ground, and continued: "But you are addicted to killing your mother and enemies. How dare you say such a thing in the midst of your daughter's old love! Are you worthy of the painstaking efforts you have made for your father over the years, and the opportunity your mother gave you with her life?!"

Scotton was sweating profusely, trembling all over, almost losing control of his emotions.

After Ganmir yelled, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot, and his tone gradually eased.

"Son, don't blame your father for being cruel. Do you know? I left your mother's body, which has not been buried for five years, just to let her watch you climb to the top. Now that we have chosen this path, we can no longer turn back Half a step. So, do you think Capricorn Tong’s mother is really a secret agent? Does it matter? You have always cared about Tong Tong. After you finish this matter, you can marry her into the family with a different identity. Blood relationship. Do you still have to explain the past to her at that time? In many cases, it is better not to know the truth!"

Scotton listened silently, with tears still on his face, but his expression had gradually become numb.

Gan Mier sighed softly, and then said: "Capricorn Tong's life is in my hands. At the banquet tonight, her life or death is up to you to decide. You can talk to your mother here! Don't forget Yes. You will have to meet with Wilson later to discuss the details. I will also make some arrangements, in case Master and those people have any wrong ideas."

After he finished speaking, he gently closed the door and left.

Looking at his mother's pale face, Scotton burst into tears again.

Where to go, sometimes, it's just a thought!
He didn't notice it at all, but at this moment, a red figure quietly flew away from the roof of the back hall, and after a few flashes, it disappeared into the increasingly dense rain.

Deng Pra returned home in a hurry, and rushed into his father's study before changing out of the armor and clothes soaked in rainstorm and cold sweat.

A mighty silver-bearded old man was in a trance, stroking a dagger with a faint light in his hand.

He is Deng Pra's father, the leader of Suriel's military, and Marshal Hassan.

He and the other two lieutenants are collectively known as the "Iron Triangle". His disciples and former officials are spread across all levels of the military, and they are the actual controllers of Suriel's army.

With a flash of white light, the dagger in the old man's hand was thrown towards Deng Pra's chest.

This sword came very fast, Deng Pra couldn't dodge it, and didn't dare to open the barrier protection, so he had to jump out backwards.

"Back!" The white light flashed again, and the short sword stopped casting as if it had a spirituality, and flew back into the old man's hand!

"Hmph! As a major general, you have the duty to guard the palace, how can you act so recklessly?!" the old man shouted.

"Father! It is indeed my fault! My son apologizes!" Deng Pra respectfully saluted outside the door.

He didn't wait for the old man to reply, and then continued: "As you said, since I have the duty of guarding the palace, I should do my best to guard it. But, I have to figure out whether it is the queen, the prince, or the minister who is protecting the palace. Is it okay? Regarding this matter, I hope the marshal can clarify!"

Hassan also refused to let Temple come in, just staring at his son standing outside the door.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "You are protecting the true successor of the Kingdom of Su Lier, the orthodoxy of the royal family, and the dignity of the royal family! It is also the glory of our family!"

Dunpra's heart sank.

My father's words implied mystery, obviously pointing to something.

He was filled with righteous indignation, no matter how polite he was, he stepped into the door and said: "Queen Capricorn Tong, who inherited the throne according to the first king's biography, isn't this the real heir? Isn't the royal family orthodox? Power, confounding black and white, disregarding the safety of the queen, disregarding the future of Suriel. Then, how can we talk about the dignity of the royal family? How can we talk about the glory of the family?!"

These words were loud and impassioned.

Dumpla's inner emotions that had been pent up over the past few days completely broke out.

"Are you teaching me a lesson?" Marshal Hassan was furious when he heard this.

The old man had white awns protruding all over his body, and a dagger stabbed at Deng Pra again.

The major general didn't dodge this time, he was so angry that he also went all out.

I saw Dunpla's protective barrier instantly opened, blocking the dagger.

At the same time, he punched forward with both fists, and the energy formed by his concentration hit the old man's chest in the shape of a fist.

The old man didn't open the barrier either, he only blocked with one arm, and abruptly received his fists.

With the other hand, he made a sword formula, and under the control of the dagger, he slashed at the major general's shoulder and neck again.

Deng Pra pulled back with one hand, it instantly turned into gold, and grabbed the dagger in his hand.

The old man was not surprised but pleased, once the sword formula changed, another sword was pulled out from the end of the dagger, and it slashed towards the major general's waist like a meteor chasing the moon.

Deng Pra was slightly startled, thinking that it turned out to be a mother-in-law sword.

He didn't panic, his other hand turned golden immediately, and he took the sword in his hand.

Seeing that his son had finally caught the trick, the old man was overjoyed.

He changed his sword tactics again, and from the body of the dagger that was seized just now, he pulled out several small swords, and slashed at the major general from different angles.

This time, several gaps were opened in Deng Pra's barrier, and those little swords circled and flew intelligently, and all of a sudden they burrowed into the gaps.

The major general had no choice but to retract the barrier, holding two swords in both hands, flying up and down to block the rain of swords.

The old handsome laughed, and the deadly sword formula changed again.

Those small swords instantly turned into fine needles like cow hair, hovering densely one foot away from Dunpla's body.

The major general had no choice but to stop, his expression was still very ugly!
"Take it!" The old man shouted, no matter the big sword or the small sword or the ox hair sword flew back to the original sword body, what Deng Pra held in his hand was still a dagger with a faint light.

"Boy, not bad. You have made progress! I thought you could only take two moves from me!" The old man said triumphantly.

Seeing that his son didn't make a sound, and didn't let go of his dagger, he stood there with a downcast face.

The old man snorted and said: "It's still the same sentence. You have different identities now, so you must not be rash in making judgments. Earlier, Gan Mier told me that Capricorn Tong was not the flesh and blood of the former king, and that her mother was pregnant when she entered the palace. .This was originally a poisonous plan by Ruhrs to change positions."

Seeing his son looking at him with a face full of shock, the old handsome also felt bad.

He paused for a moment, and said decisively: "I have no shady deal with Ganmir. I agree with the other two old guys. We will only support the royal orthodoxy. That's it!"

It was only then that Deng Pra realized that he had misunderstood his father.

His face was flushed, and he gave a deep salute to the old man, and said, "I blamed you! I..."

"Okay! Don't talk so much nonsense! Something big will happen at the banquet tonight! You have to cheer up! You can keep this little thing for fun! Be careful not to cut yourself instead! As for the name, just Let's call it 'Father-Son-Grandfather-Sun Sword'!" The old man was very satisfied with the name of his sword, and said with a smile.

Feeling his father's love for his son, Deng Pra's nose was sour, and he restrained himself, and asked in a low voice: "Father, did Gamir tell you, where did the news come from?"

The old man looked at the rain and fog outside the window, pondered for a moment before whispering: "He said, this news comes from the queen herself!"

　Hassan: Father, son, grandfather, grandson Jian, how are you doing? !Are you talented?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)