Black Iron Crown

Rainer interrupted their praise with a wave, and said, "As for the population we brought back, does anyone want it?"

After listening to his words, the lords looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they all expressed their opinions that they did not want more burden.

The land in the north is already barren and can't feed more people, and they haven't carried out agricultural reforms like Reiner, so they are not hungry for population.

An uncontrollable smile appeared on Lena's face, and the population of 50,000 was in his pocket, and the population directly under his control had reached 250,000.

After all was allocated, the royal lords separated and rushed to their own territory.

The same was true for Reiner. When he left, the master of Fort Anglong came to see him off in person.

"How long are you going to wait?" The Earl of Pushtown said with a smile, completely unable to see the tension between Lena and Lena when he was discussing the throne.

"I don't know. It's not impossible to short-term responsibility for two to three years, long to seven or eight years, or even more than ten years. It all depends on the situation!"

The Earl of Pushtown spoke of the throne, and the melancholy in Rainer's heart rose again, and said helplessly with a sigh.

"Then you'd better be as fast as you can, and later, you will change!" The Earl of Pushtown patted Lenner on the shoulder for an unprecedented time. He has always been careful to understand, and he is the same as the gentlemen of the 18th and 9th centuries in Lenner's previous life.

Such a slap on the shoulder or a bear hug that happened to Earl Cholar is completely unworthy, but it is simply big news to appear in Earl of Pushtown.

Rainer smiled slightly, patted the other's arm, raised his horse whip and said, "If you really have a huge effect at that time, I don't mind giving you the title of Duke!"

"Hmph, then wait and see, first you have to board that position!"

"Let's see!" Lena laughed, then patted the horse's **** and turned away.

With golden hair flying in the wind, the Earl of Pushtown stood on horseback and looked at his back in silence, and said in an impenetrable voice: "If you can't, I'll go up!"

Rainer understood the meaning of the Earl of Pushtown. The current little emperor is still small and incomprehensible, and has not established enough prestige. But if he waits for him to grow up and win over a group of people with the title of emperor, he wants to win It might be even more difficult for him to pull off the horse.

Bringing more than 50,000 residents to the north, Lena was already back home. Since his son was born, he has not seen his father, and it is inevitable that he is somewhat incompetent as a father.

At the beginning, he thought that he only needed to reach the south, and he would be able to return after the old man's danger was relieved. Who would have thought that this journey would take more than a year.

In the imperial capital, in the deliberative hall of the Tska Palace, the lords of the Bukden Kingdom and the upstarts of the Redka Empire are gathering here, preparing to discuss where the army of the Bukden Kingdom should go.

In other words, it is what benefits the people of the Kingdom of Buckeden want to get from the empire.

The two sides sat on the two sides clearly, whispering to each other, discussing today's topic.

"Count Redmara, do we have to pay a higher price to please this group of people? I'm so poor now that I can't even wear pants, you have to find a way to make them stop talking!"

"Yes, Lord Redmara, we are already exhausted!"

"Think of a solution, Count Redmara!"

The upstarts kept talking to Redmara, mostly nonsense that didn't want to pay.

Count Redmara was troubled by these people, but he couldn't attack on the spot, and he was extremely aggrieved.

After half an hour, the servant at the door began to roll his name.

"His Majesty King Satri, the legal ruler of the Kingdom of Bookeden, is here!"

"The emperor and empress of Redka are here!"

King Sartli took the hand of the little emperor, followed the queen next to him, and slowly walked into the discussion hall.

King Sartli walked in vigorously, and today he is a well-deserved protagonist.

The three of them didn't walk fast, and it took more than three minutes to reach everyone.

The queen looked at the magnificent and incomparably majestic emperor, her pupils gradually shrank.

Because she found that her father did not intend to stop here, and was still walking towards the throne.

The upstarts also fixed their eyes on King Satli, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The vassals of the Buckden Kingdom also looked at King Sartri with excitement, and they almost called out.

Among the upstarts, a few people looked glaring on the stool, looking at King Santri who still didn't stop, full of anger.

In this way, under everyone's gaze, King Satri sat on the real, symbolizing the supreme authority of the Redcar Empire, the emperor's throne created by the old emperor.

"This!"

"Damn it!"

"unacceptable!"

Several angry roars reverberated in the hall, and several upstarts stood up angrily and yelled at King Satri's actions.

Although many of the new aristocrats are short-sighted and only value their own interests, there are also some who are very willing to defend the empire. Many of them are nobles who have taken refuge in the old emperor and followed the old emperor in the Southern and Northern Wars. Therefore, he is very sentimental to the empire.

They are only opposed to the royal lords, and they still have a sense of identity with the Redka Empire.

Before, King Satri was sitting on the throne of the banquet hall and they could tolerate it, but now on this supreme throne sits a person who is not an emperor, and they cannot bear it anyway.

This is undoubtedly an insult to the Redka Empire, to the ancestors of the Merland family, to the old emperor Kafet the Great, and at the same time an insult to their old courtiers who followed the old emperor's southern wars.

King Sartli frowned and looked at these people, his heart uncontrollably rising with a bit of irritation.

The vassals of the Kingdom of Bukerdern also spoke out for their rudeness~www.readwn.com~ It is your king's rudeness first! Is that position something you can do? The imperial emperor is still there! Why do you sit in which position? An veteran among the upstart shouted angrily.

He is already very old, his head is full of blooming hair, and wrinkles are spread all over his face like gullies.

He followed the old emperor to fight in the north and south for a long period of time. Now he insulted the imperial power, and there is no difference between insulting him in the past.

Count Redmara also clenched his fists, and he also felt humiliated by the actions of King Satril.

"Count Redmara! Don't you intend to say a few words?"

Hearing these words, Count Redmara was still sitting in his chair, but his body trembled slightly.

Seeing that no one responded to his question, the old earl was even more angry, turning to the queen and shouting angrily: "Your Majesty! Don't you plan to take care of it? This is the seat of His Majesty the Emperor! King Satley sits on it. What kind of!"