Although there was a cut on my forearm, I could sleep well tonight.
If I could sleep so soundly every day, I would rather be stabbed every day.
On the tenth day, Cheng Qianxun could take a long nap again.
At noon, the maid came to invite him and said that the three kings had invited him to have lunch with him.
"I can't rest because I'm injured."
Cheng Qianxun was so angry that he could only pass by.
The moment he stepped into the hall, his angry face turned into a friendly smile.
After sitting down, she pointed to the roasted lamb: "Lamb leg."
The cook immediately began to slice the mutton from the lamb leg.
Sneijder said with a smile: "It seems that the Queen's appetite has not been whittled down by what happened yesterday."
Cheng Qianxun put down the piece of cake he had just picked up, pretending to be sad: "Poor prince, it was so hard to choose someone, and he died just as he walked to the door of the temple.
It's all my fault, if I hadn't If you are too anxious to elect someone, maybe he will not die so quickly.”
Did you hear me?
If you want to die quickly, just force her.
She was obviously trying to delay as much time as possible, but she said she was anxious, but her performance last night was indeed very positive.
Rudolph had sarcasm on his lips: "Since the person chosen is dead, when will the Queen plan to choose again?"
"You have to ask the priest."
Cheng Qianxun solemnly ordered: "Go and ask the high priest."
After a while, the person who went out to report the news came back and said that the high priest was sick and could not come.
Cheng Qianxun frowned slightly: "Then go and invite the female priest."
The person who reported the news said: "The female priest is also sick.
After the divination yesterday, she may have consumed too much mana and fell ill on the spot.
She is still lying in the temple and will go back when her body recovers a little."
It may be fake, but it may also be true.
He was surrounded by three fierce kings, waiting for the result.
It's normal to be scared half of your life.
He looked around at his three teammates, all of whom looked unhappy.
Cheng Qianxun then made an order: "If he can't walk, lift him up, or let him answer the question of when he will be able to divination again.
We must set a time, otherwise we will still carry him here."
The person who brought the news left.
Sure enough, the high priest dared to come, told the date, and asked the person who sent the message to come back.
The messenger knelt on the ground and conveyed the words of the high priest very seriously, which were also equivalent to the words of the god Anu: "Ten days later."
"Ten days is too long."
Cheng Qianxun deliberately did not wait for other kings to question.
He shouted first.
I was secretly laughing in my heart.
You can imagine that when the high priest heard that he wanted to perform divination, his face immediately turned pale.
The messenger replied: "The high priest said that the God was angry yesterday, and Prince Erica died, so we have to wait for the God's anger to subside.
Ten days is only a possible time.
If the God is still angry then, then postpone it further. ” Haha, that’s great, you can delay it as long as you can.
It’s better to be a god with a bit of a temper.
As long as he is unhappy, no one can do anything to him.
But Cheng Qianxun still sighed and said in a regretful tone: "It doesn't seem to be possible.
How about the three kings go back first?
It won't be a good idea to be away from the country for a long time."
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Gordon said: "The soldiers and civilians of Urs are loyal to me.
They will defend the country if I am not around."
Rudolf replied: "My spies will report at any time.
Whoever dares to rebel, I will feed his family to wild beasts first."
Sneijder smiled confidently: "Push me off the throne.
Is there any other king as handsome and brave as me?"
Uh, okay.
Cheng Qianxun was speechless for a moment.
It seemed that they didn't intend to leave without results.
Sneijder also joked thoughtfully: "The Queen should also hope to have a man who can accompany her as much as possible.
Maybe... whoever can stay longer will win."
Rudolf frowned: "It's okay for me to stay here for ten or eight years, but it's not necessary.
If you choose me, I'll come here for three months every year."
Gordon smiled coldly: "Every time after harvesting in autumn, I will transport fifty oxcarts of wheat and wait until the end of winter before leaving."
Not only for more than three months, but also food.
Sneijder chuckled and said, "I can promise to come here once every two months and stay for fifteen days each time."
That means that if you come here often, you can take better care of Ekash.
"I accept everyone's wishes."
Cheng Qianxun covered the injured area and pretended to be sad: "But Prince Erica just died yesterday, and the gods were angry.
So we should wait until ten days before divination."
Then take a rest.
If it were in the past, it would be a big deal, but now there is someone behind Ekash.
The powerful Erica has at least 30,000 troops in the country.
The queen is working so hard to put the new king on the throne.
Even if she is ungrateful, it will take at least one or two years.
While eating the food, Gordon chewed the meat bitterly and muttered angrily: "It's all excuses."
Cheng Qianxun pretended not to hear.
Anyway, she could delay it as long as she could.
Complaints and dissatisfaction were nothing.
Even if someone cursed her and her eighteenth generation ancestor, just go ahead and scold her.
After lunch, Cheng Qianxun said he was recovering from his injuries and went back to rest.
The other three kings are in their respective side halls, and their spies can come in and out at any time to report news from everywhere and the situation in their countries in a timely manner.
Leaning on the cushion, Cheng Qianxun squinted his eyes.
Soon after, Ragassi came in and reported that Reger had arrived at the border in the early morning.
There were about thirty officials at the border to welcome him, and more officers and soldiers would greet him along the way to show their compliance. and support.
Cheng Qianxun smiled lazily, still with his eyes closed: "He was born with a good skin, much better than his younger brother.
Sometimes good looks are also an advantage."
Lagasi hesitated for a moment and said softly: "He does look like a god descending to earth, so the Queen simply does..."
"Okay."
She said weakly: "Three people next to you are enough to make people upset.
Since King Erica is willing to quit, I really want it.
Let's not cause more trouble.
By the way, the new king has ascended the throne.
Are there any rules about what to give as gifts?”
"It's good to give something."
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Lagasi thought for a while and said: "You can give food, gold, silver, and gems.
If you give a sword, you must give a sword."
"It's money again.
The Minister of Finance keeps calling me poor.
If he keeps calling me poor, I want to raid his house to see if he is poor."
She said with a bit of annoyance.
After thinking about it, she suddenly had an idea and turned sideways.
He sat up and said, "That prince who died, how did you dispose of his body?"
Ragassi replied: "It's already burned."
"It's a pity that it's burned."
Cheng Qianxun lay down again.
"Did the Queen think..."
Lagasi smiled bitterly: "On such a hot day, the corpse will stink in less than half a day."
This is a hot, arid desert area.
The surface temperature can reach as high as fifty degrees during the day, and the corpses either stink or become mummified.
Cheng Qianxun said leisurely: "You can cover it with salt and marinate it."
Marinate. . .
Lagasi was speechless for a moment, then said after a while: "It's a waste of so much salt."
"That's easy."
Cheng Qianxun said nonchalantly: "If you don't want to waste the salt, let King Erica give the salt to every official who didn't support him at the time to stir-fry and eat.
If you don't finish it, you won't be able to get out of jail."
Lagashi was speechless again, and after a while he said, "His brother's sword was not taken away, it is still there as evidence."
"Then make a packaging box for this sword and send it away as a gift."
Cheng Qianxun turned around, his eyelids were heavy and he felt like sleeping again.
Anyway, you can save money no matter how hard you try.
After being besieged for more than a month, the city has almost become an empty shell.
It has just started to open for business.
You can't tax too harshly.
As he felt sleepy, a group of ministers, headed by the old minister, sent someone to invite him, saying that they would take charge of government affairs.
If she doesn't go, she might come in again, kneeling down and nagging about what she should do as a queen since she hasn't presided over political affairs for four days.
Cheng Qianxun had no choice but to stand up and go out angrily and helplessly.
Someone thickened the curtain to block the sun and added thick cushions.
Cheng Qianxun leaned on the cushions and sat in the open space in front of the palace and temple.
The old minister brought several ministers over to take a look.
The old minister moved his mouth, along with his curly gray beard, but in the end he did not say anything.
Another minister spoke out and pointed it out unceremoniously: "Kings throughout the ages must maintain dignity in front of everyone.
Even the queen must sit upright and solemnly."
"You mean I don't sit upright and serious enough?"
Cheng Qianxun leaned on the cushion and said coldly: "The former king must be taller and more powerful than me, and he must be sitting upright and dignified sitting here.
Where is he now?
Don't always pay attention to matters of face.
A good king is one who can solve problems.
The people don't care whether I sit or lie down.
They just want a king who can besieged by four countries and solve it without spending a single soldier, and who can make decisions for them.
That's enough."
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The old minister was also a man who could adapt to the changing circumstances.
He stood there and helped speak: "The Queen is right, the Queen was injured last night."
"Even if she is injured, the queen still represents the gods and goddesses.
Such an image will offend the gods and the people."
The minister obviously wanted to give her a hard blow.
"Well, you're right."
Cheng Qianxun agreed, and said calmly: "But my body is like this.
God knew that he still sent me, so he should forgive me.
If you think God will be angry, otherwise, I will send you Go to the temple and kneel down and pray for God’s forgiveness.
Keep kneeling until you feel God forgives me.”
The official was stunned.
Cheng Qianxun raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Go ahead."
He had no choice but to stand up, walk to the temple and kneel down.
Cheng Qianxun said angrily to Lagashi next to him: "Tell him in the past that I will kneel down until the gods forgive me.
If he doesn't kneel long enough, then he is not sincere.
If the gods get angry, he will bear the responsibility."
I knelt for too short a time and felt that God had forgiven me, so he deliberately exaggerated God’s dissatisfaction and let him figure out what the crime was, and then come and take the blame.”
After Lagasi's order passed, Cheng Qianxun looked at the people standing about ten steps away, watching from a distance, hoping that these people were just watching the fun and not all coming to complain.
He said helplessly: "Okay, let's go and inform them.
If you want to file a complaint, come and tell me who will be the first one":