Cheng Wanwan sat in the garden drinking tea.
Zhao Sanniu and Ruan Mingzhu came in excitedly and told her what happened outside.
"I didn't expect the people of Asab to believe the inscriptions on the stones. This is such a good idea. The people are all excited." Zhao Sanniu sat down and drank the strong tea in one gulp. "Of course the real dragon fell ill. As for the fake dragon, anyone with a brain will know that it must be King Yali."
Ruan Mingzhu followed: "In the past, the common people didn't care about Prince Yali's domineering behavior. After all, it did not involve their own vital interests... But now that there are bad omens coming from the sky, the common people are afraid of offending the God Lord and causing natural disasters, so they gathered to oppose Prince Yali controls the government... Since last night, the number of people on the street has been increasing, and at least more than 100,000 people have gathered on the streets of the capital..."
Cheng Wanwan put down the tea cup: "There's only so much we can do. Next, let's see what the prince does."
Using petty matters to ignite public opinion and arouse the dissatisfaction of the common people, thereby shaking the rule of King Yali... Although the common people's force value is not as good as that of soldiers, as long as the number of people reaches a certain scale and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, they can also achieve their goals.
Another thing is that in the many years since King Yali has controlled the government, the royal family has never resisted, and the people are like boiling frogs in warm water and do not know how to resist.
Throw a bomb into warm water and the water suddenly boils, and these frogs will naturally jump out to protect their owner.
In the streets of the capital, people were excited. The common people surrounded the military advisor's residence and kept throwing rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and even stones.
Old Lady Milia knelt in the yard and cried loudly: "If the king dies, I will also hit him to death..."
Miliya took the old mother's arm: "Mom, the king is willing to save you..."
"Don't think I don't know. You and the king have been suppressing the royal family, and the king and queen have been bullied by you..." The old lady beat her son's chest, "Now that the king is dying, you are satisfied, are you satisfied? It's me. He killed the king. I, an old woman, should not live. Let me die, die..."
She broke free from her son's control and hit the wall.
Miliya raised his hand and slashed her on the back of her neck. She rolled her eyes and fainted.
"Take care of my mother." He put the old mother on the bed and said to his wife, "The country is in chaos. Don't go out. If anything happens, send someone to notify me."
After he finished explaining, he opened the door of the mansion and walked outside.
Countless people surrounded him outside.
"Milia, you deserve to die, go to hell!"
"You must be buried with the king and die!"
"You are a bastard of a fake dragon, you don't deserve to live!"
Countless stones were thrown at him.
Milia's men raised their shields to block, and were not injured.
Although he was a filial son, he was by no means a soft-hearted person. He said coldly: "Whoever throws another stone into the yard, I will cut off one of his fingers. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."
He suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and with a cold light, he forced back the people who were surrounding him.
"What are you afraid of? He killed the king and must die!"
"There are so many of us, are we still afraid of him?"
"It's worth killing a hundred of us in exchange for his life, isn't it?"
"..."
The people who took a few steps back, with courage brewing in their hearts, then moved towards Miliya step by step.
Milia's eyes narrowed.
Although his kung fu was good, he really couldn't deal with so many people, but he couldn't show any cowardice, because his mother, wife and children all needed his protection.
Just when the war is about to break out.
The people outside suddenly became restless.
"The prince has left the palace."
"The prince ascended the wall."
"The prince seems to have something to announce, let's go!"
Countless people surged towards the city wall, so crowded that there were heads everywhere, and not even ants could get through.
The prince's motorcade appeared on the street, and the crowd automatically made way for them, not daring to compete with the prince.
The convoy reached the city wall, and the prince got out of the car. He was dressed in plain clothes, walked up to the city tower, and stood at the highest point.
He looked at the hundreds of thousands of people below, feeling extremely complicated.
He rarely leaves the palace and rarely interacts with the people. His father has never done anything for the people.
But when something happens to the royal family, the first people to stand up are these ordinary people who are usually inconspicuous.
They would rather offend King Yali, who has a large number of soldiers, but also seek justice for the royal family...
Prince Victor raised his hand, pressed it down, and said, "Everyone, please be quiet."
There was ancient loudspeaker equipment on top of the city tower. As soon as he spoke, the sound spread from the trumpet-shaped stone to another stone formation, and then slowly reached the ears of every ordinary person. After a while, the huge square became quiet. .
"I know very well why everyone is gathered here. On behalf of the royal family, I would like to thank everyone who cares about my father." The prince put his hand on his heart and bowed sincerely. He raised his head, "But, I can tell you responsibly. Everyone, although my father is ill, his life is not in danger for the time being, so don’t worry too much."
"My father has been the king of Assab for more than ten years. Due to various reasons, my father has not been able to become a respected and loved king. This is my biggest regret... In fact, my father He is not without merit. He loves his subjects very much. Every ordinary citizen is regarded as his own child by the father. Similarly, the old mother of Military Advisor Milia is also a subject of the father. The father treats them with his heart. It is only natural to save one’s own children with blood.”
"Many people blame Military Advisor Milia. My father and I both hope that everyone can stop it... If any of you need the blood of the royal family to save your life, we will donate it without saying a word... Even if you lose your life, we will also give it to you. No matter what."
"As for the inscription on the stone, it doesn't matter whether it is a real or fake dragon. As long as it can make Asab stronger and stronger, and as long as it can bring benefits to the people, then he is the real king of Asab!"
"With so many people gathering, it is easy to cause a stampede. Everyone should go back with the elderly and children."
The young prince was dressed in plain clothes and was gentle from beginning to end, without any trace of anger or unwillingness.
Obviously, his father is dying.
Obviously, the throne that belongs to him is about to be taken away.
But he asked them not to blame the culprit who killed the king.
But he was still thinking about them, the common people.
Only such a kind person deserves to be their king.
The common people were all excited.
"His Royal Highness Prince!"
"His Royal Highness Prince!"
I don’t know who took the lead, but countless people started shouting along.
They only shouted these four words, and the four words rang out neatly over the capital, shaking the sky and the earth.
This voice reached the prince's mansion.
Prince Alex's face turned dark, and he slammed his hand on the table. The tea cup vibrated and rolled down, making a crisp sound.
"This boy is more scheming than his father." King Yali's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "I originally thought that as long as the king died, this Assab would be in my possession, but I didn't expect that Prince He actually started to make plans... It seems that he also hopes that the king will die soon so that he can succeed to the throne. However, as long as I am around, he will not have the chance to ascend the throne of the king. "
