A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The bright sun was shining on the ground, the breeze was passing by, and the crescent-shaped pool shimmered, and the fragrance of the lilac lotus flower spreading among the green leaves on the water surface was taken into the wind.

The sweet breeze breeze playfully surrounded a circle of huge round stone pillars, and then blown into the hall. On the spacious high platform, there is a soft and cool ice silk cloth. The white cloth hangs down along the edge of the high platform, and the corners embroidered with golden silk are on the blue stone floor.

The king of Aaron Landis sat on the high platform, one foot curled up, one foot fell from the edge of the high platform, and stepped on the ground. He wore a simple and neat dress like the first sight, except for the brown leather wristband with gold lines embedded on his wrists, there were no other accessories around him.

He propped his cheeks in one hand and tilted his head to look at the younger brother who was sitting cross-legged beside him. His eyebrows were raised slightly, and his expression looked extremely pleasant.

His brother's attention was not on him, but on the brown little **** of hair rolling in front of him.

The little hairball had two small paws holding a half-raised piece of meat, struggling to bite on it, but, although it worked hard, but its small teeth were not sharp enough to hold the piece of meat, and struggling to tear it After biting for a while, I gnawed off a small piece.

From Gallan's point of view, it seemed to him that the little milk lion was rolling around holding a ball of meat.

"Nega."

After a while, he stared at the little lion softly.

King Camos, who was watching him and the little lion, raised his mouth.

"Really, this is the name you gave it." He asked, "decided?"

"Yes."

"Nega, the patron saint of destruction and war," Camos smiled. "It seems that you have high expectations for this little guy."

"Because his father is so powerful, it should too"

Garland answered vaguely.

He thought, after all, it was the frightening lion on the battlefield that followed your brother Wang's southward expedition to the North Battle, how could he have a majestic name.

Otherwise, when you need the big lion to play on the battlefield later, Brother Camos you shouted in front of everyone-

‘Mimi, rush! ’

‘Mimi, bit him! ’

‘Mimi, come with me! ’

Suddenly he had an urge to call the little hairball named Mimi.

Shaking his head, throwing away the spoof in his mind, Gallan glanced down at the little hairball in front of him who was still struggling to fight the flesh, how could it feel so wasteful?

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't help but stick out his fingers and poke at the fluffy little head. The little milk lion poked over the head put down the meat piece that was trying to nibble, raised his small head to look at him, and then tossed the meat piece aside, rolled aside, facing up to the sky, with his limbs up, and facing Gal Lan exposed his round belly, and gazed at Gallan with small eyes, and then whimpered with milk.

Rub me rub me

Garland: ""

I think you are still called Mimi

Camos naturally didn't know what Garland was thinking in his mind at this moment. If he knew that, the nerves were as big as him, and it was estimated that he had to twitch the corner of his mouth twice, and then deprived a child of the naming rights.

Footsteps sounded from the outside, coming from far and near.

The priest of Shamash holding the scepter walked over the steps and into the hall, standing under the platform, bowing slightly and bowing his head to salute King Camos above.

"King Camos, the will will be released to all parts of the country tomorrow." He said, looking calm, "please cover the royal seal."

After speaking, Xie Muer stepped forward, holding a rectangular cyan stone plate in his hands. The stone plate contained white and delicate white mud. The surface of the white mud was sunken lines, which were neat rows. Qi text.

The language of the text is beautiful and gorgeous, the main idea is that King Camos chose a younger brother, and now tells the whole country about the matter.

The white clay in the bluestone plate is still moist and soft at the moment. Camos read the text on the white clay from beginning to end to confirm that it was correct, and then took off the gold ring on the middle finger. The ring face was carved in green malachite A small royal seal with delicate lines and special characters.

Camos pressed it against the soft clay, leaving a clear pattern on the clay.

The original plan was to establish two younger brothers.

However, King Camos, after watching the life of Heimus, decided not to establish Heimus, only to establish Gallan as the younger brother.

Because Huimos' grandmother had a direct royal bloodline, Huimos naturally inherited this bloodline.

In other words, if King Camos did not have Ligalan, Heimus, who had the direct blood of the royal family, had naturally inherited the nearest throne.

And Gallan, not to mention the straight blood, even the so-called side blood of the royal family is already very thin, basically already a dozen generations away. Without the name of the younger brother, he simply could not have the right to inherit the throne.

Therefore, King Camos only established Gallan as a younger brother, in order to ensure that Gallan's throne inheritance power is higher than Huimus.

However, Heimus, who has direct blood, will be allowed to live in the royal palace, and will also let everyone call him a prince and have all the privileges of being a prince.

Only under the premise that both Camos and Garland died, Huimus was qualified to inherit the throne.

After King Camos put the imperial seal on it, Xie Muer gave the blue stone slab to the subordinates who followed him. His servants bowed and retreated. They will send this blue stone plate to the firing place. After baking, the white clay will become hard and become extremely smooth porcelain, and the words and patterns on it will also be It is completely fixed and cannot be changed. The original version left in the king city will also infiltrate the gold thread in the lines of the characters.

In this way, there is no need to worry that the will of the king will be altered by someone with ulterior motives.

At the same time, using this form of imperial decree can also make the purpose of the king more unique and sacred.

"there's one more thing."

The subordinates escorted away with their will, and Xiemuer still stood on the spot, still speaking in a consistent expressionless manner.

"Please appoint the teachers of the two princes as soon as possible."

Prince Garland.

Prince Huimus.

These two princes, a younger brother of King Camos, and a direct bloodline of the royal family, initially had temporary succession to the throne.

However, this is only temporary, they need to grow up as soon as possible in the absence of Queen Camos.

Camos touched the stubble chin.

"You count one." He said without hesitation, "How is it, Sherman, which one do you want to teach?"

"It's up to you, King Camos."

"What if I let you choose?"

""The priest of Samash was silent for a moment, and then calmly answered, he said, "I will choose to teach Prince Huimus."

The tone of his answer was very smooth, without any slight ups and downs, even if another prince he did not choose was there, his answer was still decisive.

The blond child rubbed the hands of the little lion's soft belly for a second, and then continued to knead, but only a little bit heavier, and Nega whispered and tilted his head to look at him. .

Gallan and the little big eyes of the beans looked at each other for a moment, reached out, picked up the little lion, hugged it in his arms, and stroked the fluffy little head at once.

Although I had already guessed the ending, the chest was still uncontrollably cold for a moment when Xie Muer said that sentence.

Fortunately, this warm and fluffy little fellow eased the coldness on his chest.

It turns out so.

he thinks.

From the beginning, Xie Muer wanted to choose Huimus.

It turned out that from the beginning, this person did not willingly teach him.

Well, no wonder, no wonder this person can abandon him after more than eight years, after all, that was originally the choice of Xiemuer in the beginning.

It has nothing to do with me.

Gallan stroked the little lion in his arms. Niega was lying on his arm, tilting his little head and rubbing left and right on his chest.

he thinks.

This so-called younger brother, this so-called prince of Aaron Landis, he can't do it for long.

He is very stubborn and stubborn, and since he has made a decision, he will go all the way.

He said he didn't want the throne, he just didn't.

Therefore, Xie Muer chooses whoever he chooses, he does not care.

King Camos looked down at him and looked back calmly at his priest of Samash, then glanced at Gallan holding his little lion and playing as if he had never heard the words of Xie Muer, his lips. The horn raised slightly.

"Gallan, you should go to nap for a while." He smiled and touched Gallan's head. "The children don't sleep much, they will grow taller in the future."

When he had finished saying this, he waved his hand and motioned for someone to let the guard take the younger brother to take a nap in the side bedroom next door.

The child looked up, the big golden pupil glanced at him, said nothing, obediently put down the little lion in his arms, re-inserted the piece of meat that had been gnawed into the lion's paw, and then got up and followed his maid who served him left.

After Gallan left, Camos raised his hand again and signaled that the maid, the guard, and the servants who were waiting for him were withdrawn. In this way, only he and Xiemuer were left in the room.

"Your choice, who is that? Well, it seems to be called, hey, what?"

auzw.com King Camos pondered for a while before remembering the name of the dark-haired boy.

"Prince Huimus."

Xie Muer was choked and answered.

"Oh, got it."

Camos said, waving his hand.

"Xie Muer, I appoint you to be Garland's instructor."

He said, a final word.

After thinking about it, he added a few more words.

"Gallan will hand it over to you, take care of him for me, no scolding, no fight, ah, no reprimand, in short, no bullying."

Xie Muer: ""

Since it was your forcible appointment, what was the point of letting me choose someone just now?

Besides, I don’t want to say anything, but I don’t want to rebuke. How can I teach?

Although he thought with dissatisfaction here, he was still calm in his face, bowing his head slightly to salute.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He calmly accepted the appointment of King Camos.

King Camos, who was sitting on the high platform, looked down at him and pressed one hand on the knee of his left leg, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Are you scolding me in your heart?"

""

Saying ‘yes’ is disrespect to the king.

To say ‘no’ is to lie to the king, but also to disrespect.

So Xie Muer chose to be silent.

Camos laughed hahaha.

"Do you think my strongman is in trouble?"

Xie Muer pondered for a moment and then answered.

"Prince Garland is weak."

He said bluntly that the words were sharp and clear, without any euphemism and cover.

"He cannot afford Aaron Landis' future."

Camos was still laughing.

"Xie Muer, don't you think this sentence is familiar?"

""

"'Prince Camos! Like you now, how to bear the future of Aaron Landis!' this sentence." Cameste, who has become the king of Aaron Landis and is loved by all people, uses weird ideas Emphasizing imitating Xie Muer's voice, "From small to large, I have heard this sentence no less than ten times from you. You always feel that I am not a qualified prince."

He said, "Now?"

He smiled lightly and said, "Do you think I am a qualified king?"

Xie Muer leaned over and knelt down, holding the scepter in one hand and laying it on the ground, with one hand covering his heart.

"You are a well-deserved king of Aaron Landis."

He said that it was decisive and sincere.

"Yeah, I think so. No one can do better than me."

Camos said, in a natural tone.

He didn't need humility, he saved Aaron Landis, that was his responsibility, and also his pride.

"So, Xiemuer, don't rush to a conclusion."

He said this, and suddenly the topic changed, pointing to the little milk lion who was still struggling with the meat with his sharp teeth.

The little lion holding a piece of meat, Negah, rolled around, how to see how stupid and cute.

Camos looked straight.

"Look, how is this little guy? Does it look silly?"

Xie Muer: "?"

He looked at the little milk lion, who was not yet full moon, wondering why King Camos suddenly mentioned it.

"Look, is it cute? Like my brother Wang, they are so cute, right?"

King Camos said while holding out his hand. The big hand grabbed the little Nega and pinched it in his hand.

The little milk lion who was nibbling at the meat piece was suddenly caught, and it was the person he hated the most that caught him, suddenly angry, with a small mouth, showing small fangs, and slammed it hard. His finger bite off.

Camos smiled and let it bite, his fingers were full of cocoons, and the skin was thick and thick, Nega's small fangs had not chewed on his fingers for a long time, but only laid a layer on his fingers. Slobber.

"Cute is cute, but it looks weak, right?"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, forming a thin gap, he suddenly exuded a terrible pressure around his body, his hand pinched tightly.

"Look, it's so weak, so small, I can pinch it to death with a little effort."

Xie Muer stood silently watching below, he just watched, said nothing.

The little lion was squeezed and groaned, obviously it was squeezed and felt uncomfortable, but it just so whined, and continued to bite the finger holding it fiercely, even with a bite, Very fierce.

That is that it is not a beast. It should be said that it is the inherent ferocity of the future king of beasts, and pride.

King Camos smiled, released his hand, and let go of Little Nyga.

The little hairball that was put down turned over, hit a roll and stood up, neither escaping nor fearing, just standing on the spot and roaring fiercely at Camos.

"Those who are born to be pets only, as soon as they see me, they will be scared to turn around and run away. Once they get close to me, they will be scared to tremble."

Camos said, "But this little guy, even if caught by me, will bite me fiercely."

"Even if it looks like a weak little guy now, it will become a frightening lion in the future."

"Indeed, the child does look very weak now. For us, he is so weak that we can pinch to death with one hand."

King Camos smiled and said that his sitting posture looked lazy, but even if he just sat there quietly, it was like a brown lion lying lazily on the ground, with an invisible deterrent .

He squinted and smiled, and there was some kind of exciting light flashing in his golden brown eyes.

"Even if such a weak child might become a lion who can scream with a roar in the future?"

He paused.

"So, Xiemuer, can you be a little patient?"

He says,

"After all, that's the only little guy in this world who defeated the invincible King Camos."

Xie Muer, who had been silent for a while, frowned at this.

"Victory?"

He asked doubtfully.

When did something happen that he didn’t know?

King Camos: ""

I accidentally said that I miss

He changed the subject quickly.

"In short, it was so decided."

After he finished speaking, he waved his waywardly and drove someone away.

"You can step back."

As the mighty King Camos, let others know that the embarrassing thing is impossible, this life is impossible.

However, our mighty King Camos did not know that, not long after, His Excellency the priest directly asked his new disciple-yes, that well-behaved (?) younger brother who answered what he asked -Then Xiemuer got an answer that made him want to hit someone.