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Volume 4 Leviathan Chapter 62 Substitution

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    "Wu Maung Kee, please don't worry. Everyone gets angry sometimes. Luo Lin and I both know that you have been serving the royal family faithfully." Chen Zaixing smiled: "I understand your thoughts very well. The kingdom cannot  It exists without the New Army, and the New Army needs money, but as the king's servant and the leader of the Privy Council, you always have to do things you are unwilling to do. ""For example, selling your compatriots as slaves?" "What if you want to do that.  I don't care about that!" Chen Zaixing sneered: "For Shunhua Company, it's just a matter of money. If you think this makes you feel embarrassed, I can make a request to a domestic company, and I believe I can find one.  Enough for the miners. But I just want to remind you that it was not me who turned them into slaves, but the laws of the Kingdom of Myanmar." Maung Ji stared hard into Chen Zaixing's eyes, but the other party just looked back calmly.  There was no joy or anger in his eyes, and after a while, Maang Ji walked out without saying a word.  The next day, Maung Kyi submitted his resignation to the inner palace. After the regent Princess Luo Lin failed to retain her, she immediately accepted Maung Kyi's resignation, and Diok took over as Privy Council Counselor, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Myanmar.  After Diok ascended the throne of Privy Council Counselor, the first thing he did was to immediately order the sale of all existing slaves to the Shunhua Company at the price of three taels of silver per person, and at the same time ordered the Shunhua Company to be given a railway from Mandalay to Kunming.  The exploration rights also include the development rights of land, minerals and forests within 30 kilometers on both sides of the railway.  In return, the Burmese royal family received a 30% stake in the newly established Myanmar Railway Company.  "Diok, this traitor, he turned to Chen Zaixing so quickly!" Maang Ji slammed the table, the wine glass jumped up with the shaking table, and the spilled wine soaked a large area of ??the table.  "He has become Shunguo's dog a long time ago!" Sitting across the table was a strong Burmese aristocrat, who was already six to seventy percent drunk and his face was already a little blue: "If that Chen Zaixing hadn't protected him,  Because he participated in the murder of the late king by the false king Meng Ji, he had been trampled to death by the elephant a long time ago!" At this point, the Burmese nobleman lowered his voice and said: "U Maung Kyi, you must find a way to deal with this dog, otherwise!  Sooner or later, he will put his dirty hands on our heads! " "What do you mean, Tu San?" Maang Ji heard the sinister meaning in the other party's words and couldn't help but trembled. He was already half drunk.  "Do it!" Tu San sneered: "A few days ago, several servants from my village escorted this year's taxes. They are from several generations. They are very loyal to me. I also have weapons there. Find them.  This guy was the one who got angry. He offended a lot of people when he started the rebellion. Who would have thought that it was the two of us who made the move?  Are you crazy? You should know that Diok is accompanied by dozens of guards wherever he goes, and he is also Mandalay's biggest spy leader. Can you kill him? How much trouble will it cause?  Yeah! Get rid of this idea as soon as possible!" Tu San sneered: "Maung Ji, it is precisely because he is the spy leader that I want to kill him. Killing this is the best dog used by the people of the country.  Blind their eyes so that other guys who want to join the Shun people will know what will happen to them. As for the guards, I have my own way!" "What way?" Maang Ji couldn't help but think.  It's not that I hate Diok to the core, it's just that I don't know where to start.  "You should know that according to the nobility, if the nobility wants to meet with the two majesties, they must enter alone and bring at most one attendant. No matter how many guards Diok has, he cannot be brought to the palace!" "You plan to assassinate in the palace.  Diok?" Maang Ji's face suddenly turned gray.  "Of course I'm not that stupid! Of course my people can't get in either!" Tu San smiled, dipped his finger in the wine glass, and began to explain while drawing on the table.  "You know, in order to prevent the soldiers guarding the gate from affecting the nobles in the palace, the guards are actually not at the palace gate, but at the gate outside the palace gate. There is a section of about 800 meters between the two gates.  The road is also used as a place to park carriages, horses and sedan chairs. When Diok reaches the gate, the guards must stay, and my people will start between the gate and the palace gate!" At this point, Tu San stretched out his hand!  His finger tapped the blank space.  "Then how did your people bring weapons in?" "Haha, then the secret must not be leaked!" Two days later.  Diok was sitting in a sedan chair, surrounded by fifty fully armed soldiers, all of whom he had sheltered during the war.  Diok knew in his heart that at first he followed the false king Meng Ji, and later he killed Meng Ji and joined the loyal army. There were many people who wanted his life. Instead of counting on thatIf your enemy lets you go, it is better for you to be careful.  However, from the two years of war, Diok learned this truth, that is, if a small country like Myanmar wants to live well, the only way is to identify a thigh and hug it tightly. When the situation is reversed,  , then you should decisively jump on another boat, there is no other way.  Diok thought and did this, so he was able to ascend the throne of Privy Council Counselor. He also knew why he could sit in this position below one person and above ten thousand people, and he used the fastest and fastest way to do it.  A thorough and at the same time the most shameless act to repay his master's kindness.  As for the curses and threats from the nobles in the Privy Council, Diok, even if he did not ignore them, did not take them too seriously. For him, the most terrifying thing was not the hatred of his compatriots, but the loss of the blessing of power.  He firmly believes that as long as there is no dry wood under the anger of hatred, there is nothing to fear.  Just as Diok closed his eyes and meditated in the sedan chair, the sedan stopped, and the voice of a close confidant came from the suburbs.  "Sir, we have arrived at the palace gate!" Diok nodded, got out of the sedan, straightened his clothes, and said, "Enter the palace!" Diok entered the gate and walked towards the palace along a road paved with bluestones.  Walking towards the gate, the gate was newly built after Meng Ji's last rebellion. The purpose was to strengthen the guard of the palace. Between the gate and the palace gate, it turned into a large and spacious courtyard, which was used for temporary parking of sedan chairs on weekdays.  place.  Diok and his entourage walked about half the way when they suddenly saw several men dressed as bearers surrounding them, with their hands wrapped in their sleeves, and they had bad intentions.  "Sir, something is wrong. Let's go to the palace gate quickly!" Diok nodded. The intuition brought about by wandering between life and death for several years made him feel that death was approaching him. He quickened his pace and headed towards  Run to the palace gate.  "Kill him, and you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!" The leader of the sedan chair shouted, and everyone pulled out their steel knives from their sleeves and rushed towards Diok.  "My lord, run quickly, I'll block you here!" The attendant pushed Diok hard and turned around to face the assassins.  Diok ran towards the palace gate without saying a word. Soon there were sounds of fighting and cursing behind him, which turned into dying moans in the blink of an eye. Diok knew that his follower was finished, so he gritted his teeth.  , rolled and crawled to the palace gate, and shouted loudly to the two guards guarding the door: "There are assassins!" Almost at the same time, the assassins who had killed the entourage had already caught up with them, holding high their bloody swords.  The steel knife roared and rushed towards Diok.  The guards at the palace gate are different from the guards at the outer gate. They are more of an honorary position. They are usually selected from tall and handsome young people from noble families. I have never seen such a battle before. The two guards were in a hurry.  As soon as the gun was cocked, the assassins had already rushed in front of them. One of them was immediately stabbed down with a knife. The remaining person fired a shot, but it missed. Then he was chopped on the head by the assassin with a knife, and he fell down.  Seeing that something was not going well, Diok turned around and ran away into the palace. As he ran, he shouted: "An assassin has entered the palace, an assassin has entered the palace!"  After a while, Diok turned two corners and disappeared, but the heavy footsteps and orders of the guards outside kept coming. It was obvious that the gunshots just now had alerted the soldiers outside the palace.  The assassin leader stamped his feet: "Forget it, Diok is very slippery, let's all run away, don't fall into the hands of the soldiers!" Twenty minutes later, Diok, sweating profusely, knelt down  In front of the livid-faced Luo Lin and the frightened Luo Qin, his whole body trembled.  Several bloody corpses were lying on the side, and two men were kneeling on the ground with bruises all over their bodies.  "What's going on? We actually let assassins come to the palace! Are there so many rebels in Myanmar?" Luo Lin finally couldn't hold back the anger and fear in his chest and shouted loudly.  "My lord deserves to die, my lord deserves to die!" Diok kowtowed quickly. As a counselor of the Privy Council and the de facto Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Burma, Diok was also responsible for the poor security of the palace.  "Luo Lin!" Chen Zaixing came out from behind, gently hugged Luo Lin's shoulders, and said, "Now is not the time to hold people accountable. The important thing is to find out the real culprit behind the scenes and punish them severely!"  "You are right, Resurrection! Diok, interrogate the assassin immediately, and be sure to catch the culprit behind it! No matter who it is, he must be severely punished!" "Yes, Your Majesty the Princess!" Dio  Ke kowtowed excitedly, stood up, and cast a grateful look at Chen Zaixing, who was standing behind Luo Lin. He knew very well who had saved him just now and turned things in his favor.  "Looking at Diok's leaving figure, Luo Lin's tense body suddenly relaxed, and she leaned weakly against ChenXing's arms: "Resurrection, how could things become like this? Are there so many people in the Privy Council who oppose my appointment of Diok to govern?" "Luo Lin, the specific situation is not clear yet, so don't think about it.  Too many!" Chen Zaixing gently rubbed his wife's hair and whispered: "But one thing you are right about is that once external troubles are eliminated, internal troubles will arise!"
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