Chapter 382 Intrigue (4)

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Princess Yicheng watched and listened expressionlessly.△↗

This is a farce, a farce that she herself started and is leading.

Not to mention that the emperor of the Central Plains would not be elected by the courtiers, but the king of the Turkic Khanate. How could he be born like this?

These people have stayed in the royal court for too long. The two Khans Qimin Khan and Shibi Khan gave them too much stability and prosperity.

They have begun to forget how the grassland Khan obtained his authority.

Only the crown stained by the blood of loved ones will be more dazzling, and only the heads of enemies will make this crown shine.

Only strong power can keep this crown stable on the head of King Khan.

Empty words, no matter how beautiful they are, can make a person ascend to the throne of King Khan?

Of course, this is exactly what she hopes to see. The more arguments there are, the farther away those proposed candidates will be from their position.

No controversy? Ha, how is that possible?

With so many descendants of Ashina gathered together, how could there be no controversy?

So, that is to say, she single-handedly led the Turkic nobles in the royal court into a misunderstanding. The recommendation system that appeared during the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors era actually appeared in the northern Turkic royal court after many years. Isn't it ridiculous?

Some people have already begun to propose Ashina Ashbowl core. Young people, unable to calm down and lack of political wisdom, actually took part in the battle themselves.

He proposed to join forces with Li Yuan in the south to attack the enemies who had brought pain to the Turks, hoping to increase his weight on the throne of the Khan.

If, at this time, he was holding the enemy's head in his hand to show his prowess, he was doing the right thing, but what he proposed was a strategy, a strategy that should only take effect after ascending to the throne of Khan.

This is really ridiculous... Princess Yicheng raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but the name Li Yuan hurt her heart.

This shows that the young Ashina Shiboxin did not take her feelings into consideration at all. He was a reckless and self-righteous guy. Princess Yicheng glanced at the young Turkic nobleman in disgust and lowered her eyes.

Ashina Shiboxin didn't notice this. He sat down like a victorious general, as if he was reminiscing about the feeling of being in the spotlight when he spoke in front of everyone.

Unsurprisingly, there were more voices supporting him, but some older nobles shook their heads. Young people lacked dignity, and the general strategies Ashina Shiboxin mentioned were not in their eyes.

Worth mentioning.

Instead, he felt that he was deceived by the Sui people from the south. The guests in his tent spoke sweet words in his ears.

Someone else is proposing Ashina Wusi Gu, the eldest son of Shibi Khan and the elder brother of Ashina Shiboxin.

This is even more interesting. This is a guy who loves wine and women more than anything else. He once committed adultery with his mother, which is unacceptable even in Turks.

The only reason why Shibi Khan did not kill his son was that he had a powerful grandfather, the most violent hero among the Tiele people.

Even Shibi Khan was not willing to cause that person's dissatisfaction easily.

Therefore, Ashina Wusigu could only live and die intoxicated in the royal court. He was always surrounded by fine wine and beauties, but he lacked the most basic things for a Turkic man.

Bravery and desire for power.

The name of such a person was mentioned, but he himself was not even present at the alliance meeting. This was obviously to win over Tiele tribes.

The starting point is similar to the Ashina Ashbowl Core. They all want to use this to increase the weight in their hands.

This made several other candidates look bad, and being juxtaposed with such a person made them feel humiliated.

The nobleman who proposed the proposal gradually turned pale under the eyes of several pairs of sharp swords, and ended hastily.

Obviously, no matter who ascends the throne of this unknown guy who is related to the Tiele tribe, his head will not be longer than his neck.

Of course, it would be a different story if someone manipulated such an episode.

After an unknown amount of time, the quarrels between the nobles became more intense.

The extremely sacred word "god" has never appeared so frequently. Maybe the god is listening to their words, and he will probably get bored gradually, because these words are full of the rancid smell of power and interest, and there is no piety at all.

Princess Yicheng played with the furry wolf tail, raised her head, glanced to the right, and nodded slightly.

So Ashina Biji, who had been looking at her, took a deep breath and finally stood up.

"Why do I hear the names of Ashina Dubi, who was deprived of power by the Khan, and the young Ashina Shiboxin?"

"You must know that sitting in front of you is the noble Turli Khan. His bloodline is beyond doubt. His achievements satisfy the gods. His wisdom and courage are unmatched by anyone.

His name is circulating in the wind on the grassland."

"I, Ashina Biji from the south of Acre, propose that the noble Tuli Khan, Ashina Elivo, take over the throne of Khan."

There was silence in the palace. In fact, most of the nobles in the palace now believed that King Khan would be born between Ashina Shiboxin and Ashina Dubi.

The other candidates, whether they are Ashina Wusi Gu, Ashina Qiuluo, and Shibi Khan's two uncles, are just foils.

As for Ashina Erivo, he had been excluded from the game long ago.

Sure enough, there was only a moment of silence before someone sneered and said: "The one we elected is the noble Turkic Khan. His wife and children have become slaves. Hearing his name makes people feel ashamed. He

What qualifications do you have to become the master of the Turks?"

The speaker obviously had hatred for Ashina Allivo. His words were very vicious, but what he said was an indisputable fact.

But someone stood up again. This was a gray-haired old man, who was a little embarrassed when he spoke. It was not easy to live to such an old age in the Turkic Khanate.

"Tuli... Tuli Khan has... the largest number of tribes... he has conquered... he has conquered countless eastern tribes. Small... small failures cannot cover up... his achievements. I think he...

He is the best candidate for Khan."

Surprisingly, it was not a one-sided crusade, but some nobles were actually willing to stand up and clearly support Ashina Eliver.

Ashina Allivo himself was a little surprised. His gloomy eyes like a dead man gradually brightened up. He glanced upward at the superior woman and finally confirmed that this woman who didn't know what she was thinking was really supporting her.

He was willing to help him ascend to the throne of Khan.

Hope gradually made his spirit excited.

This was a familiar voice ringing in his ears, "Brother, your persistence is really admirable. If you can ascend to the throne, how many people in this room can survive?"

"If this is really the case, I beg you to bury me at the foot of the Holy Mountain and let me accompany my wife."

That guy who looked like a lion also had a cunning heart. His voice was so loud that it echoed in the palace, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

This was more effective than any vicious curse, and the voice of opposition suddenly grew louder.

Ashina Erivo looked at his brother viciously and tried to make his voice clear.

"Brother, for decades, who among the creatures living on the grassland does not know your reputation? How can the blood of Ashina's descendants stained on my hands compare to yours?"

"Every time you come to the royal court, people salute you respectfully, but can you hear the curses in their hearts?"

Two once-prominent Turkic nobles finally came face to face with each other.

This time there was no flash of swords or the dying screams of the warriors as a background. They attacked each other with lips and tongues that the Turks considered to be the most useless.

They all felt helpless, but no one wanted to step back, because they all believed that they were only one step away from the throne.

The palace gradually became chaotic. Most of the nobles were actually unwilling for these two people to ascend the throne. Young Ashina Shiboxin's face showed joy, thinking that he could reap the benefits.

But in fact, his prestige is not even enough to convince the public.

In other words, the candidates for King Khan all have weaknesses that can be attacked by others. The more people speak, the more they feel that they are not worthy of becoming Khan.

Ashina Dubi, who had always been at a disadvantage, stood up angrily and wanted to go to the opposite side and kill his brother who was spitting out venom like a poisonous snake.

After taking just two steps, he was stopped by several nobles.

During the push, the strong Ashina Dubi waved his fist, and the two nobles immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

People who were friendly with them rushed up and started fighting with Ashina Dubi.

The toughness and rudeness of the Turks finally came to light, and the nobles were infected. They cursed and pushed each other, and seemed to be seeking revenge.

The smile on Princess Yicheng's face flashed away. These stupid guys never knew what real power planning looked like.

They are all a group of people who rely on blood and brute force to fight for power, even Ashina Ranqian and Ashina Dojishi are no exception.

These damn guys...

The sense of superiority in intelligence made Princess Yicheng narrow her eyes and feel great psychological satisfaction.

Then, she just waved her hand lightly, and the leaders of the Fu ion who had been prepared immediately ran out, shouted loudly outside, and swarmed in with the Fu ion, separating the entangled nobles.

When the hall became quiet for a while, the woman finally stood up slowly and looked at the nobles in the hall angrily, letting her power spread without any scruples.

(monthly ticket monthly ticket...)


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