The sound is so small that even Fangfei doesn't understand what she is saying.
Only the sweat on His Majesty's forehead - such a cold wind, he was sweating profusely.
He had cold symptoms. Although he had been controlled and had not had an attack for a long time, it had not been cured after all. Moreover, it was very terrible to sweat so much at such a time.
Suddenly I understood why at the end of the negotiation, Your Majesty still pretended to be tolerant and generous. Not only did he not dare to punish anyone in the temple, but he also had to give a lot of rewards to comfort him.
Even if you are the emperor, you don’t mean you can do whatever you want.
Various intricate forces and complex factional struggles.
If a repression is not suitable, it will incite a large-scale riot.
Otherwise, all emperors of all generations shouted loudly to punish corruption, but under the political system of the world, corrupt officials could not be governed at all. They knew who was corrupt officials and who were treacherous officials, and they did not dare to take the lead.
, if you really kill corrupt officials, you will be able to achieve peace in the world.
They can't do it at all!
If they do not kill corrupt officials and destroy their country, they will not be able to sit on their own dragon throne even after killing corrupt officials.
This time, the debate was like walking on thin ice.
Now I understand why this is.
But, it's too late.
The laughter of the priest Adam was in the dark night, as if a devil was crying: "The great god will curse you... you heretics, ungrateful things... burn the holy virgin princess to death and maintain the dignity of the temple..."
A team of gray-clad soldiers had already broken through the obstacles of the crowd and rushed in.
Priest Adam looked at the gray-clad men climbing down and laughed: "Come on, you things... you shameless things, you things that betray your ancestors... hahaha... I won't be afraid of you
...The great god will punish you...The great god will never forgive you..."
He laughed wildly while waving his torch.
Everyone was really afraid that he would wave it under the booth, and the bright pine oil would be just a little bit.