Chapter eight hundred and eighty third love to die
Chapter 883: Love even if you die
Greed can be said to be innate to human beings. As long as people have thoughts, they will have this thing. But what makes people different from animals is that they have thoughts. They should know how to control and make choices, do what they can, and not let it be allowed to happen.
Let it grow unbridled, otherwise it will only bring madness or destruction.
In fact, it is easier said than done. In the face of greed, many people always have all kinds of luck. Just like these tribesmen who have received money from Chahara Wushu, they have just begun to accept their first payment.
They must have struggled with the extra wealth, but in the end greed defeated reason. Today Ashig decided to let them completely wake up. Maybe he did this just to make it smoother for his son to inherit the throne in the future. To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of ability.
Greed within reach.
After kneeling for nearly an hour and a half, the great elder Li Jian finally couldn't bear it any longer and fell down. Asig waved his hand, and two guards immediately stepped forward to lift Li Jian up, one on the left and the other on the right. A guard behind him backhanded him.
Pulling out the scimitar from his waist, the old man was so frightened that he opened his mouth and shouted loudly and tremblingly: "King Khan, I didn't say anything! Please spare me..."
Ashige's eyes turned sharply and he sneered: "I told you to kill anyone who asks for mercy on the spot. Great Elder, you should have predicted this day when you collected Wushu's money." After saying that, he ignored Lie Jian.
He shouted and waved his hands to several guards to drag the person out.
After a while, a shrill scream came from outside the palace door, and there was no more sound. A guard came in holding a bloody scimitar, put his right palm on his chest and saluted Ahiqhan, and then returned the knife to its sheath.
, stepped back and stood aside.
The clansmen who were kneeling on the ground were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They never imagined that the usually kind and humble King Khan would become decisive and murderous in vain. Li Jian, who was also a great elder respected by the clansmen, was killed like this.
Even if they are executed, will the others still have a chance to survive?
Regret, this group of people is really starting to regret it now, even their fucking intestines and stomachs are full of regret. If they had known that this would be the case, they would have taken advantage of their ten courages and did not dare to use Wushu! Now it is too late to say anything.
, it was their betrayal that prompted Ashiq Khan to change, and at the same time cost them their lives.
Asiga slowly swept over everyone's faces with his indifferent eyes, and finally stopped on Chahartai's face: "Second Elder, do you have anything to say?"
Chahartai's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Here we are at last. It seems that I will go underground with Lie Jian to keep company!" He smiled sadly and said: "King Khan, I won't say anything to beg for mercy, but
I have a small condition before I die, I hope you can agree to it."
A few days ago, the two elders were planning to ask King Khan to give up the throne in the name of being without a queen. Unexpectedly, a few days later, they were reduced to being slaughtered on the chopping board. They lamented that the world is unpredictable. One wrong move and everything was locked up. They regretted it too late.
Yes.
Ashiq Khan touched the figure on the armrest of the throne with his fingers and said casually: "Speak, I will listen."
Chahartai stood up with his hands on the ground. His knees were already numb. He stood upright and swayed again. He looked up at Ashig and said with a wry smile: "King Khan, Lie Jian and I have been watching each other since childhood.
Growing up with you, you are more than generous, but not decisive enough. It is a blessing for Lie Jian and I to die under the wrath of your golden sword today. I only ask you one thing, let us two old people be buried in the grave after death.
Ancestral Tombs.”
Ashig narrowed his eyes, nodded and said: "Okay, I can agree to this request, but I want to ask you, do you know you are wrong?"
Chahartai opened his eyelids and said in a trembling voice: "Chahartai knows his mistake. You are a good Khan. I believe that under your leadership in the near future, our tribe will become more prosperous and powerful. I'm leaving."
Now, let’s go play deer chess with the old King Khan.” After saying that, he turned around, staggered a few steps, raised his head and walked towards the door of the palace.
Compared with Lie Jian who was shouting loudly when he was being carried down, Chahartai seemed much calmer. It takes a lot of courage to die generously, choke! A guard pulled out a sharp scimitar and followed closely.
go out.
There was silence in the main hall. Those tribesmen who had collected their belongings were completely in despair. Two elders became victims of the scimitar one after another. Is there any way for them to survive?
Ahige said calmly: "Actually, I still don't understand why you are willing to betray your own people for wealth? If you can give me a reason that satisfies me, I can pretend that it didn't happen.
Come on, Ulange, you say it first."
Ulange is in charge of all kinds of foreign trade in the royal city. He used to be one of the most trusted people of Ashiq Khan. The huge royal city is like a rotating machine, and every part is indispensable. This place is like a
In small towns, apart from the fact that there is no need to pay any taxes, all other departments have dedicated personnel in charge. Speaking of foreign trade, it is still a very lucrative department.
The named Ulange is a short, chubby guy with a bloated body. Just from the appearance, you can guess that this guy has lived a very prosperous life. He has a fat head and big ears, and he has a slim body and fair skin.
A pampered corner boy.
The so-called foreign trade in the royal city is mainly unilateral procurement and investment. Although the wealth left by the ancestors is considerable, it will inevitably end up emptying out as time goes by. The biggest role of the foreign trade department in addition to daily procurement of daily necessities is to use
Money begets money, and we use the capital left by our ancestors to create more wealth, so that we can have long-term prosperity and be prosperous for thousands of years.
Ulange himself is a Ph.D. in economics, and his titles are all related to money. He is a securities investment expert, a Ph.D. in finance... His ability to make money is unparalleled. With his excellent financial management and investment skills, he used a short period of time to
In just five years, his wealth has increased sixfold. It stands to reason that a person like this who has been dealing with the economy for many years should be unlikely to accept bribes. However, he is one of the people who was bribed by Wushu. This makes Ah
Sigg was very puzzled.
People who are short of money embezzle for the sake of money, but it is somewhat unjustifiable for a person who has been directly dealing with huge wealth all year round to accept bribes. It can be said that making money in Ulange is not much more difficult than drinking a glass of boiled water.
Ulange shook his head and stood up. He took two steps forward and moved his knee joints. The sweat on his face was already dripping down his chin. The two elders had already been taken out with sharp knives. He clicked.
Can you not be nervous?
"King Khan, the reason why I was bribed is very simple, because I fell in love with Bova, the daughter of Chahara Wushu, but I also know that she has never liked me. I have never touched the things they gave me. Really?
Yes, every time Chahara Wushu gives a gift, there are very detailed records. From the very beginning, I wanted to refuse, but I couldn't refuse, and I also used various reasons to hint that he would continue to give... I will be beheaded today.
It reminds me of a Chinese song, I will love you even if I die!"