The old king had a physical problem. He refused to eat and didn't sleep much. He often saw hallucinations and often made many strange behaviors.
Just yesterday, he regarded a stone in front of the door as General Andrew, and based on the overall situation of diplomacy and domestic defense, he assigned twenty-one tasks to this stone.
"He can no longer walk, but he still has endless words to say," Chris sighed. "He wants to have meetings and thinks about it every day. He is now a crazy old man living in his own world, and I don't think he can survive.
It’s been too long.”
Reggie said: "Have you ever gone to see Imma and Camila? They are both excellent doctors. Let them give your father a good treatment first."
Chris smiled bitterly and said: "I have already contacted Camilla. I am very familiar with her. She once helped me block the plague."
Reggie was surprised: "She has never mentioned it to me. Can she cure your father?"
Chris shook his head and said: "No, Camilla said that my father has lost the nourishment of some kind of spring water, and his life is slowly withering."
"What spring water?"
"Camilla can't explain clearly, I guess..." Chris hesitated, and then talked about his request, "If possible, I would like to rent your conference hall. I will rent it for one day."
Okay, I know the meeting hall is a sacred place, and I will pay you a high rent, if it is really inconvenient..."
"It's convenient," Reggie nodded, "I'll rent it to you."
Unexpectedly, Reggie answered so simply, and the stunned Chris was speechless for a long time.
"You're just renting it to me like this?"
"Yes."
"How much rent do you want?"
Reggie thought for a while and said: "If you want to rent such a spacious and bright conference hall for a whole day, it will cost at least ten silver coins, and you have to be responsible for cleaning it yourself."
"Like, such a sacred place... only costs ten silver coins?" Chris still didn't believe his ears.
"That's not a sacred place," Reggie shrugged. "I haven't been there since New Year. You might want to clean it up."
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Reggie was not joking. The sanitary conditions of the conference hall were really not very good. There were dust and cobwebs everywhere. Thinking of the magnificent conference hall in Lion City, Chris really couldn't associate this place with the conference.
Chris hired five workers and cleaned them all morning before the hall was barely passable. Moreover, each worker needed a commission of one silver coin. In other places, ten copper coins would be too much for short-term workers like this.
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This is the puzzling situation in Broken Snow City. Here, the most valuable thing is always the people.
Chris gave these workers double their wages because there was still another job for them to complete.
Chris needs them to play ministers so that he can hold a complete meeting for the old king.
He first divided the roles, and he played the role of Prime Minister Spindu, the knight Sandos played the role of General Andrew, Edmund played Edmund, and the other workers played the role of Grand Bachelor, Chancellor of Finance and Minister of Foreign Affairs respectively.
But the situation was not as smooth as expected, and the old king made another very strange move.
He couldn't recognize the workers, but he could recognize the people he was familiar with.
"Chris, I'm really disappointed in you," the old king shook his head. "You were not qualified to participate in this meeting. It was the tolerant ministers who gave you the opportunity to sit in the meeting. Why don't you cherish it? You
Why do you want to sit in front of the Prime Minister? Do you have this qualification?"
Chris pointed to the worker next to him, a man in his fifties: "Do you think he is the Prime Minister?"
"Isn't it?"
"Uh...okay."
"Sit down in your place, and your knight, and let him stand outside the door!"
Chris sat at the bottom of the table, and Sandos left the venue directly.
After disrupting the seating arrangements, things became a little troublesome. These workers didn't have to speak at first, but now they had to speak.
"Chief Maester, my old friend," the king looked at a worker with a smile, "I heard that several lords have some complaints against me. What do you think of this matter?"
The worker looked at the old king in confusion, then turned and looked at Chris again.
Chris quickly took over the topic: "Father, I think this matter..."
"I didn't let you speak!" the king said angrily, "This is a sacred meeting hall, you have to call me His Majesty the King!"
Chris did not dare to say anything more. Edmund said from the side: "Your Majesty, this is my duty. I will immediately arrest those lords who are talking nonsense and judge them according to the laws of the kingdom."
"They must be judged!" The king slammed the table hard. "Slandering the king is equal to slandering the kingdom! Such people must be severely punished!"
The hall became quiet, and it was quiet for a long time. Chris looked at the worker playing the role of Prime Minister and signaled that it was time for him to speak.
But the worker looked at Chris in confusion, not knowing what to do.
What a bunch of ignorant people. This is a perfect opportunity to flatter him, but he doesn't know how to cherish it.
Finally, the king could not help but speak: "My Prime Minister, what do you think of this?"
The worker was startled, then smiled and said: "You said I am the Prime Minister? Am I the Prime Minister who was severely beaten by our lord?"
The workers laughed loudly, and Chris whispered: "Don't you want to get paid? Do your job seriously!"
The workers did not dare to laugh. The old king frowned and looked at Chris: "What did you do just now? Why are they laughing? Do you know where this place is? Do you know the dignity and glory of the kingdom!"
Although he was scolded, Chris breathed a sigh of relief.
When it comes to the dignity and glory of the kingdom, it's time for the king to make a speech.
According to the king's custom, the speech is divided into three parts: one is the history of the kingdom, the other is the king's achievements, and the third is the king's sacred majesty that cannot be offended.
The meeting lasted from noon to late at night, and the king did not give anyone a chance to speak. In the last part of the speech, he added an explanation of morality and law, and pushed the speech to a climax again and again with great emotion.
"Offending the majesty of the king is tantamount to offending the glory of the entire kingdom! Desecrating the dignity of every citizen of Lane! Such people must be morally condemned and at the same time severely punished by the law! Those ungrateful pigs are worse than dogs.
Lords, they dare to slander their king behind his back. Who gave them the identity and status they have today? Who gave them their vast territory and docile people? Who saved them from being enslaved and killed by other countries?
Who is..."
"That's enough!" The king was reaching the climax of his climax when a worker suddenly stood up.
The king looked at the worker angrily and shouted: "Foreign Minister, what do you want to express? Do you also want to offend the majesty of the king?"
The worker ignored the old king. He came to Chris and said, "We only promised to work for you for one day. How long has it been now?"
Chris looked so embarrassed: "Please sit down first, and I will give you double the reward."
"I don't want ten times the pay!" the worker spat on the ground, "I'm going home, my wife and children are waiting for me, and I don't want to hear this lunatic talk nonsense here again!"
"Crazy man!" the king roared, "guards! Take him to the dungeon and send him to the gallows tomorrow!"
The worker left without looking back. He was not worried that Chris would default on his debt. The Sui Xue Law had very severe penalties for defaulting on wages.
"Where are the guards! Guards!" The king was still roaring, and another worker stood up: "I've had enough of this lunatic. Send him to the hospital. Maybe he can be saved."
The workers left one after another, and finally only Chris and Edmund were left in the hall.
The king beat his chest hard and shouted: "Kill them, kill these madmen, the meeting is not over yet, it is not over..."
The king was coughing violently, and Chris quickly got him some water. When the water reached his lips, the old king had stopped breathing.
Chris put down the water jug. He had never received even a trace of fatherly love from the king, but he still cried.
Edmund closed the king's eyes with his hands and whispered: "The meeting is over, my lord."
King Llane IX, Ronald Llane, held the last meeting in his life and choked to death on his own saliva in the venue.