Ren, with gray hair and beard, was half-sitting on a large wooden bed. The bed was carved with cloud patterns and embedded with several evenly cut rubies.
If Richard saw it, he would definitely feel a strong sense of disobedience, and he would also complain that Aragorn had distorted the painting style of this world.
However, the people in the palace have long been accustomed to this kind of unusual decoration and architectural style, and do not think there is anything wrong with it.
There is a round stool directly under the big bed, and I don't know who is sitting on it. It is so lonely that it is very eye-catching, as if it should not be placed there.
Anyway, a king would generally not sit on a single stool without even a place to lean on it.
According to the rules of the palace, all discussions must be held in the main hall, but occasionally there will be dramas in the bedroom.
Occasionally, the king would summon some of his ministers who were about to retire to the palace to chat about household matters as a show of favor, which would give them some extra bragging rights in the future.
The summoned ministers would sit on the round stool, facing the king.
But today, there was a young man sitting on the round stool that should have been reserved for veterans.
The young man's face shape is 60-70% similar to Ren's. Sitting on the stool is not restrained at all. He crosses his legs and holds his hands on his knees. His posture is very casual.
"Father, this stool is so uncomfortable to sit on. One day I will get you a leather sofa."
"Let me tell you, that sofa is really comfortable. It's stuffed with cotton and cashmere, and sewn together with snow rabbit skins. When you lie down on it, it feels like you're wrapped in cotton."
"I don't know how those merchants in the North came up with it. There are always some new things coming out of my brother-in-law's territory."
"However, I ordered people in the south to imitate some sea animal skins. Although the skin is not as soft as snow rabbit skin, it is smooth and tough, and it is also moisture-proof. It has taken away a lot of business from northern merchants."
"Anyway, it's much more comfortable than your wooden bench. After sitting here for a while, my butt hurts."
The young man used a round stool as a guide and talked for a long time.
But King Ren just sat on the bed and stared at him intently.
"Fourth, what are you nervous about?"
Ren's words interrupted Prince Pare who had been talking.
The fourth prince, who was still introducing the sofa eloquently, was suddenly startled, and unconsciously lowered his legs, and the whole person fell silent.
The room suddenly became eerily quiet.
"Ah"
It took a long time before Parley let out a chuckle.
He was really nervous
He sat in front of Ren, deliberately talking casually and talking incessantly, seemingly casually.
In fact, he is just covering up his own fears.
At this time, Ren's words put it right, and he really relaxed a lot.
"It's my first time to launch a coup, so I'm really a little nervous."
"snort!"
"You were killed in rivers of blood in the south, why are you so nervous here?"
"Ahem!"
Renn coughed a few times when he got excited when he spoke. Renn, who had been so healthy a while ago, suddenly looked like he was about to die.
"Father, don't get excited, I haven't taken action yet..."
"You did it?"
"Father, do you think I have this ability?"
Although the fourth prince Parley was a man of genius and managed many forces in his hands, he could not poison Ren, who had been living in the palace.
The entire palace is run like an iron barrel by Ren, and it would be impossible to poison him.
But just like that, Ren's body collapsed rapidly as if he had been poisoned, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in a month.
The originally full head of black hair turned into silver threads, and a great knight-level expert suddenly couldn't even walk.
It's not like poison can do it at all, it's more like a spell.
Ren's physical condition made Parley feel a little chilly.
"Did you know that the Charmans would never compromise with the church?"
"Of course I don't dare to forget."
"What do you dare not forget?"
"I dare not forget that I am a member of the Charmain family."
After hearing Parley's answer, Ren's face relaxed slightly and he said slowly:
"Of all the kids, you are the most like me."
"Are you still shameless?"
"hey-hey"
After listening to Parley's words, Ren not only did not get angry, but instead laughed and lay back on the bed.
"Just do what you have to do, I'm tired."
"Father, have a good rest, my son, please leave first!"
After a while, Parley walked out of the palace.
The soft "squeak" of the door opening attracted a lot of attention.
The waiters who were supposed to be guarding outside the palace had long since disappeared, replaced by a dark sea of soldiers.
Looking at the styles of armor they wore, it was obvious that they were not the golden armor of the palace guards, but foreign troops from the south.
Several officers-like soldiers stepped forward to greet them, and only listened to Parley's calm instructions:
"Your Majesty has passed away. White flags have been hung all over the city, and all ministers have been summoned to the palace to discuss matters."
"Yes, sir!"
"Withdraw!"
Following Parley's order, the soldiers who had gathered around the hall quickly withdrew, and the area became deserted.
An old man also hesitated outside the house for a moment and then slowly left.
Only Parley was left standing in front of the temple in a daze.
The stool in the house is so uncomfortable, it has to be replaced by a sofa from the North...
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That night, several orders came from the palace:
The "old" King Renn died of a serious illness, and white flags were hung throughout the city for ten days.
When King Ren was on his deathbed, he appointed the new king as the fourth son of the king, Parley, and the witness was the fourth prince himself. The enthronement ceremony of the new king will be held in the palace ten days later.
The Praetorian Guard swore allegiance to Pare, and the Southern Army was reorganized into the City Guard on the spot.
The Northern Army is a foreign army and should not be stationed in the royal capital for a long time. It should change its location immediately.
Several pieces of news, just one of them, are enough to cause a huge disturbance.
The king in his prime fell ill and died suddenly after being ill for a month. What disease could inexplicably kill a great knight in his prime?
The new king is the fourth prince Parley?
The Great Prince's Iron Guard is not far away in the city of Clais.
Even if he controls the Imperial Guard and the Southern Legion brought by the fourth prince himself, he has a numerical advantage against the Iron Guard, and it will be difficult for the eldest prince to capture him with a heavy army.
Moreover, there are too many doubts about Parley's ascendancy. This process of passing the throne is like usurping the throne written on his forehead.
The unabashed approach even made the officials and nobles of the royal capital think that maybe this outrageous process of passing the throne was true?
Are you still blatantly trying to expel the Northland Army from the city?
This order was like being kicked in the head by a donkey. Who gave the fourth prince the courage to provoke those barbarians in the North?
Even if all the forces in the royal capital are bundled together, they are no match for the Northern Army.
The Northern Army is guarding the light gate in Nancheng. Why are you provoking them?
When these news came out together, the impact became much smaller.
The water in the royal capital has turned into ink, and all the experienced politicians and counselors have their minds turned into mush by this messy situation.
They have never seen such a complicated and outrageous situation.
