Chapter 1071 Am I a Tyrant?

The young children were wrapped in quilts and hid under the bed, shivering and trembling. Even the children themselves did not know whether it was because of the cold or fear.

Every breath he exhaled was condensed into white mist just after leaving his body, because the surrounding temperature was too cold, and now it was the hot summer, and the ground around him had condensed white frost.

Of course, just the sudden drop in temperature was not enough to frighten the child. What really frightened him was the lingering silence in the air, and everything around him gradually fell into silence.

And a quarter of an hour ago, when he was tucked under this bed, the surroundings were not like this. He still remembered the noise and noise around him that made him feel irritable, but now these sounds have all disappeared.

The root cause that made him feel like he was in a nightmare-like scene was because of the black mist coming from all directions, and he could still recall the fear and panic that his uncles and brothers showed when they saw the black mist.

"Forgive me! Please, let me go!" Just when the child started to think wildly, a familiar voice sounded outside the house he was hiding in, but it was mixed with a voice that was almost full overflowing fear.

"This is Uncle's voice." Hearing this voice, the child subconsciously sketched an image of a majestic middle-aged man in Chinese clothes in his mind.

But no matter what, the child couldn't connect the frantic voice outside the door with the majestic middle-aged man in his mind.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. This is something every child knows." A dry and hoarse voice sounded as if scratching on the wooden door with a fingernail, which sounded extremely uncomfortable.

"Haha, I knew that it was because I opposed the king's reforms that I was killed this time? But I was the only one who opposed it. Why did it affect my relatives? I didn't accept it." Soon, the child Hearing his uncle's somewhat mad voice sounded.

"I said, my lord, are you frightened? You are not the only one in your family who opposes the master."

"Master? So it is,

Are you the knife held behind the back of the ten-year-old king? The child gradually calmed down when he heard the voice of his uncle outside the door, which completely matched the image of the majestic uncle in his impression.

"Tell me? It's good to be brave, but what's the use? It's just death to understand a little bit."

"Hoho..." Then a difficult gasp came from outside the house, and the voice gradually decreased and finally disappeared. Then the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, and the child heard the sound of an object being dragged on the ground, and the sound was gradually moving away from the direction of the house where he was.

And this accident made the child even more fearful. He hid under the bed in the house with an extremely nervous and frightened mood, his body trembled, and he felt like living a year.

But soon, at some point, the child felt that his double eyelids were fighting, and gradually his eyes closed, and everything in front of him fell into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding The breath that made people want to go crazy has disappeared.

"Are you alright?" Looking at the golden light spot on the ground from the window, the child's face showed excitement and excitement. He quickly climbed out from under the bed, opened the door and ran out, and then he stayed in place. .

Although it was enveloped by the warm sunlight at this time, the child still felt the cold all over his body, because at this time it should have been lively and noisy. It was as if there was no other living creature apart from him.

What made the child even more frightened was that there was a pool of dark red blood under his feet, and the blood stains also showed a trace of dragging away into the distance.

So the child remembered the familiar voice that sounded outside the door of the house where he was hiding last night.

"Is there anyone?" Seeing the lonely and empty courtyard, the child felt his body tremble. He walked through the buildings and shouted loudly, hoping that someone could give him a response.

But what made the child feel a little emotionally broken is that no matter how much he shouted, no one in this mansion could respond to him.

Until he left the mansion and came to the street, when he saw the endless crowds on the street, his emotions finally found a place to vent, he sat on the ground and cried loudly.

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"It has been more than a thousand years since the founding of the country of Guye, and some nobles have been passed down from the founding of the country to the present. Some nobles enjoy the shadow of their ancestors. The parasites on this big tree, it's time to eradicate these parasites."

Morea sat on the throne and used a tender voice to pave the way for another decree he was about to issue. The number of ministers and nobles below, who were already less than when he ascended the throne, bowed their heads and listened with trembling.

"I have decided to abolish the hereditary system of the nobility. What do you think? Or who agrees? Who opposes?"

When Morea's voice came down, no one in the hall said a word, and none of them felt that they had lived long enough. They all saw everything that happened in these days.

Anyone who opposes the monarch in this hall will either be convicted by the monarch for what he has done in the past, and then send an army to strangle him, or disappear inexplicably without a trace.

Whoever opposes the reform will die. Or to be more specific, whoever goes against the will of the king will die. This is an extremely domineering and cruel and murderous king.

"No one? Then you all agree with me to ban the hereditary system of nobles. Yes, it seems that all the ministers have foresight." Morea nodded with satisfaction.

Then he began to eloquently tell the shortcomings of the hereditary system to the princes and ministers below, and the princes and nobles below who had been shocked by Morea's brutality also bowed their heads and listened blankly.

"So in order to prevent the next generation of nobles from degenerating, thinking that no matter what they do, they can inherit the title from their parents and act foolishly. The descendants of nobles who want to inherit the title must go to the battlefield to obtain enough military merit."

Morea began to speak of his perfect policy after abolishing the hereditary system of the nobility. In the eyes of Morea, this policy is an alternative compensation for the nobles, but in the eyes of the princes and nobles below, it is another matter.

The hereditary system of the nobility is a matter of course for almost all the princes and ministers, and now Morea wants to erase this natural system, doesn't this mean that they are digging their roots.

This made many princes and ministers dissatisfied, but under the threat of death, they did not dare to vent their dissatisfaction and could only hold back.

"My family follows the Guye royal family. Ye has served the Guye country for nearly a thousand years. Now, it's time for us to leave. This country can no longer accommodate our family."

After many ministers and princes and nobles walked out of the royal court one after another, a great noble looked back at the resplendent royal court behind him and sighed in a low voice.

"Your Excellency, Shen Yan, be careful to be heard by the tyrant's eyes and ears. You may also be dissatisfied by the tyrant." Upon hearing the complaint of the great noble, a minister immediately reminded.

"Dissatisfied? What kind of dissatisfaction can he have? Isn't the certificate he issued just to drive us old nobles out? I am leaving with the entire family now, isn't it just as he wants?" The noble sneered, his face full of disapproval, and he was no longer ready to stay in Guy Country.

Now is a time of chaos, countries are fighting against each other, and each country is extremely eager to join the high-end combat power. A family force like him will be enthusiastically sought after no matter which country it joins.

Since his family can no longer stay in this country, it is an excellent choice to move the family to other countries. There is no master here, there is a place for master.

"That's right, the country of Guy is no longer able to accommodate our nobles. Let's discuss it together?" Hearing the words of the great noble, there was another nobleman next to him with a similar influence. color.

"Walk."

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"Arnold, did you see it? After your official decree was officially released, those nobles found that they could not stop you from continuing to reform, and they would make new changes. Now some nobles are ready to leave our country collectively. What are you going to do?"

In the palace shrouded in darkness, Fernand, whose face was blue and blue, looked at the young son sitting on the throne and asked.

"If you don't prepare, let them go. If they want to leave, let them go. If they leave, they can open a place for the new forces in the country."

Morea replied in a low voice, his eyes flashing crimson light in the darkness, looking extremely enchanting and strange.

"Huh? That's not what you call a tyrant."

"The words of those fools, they don't need to be passed on, why do you want to follow along, father, is what I do really count as a tyrant?"

"As for the courtiers who oppose him, he will destroy everyone at every turn. A guy like you is not a tyrant, so what is a tyrant?" Fernand asked with a smile.

"I'm not killing people indiscriminately. If I really object, I'll kill all the nobles in the country." Morea sighed helplessly.

"I just kill those who not only oppose verbally, but also take practical actions to stop me from reforming. I have spared those who oppose verbally."

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