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Chapter 145 Emperor's Prestige

Du Ruoyou's pupils suddenly shrank, and his throat suddenly felt dry and irritable. He suddenly realized that everyone present seemed to have not noticed the existence of the old woman wearing a fisherman's hat.

It seemed that everyone's eyes subconsciously ignored that area, and for some reason, the "Emperor"'s own aura was so weak that it was almost impossible to feel it.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that it was a completely dislocation.

Your own perception contradicts the environment on the scene, just like the discordant sound from a piano with tuning chaotic tuning, or like a squeaking sound, or a sound from something being twisted.

This unpleasant voice sounded in Du Ruo's mind.

The noise in Du Ruoyou's human mind made him frown and stare at the "Emperor" who was fishing.

After careful observation, the feeling of disharmony became even stronger. Du Ruoyou found that the presence of the "Emperor" was weakened to the extreme. The old man was clearly sitting there fishing with a fishing rod, but no one was present to pay attention to her existence. The situation was really strange and unpredictable...

At the same time, several dukes, princes, and princes present also started arguing at this time.

"Xia Yin's niece, I have heard that you have been proposing to protect the countermeasures during this period, but now the situation has been widely reported by the media. The police have found the body of the Minister of Justice's family. This incident has aroused the anger and dissatisfaction among the people. If the agency involved is not punished, it may be difficult to convince the public..."

Although Prince Xianmu of Xianyuan Gong has a round belly, he does not look like he is fat, big ears, big belly, and a disgusting appearance.

On the contrary, His Royal Highness, his skin is well maintained, and his skin is rosy and shiny. His face is also very kind, he does not have any aggressive posture, and he speaks slowly.

"Uncle and grandfather,"

Because of the acquaintances of the "public" factions around the Duhua tribe, Prince Shin-chan also directly called Prince Xianyuangong as "uncle and grandfather". In fact, Prince Shin-chan was the great-granddaughter of the "Emperor" himself, and the deceased imperial daughter was her grandmother and the mother of her biological father. According to the title habit, Prince Xian-chan was her grandmother's brother and was called "uncle" or "uncle and grandfather" in Japan.

"Your statement is biased. The Countermeasures Bureau of Fujinwu is only a licensed department for the Countermeasures of Fujin Demon Sword. What is the relationship between the kidnapping and killing of the Cabinet Minister of Justice? This is simply a mess of black water."

The prince in the palace was not to be outdone, and she accused him in a bad tone.

"Besides, the incident of the Minister of Justice itself is a problem for the police and the public security department. The fact that cabinet officials in our country will be kidnapped by terrorists has exposed the issue of the security department's neglect to prevent it."

"Ahem cough cough..."

The Prince of Xianyuangong pretended to cough twice.

"Xia Yin's niece, the security environment in our country is already very good compared to the international community. Moreover, the kidnappers you mentioned just now are not just terrorists. Their real identities are people related to the devil."

"If this is the case, the countermeasures for the Fujinwu will be even more innocent. It is hypothetical that this kind of intelligence was mastered by all parties at first, but it was not controlled by the countermeasures for the countermeasures for the specialized intelligence related to the Fujinji. Is this an abuse of power in intelligence communication?"

The prince in the palace said loudly: "Everyone knows that the countermeasures bureau has not been established for a long time and is not as good as other institutions in intelligence collection. Could it be that someone deliberately intercepted the information, deliberately concealed it and did not report it in order to seize the first prize, and did not intend to communicate and coordinate with the countermeasures bureau, which led to the fall of the headquarters later?!"

His Highness, the inner prince, had a verbal battle and temporarily gained the upper hand with his words. The Prince of Xianyuan Palace could only laugh dryly and did not continue. If he was too tough in his identity, it would be a bit like bullying the small with the big.

However, he didn't speak, and several other old dukes and people from "public" origins spoke one after another, pointing at the countermeasures of disasters and things.

Du Ruoyou didn't speak or say anything, but after listening for a while, he vaguely understood what was going on.

"It seems that although several public tycoons support the Palace Highness to become the next emperor, they do not want the new 'emperor' to gain huge support and popularity among the people like the previous 'emperor', and they do not want the new emperor to have great interference in the political and economic fields like the old emperor..."

This is to suppress the momentum of worshipping the princes in the palace. In addition to being a noble, these Chinese "public" bosses are also spokespersons of large domestic conglomerates and large capitals, and are typical conservatives.

The prince in the palace is more radical in character, and some are very dissatisfied with some domestic situations and want to carry out various reforms. They are actually not particularly harmonious with the conservative forces, which gives the prince of Xianyuan Palace the opportunity to interfere, because the two of them are the next "emperor" competitors to the throne.

Du Ruoyou secretly turned his gaze to the other side. He suddenly realized that he had been sitting there before fishing for the empress, and slowly stood up.

The old man is not young anymore, his waist has bent down, and there are some signs of hunchback, and his face is also full of wrinkles.

"Stop quarrel!"

"Emperor" seemed to have shouted, but unfortunately her voice didn't seem to be loud, and no one present heard "Emperor"'s voice.

The old man's presence was too weak, and he was like a misty shadow, and he did not attract anyone's attention when he moved.

Du Ruoyou kept calm because this situation was too strange. At this time, he cleared his throat and was about to speak.

At this moment, the "Emperor" spoke again.

"Listen, 'Apart from the 'Sacrificial Palace', everyone kneels down for me'!"

The old man's voice was not particularly loud, but this time it had an unexpected effect, which was a sound containing a hint of anger.

Du Ruoyou suddenly entered a state of madness, and his brain turned blank in a blink of an eye. When he suddenly came to his senses, he found that his knees fell to the ground.

He was not the only one who was there. Everyone present, including those noble dukes, the emperor's parent-child palace prince, and several nearby servants, were kneeling on the ground.

“…It’s true, can’t you even have a good conversation?”

"Emperor" sat on a rattan chair at some time, and the old lady sighed softly.

"Does I have to use 'power'? It's really unpleasant..."

"Please calm down."

Several dukes and the princes of the Xianyuan Palace looked at each other and quickly lowered their bodies to sue.

Du Ruoyou felt cold all over, and he thought to himself that the rumors about "bloodline" were true-

"Those who have inherited the 'emperor' have absolute command rights to the people of this country. This is the power of inheritance of 'bloodline'. The 'emperor' can order all citizens, because all the people of this country shed the blood of the imperial clan since the birth of the Tiansun. The 'emperor' who holds high throne and possesses the title of human god can unconditionally issue 'orders' that can absolutely not be disobeyed to the bloody Japanese people."
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