Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

Kanglan Dante is one of the four high priests of the Tianzhu royal family, responsible for the promotion and scheduling of officials.

The Kunda who was taken care of by him yesterday was his son.

Immediately, Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Laowula, please tell me, I also have something important to do."

"If Your Majesty doesn't see you, I will always kneel here and wait."

Wu Leng Simou couldn't help but chew the Yahuazi. This young master is really difficult to deal with.

Although the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion is gone now, the Weiyuan Marquis's remaining power still remains.

What's more, Lu Yuan also married Princess Qianyuan, who was truly the consort of the dynasty.

As the emperor's personal minister, he did not take the civil and military officials seriously.

But you must not be disrespectful to the emperor's relatives.

Seeing Lu Yuan leaning down to kneel down, Wu Leng Simou waved his hand hurriedly.

"That's all, Young Master, please come with me."

Helplessly sighing secretly, Wu Leng thought of ways to lure Lu Yuan into the palace.

Lu Yuan came to the palace for the first time to visit his cheap uncle.

In the palace, there are many soldiers and attendants. Every three steps is a palace maid, and every five steps is a eunuch.

Everyone who saw Lu Yuan would kneel on the ground respectfully to say hello.

Of course, most of them didn't know Lu Yuan.

However, Yangxin Hall is the emperor's palace and no foreign ministers are allowed to be summoned.

Who can come here as a saint and not have some background?

In addition, this person was led by Wu Lengsi Mou himself, so he must have an extraordinary status.

Moreover.

Most of these guards are Vaishyas.

And this one has the Kshatriya totem tattooed on his arm.

It is normal for a Vaisya to kneel down to a Kshatriya.

……

Inside the bedroom.

An old man wearing a navy blue python robe held three pillars of fine red sandalwood in his hands.

Put it in the fire and burn it carefully, and the refreshing and elegant fragrance spreads throughout the hall.

He is the chief priest of Tianzhu Kingdom, Conlan Dante.

Behind Conlan Dante was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe.

The man is the king of India, Shah Jahan.

At this moment, Shah Jahan looked panicked and behaved in a panic.

Holding the memorial in his hand, he bowed and chattered endlessly.

"Reporting to the high priest, bandits have been rampant around the city of Delhi recently. They often rob official cars and merchants, killing people and stealing goods."

"But Galu, the captain of the evil guard who specializes in suppressing bandits, did nothing about it and was intoxicated all day long."

"In order to prevent gangsters from becoming more rampant and endangering the people's livelihood in Delhi."

"I dare to ask the high priest to order the replacement of Galu and send another reliable person to take over the post of bandit-suppressing captain."

If anyone from the Liegan Dynasty saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked.

The emperor, wearing a dragon robe, held a memorial in his hand and reported to his ministers respectfully.

Anyone who dares to treat Emperor Yongle like this will have to be cut into pieces with thousands of swords, and the nine clans will be implicated.

However, in Tianzhu country, this is a very common phenomenon.

The emperor is indeed the lord of all peoples in the world, but he is only a second-class Kshatriya.

Facing the Brahmin, who is a first-class person, one can only bow respectfully.

Conlan Dante, who was immersed in the fragrance of red sandalwood, was annoyed by Shah Jahan's noise.

"Okay, don't make any more noise."

"In your opinion, who should take over?"

"I think..."

Shah Jahan was thinking rapidly in his mind, and was about to recommend a general who was closely related to him.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the palace.

"My nephew Lan Lin, please give your regards to Your Majesty!"

Conlan Dante subconsciously exerted force with his fingers, and the newly burned red sandalwood was directly crushed into two pieces.

His face suddenly darkened and he turned his head suddenly.

Shah Jahan was so frightened by this scene that his face suddenly changed, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

But he saw Lu Yuan walking in three steps at a time, his face full of grief and anger, crying, and kneeling in front of him.

"You...what are you doing?"

Shah Jahan, who was originally panicked, was instantly overwhelmed.

"Your Majesty, my nephew's life is miserable."

Lu Yuan said with a sad face, "Last night, my nephew and the princess were preparing to go to bed when they suddenly heard a group of drunkards passing by outside the courtyard."

"Those drunkards spoke rudely, insulted my nephew, and insulted the princess. They are simply unbecoming of a king."

"My nephew is so angry that he wanted to fight with them with his life, but the princess was afraid that I would make a mistake, so she tried her best to stop me."

"For this reason, my nephew was so angry that he couldn't sleep a wink all night long. I just hope that Your Majesty can make the decision for me!"

Shah Jahan suddenly realized that he had been wronged.

Not only the prince-in-law was wronged, but his own daughter was also wronged.

But thinking of Conlan Dante's presence, he had no choice but to look at him with questioning eyes.

When the business that was about to begin was interrupted, Conlan Dante looked dissatisfied and said angrily, "Why bother Your Majesty and me with this trivial matter?"

"The city of Delhi is full of elite soldiers. The three guards are strong and powerful. Who can help you deal with a few drunken scoundrels?"

"High Priest Conlan's words are wrong!"

Lu Yuan said angrily, "I am a man, and it is nothing to suffer some grievances."

"But my wife is a noble princess of the current dynasty, with a beautiful face and a beautiful country."

"In this city of Delhi, there are countless shameless, kingless and fatherless rogues who covet her beauty."

"If I swallow my anger, how can I be worthy of the title of Prince Consort given to me by Your Majesty?"

Conlan Dante did not hear the implication and waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, I understand."

"Your Majesty, turn around and send fifty soldiers from the Xiao Guards."

"Just help him catch all those drunkards and scoundrels and punish them severely."

"Thank you, High Priest Conlan."

Lu Yuan said seriously, "However, I want to take revenge with my own hands, so I have to give the princess an explanation."

"Ask the high priest to make the decision and incorporate me into the three Davids."

"I promise that I will never insult the majesty of the royal family!"

"What, you want to join the army?"

Conlan Dante narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Lu Yuan up and down.

Then he said coldly, "Okay."

"Then you go to Shawei."

"Evil Guard?!"

Lu Yuan was secretly happy, but Shah Jahan looked terrified.

"High Priest, isn't this good?"

"Lin'er has never practiced martial arts, how can he be qualified for the rank of Evil Guard..."

"Your Majesty, I am in charge of the promotion of officials and the appointment of generals, not you."

Conlan Dante narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a hint of threat, "If you exceed your authority again, I wouldn't mind finding someone to teach you how to be a good emperor."

Shah Jahan's expression suddenly changed and he said no more in anger.

In fact, what was Conlan Dante thinking?

Lu Yuan had a Kshatriya tattoo on his arm.

If he is incorporated into the Yunwei or Xiaowei, at least let him directly serve as the captain.

We can't let a dignified Kshatriya receive the official position of a Vaishya officer and corrupt the caste, right?

However, if you join the Sha Guard, you no longer have these worries.

Among the evil guards, they were all Kshatriyas.

As for promotion and wealth, it all depends on ability and merit.

Kanglan Dante had seen many aristocrats like Lu Yuan who wanted to rely on their status to obtain official positions.

As long as he is thrown into the evil guard and suffers for a few days, he will retreat. However, Kanglan Dante’s little thoughts were exactly what Lu Yuan wanted.

"Thank you, high priest, and I will say goodbye!"

"Junior, now go to the Evil Guard to report!"

After saying that, Lu Yuan bowed deeply, turned around and left.

"This kid was incorporated into the Evil Guard, and he is still so enthusiastic?"

Conlan Dante couldn't help but look interested, "Does he not know how scary the evil guards are, or is he confident enough in his abilities?"

"This young man is not simple."

"Your Majesty, who is he?"

Shah Jahan said weakly, "Your Majesty, he is my adopted nephew."

"The son of the former Weiyuan Marquis Lan Hua, Lan Lin."

"what?!"

Kanglan Dante was slightly startled and said suspiciously, "Lan Lin?"

"The consort Lan Lin who married Princess Qian Yuan?"

"That's him." Shah Jahan nodded timidly.

Conlan Dante was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows twisted in anger and he became furious.

good boy!

In the past few days, his son Kunta has been nagging in his ears.

Talking about how much he likes and admires Princess Qianyuan, Lan Lin, a loser, is not worthy of Princess Chang Yi at all.

And this boy just said that in the city of Delhi, there are countless shameless rogues who have no king or father, and they covet the beauty of Princess Qian Yuan.

The co-author refers to Sang scolding Huai, saying that his son is shameless, has no king and no father.

"Yesterday, my son was injured when he returned home. The slaves said he was injured by this blue forest."

Conlan Dante narrowed his eyes and said viciously, "As a Kshatriya, he dares to beat a Brahmin. I think he doesn't want to live anymore!"

"Today, this kid actually dared to be upright and come to me to ask for an official position."

"If we don't kill him, I will be the high priest of Tianzhu for nothing!"

Shah Jahan hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "High Priest, I think it's better to forget about it."

"Lin'er's father, Weiyuan Hou Lanhua, was once my sworn brother, but I ordered him to be executed."

"He only has one descendant, Lin'er. Please ask me to take good care of him before he dies."

"If we kill him, then the Lan family will have no heir..."

"Your Majesty, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Conlan Dante raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.

"Snapped!"

A clear and loud slap hit Shah Jahan hard on the face.

Ok.

In Tianzhu, the emperor can be slapped.

Because standing before him was the noble Brahmin high priest.

Not to mention a slap in the face.

Even if it takes his own life, he can't resist.

"Didn't you just say that Galu neglected his duty and delayed the suppression of bandits?"

Conlan Dante narrowed his eyes and said with a ferocious smile, "Just use his hands to put that Lan Lin to death."

"You, send someone immediately to deliver a message to me."

"If Galu can't kill Lan Lin, then come to me with your own head!"

……

In the Shawei barracks, a burly man was sitting in front of the table drinking wine.

The strong man had curly hair, a fierce look on his face, and endless killing intent in his two triangular eyes.

He is the captain of the evil guards, Garu.

Relying on his status as a Kshatriya and his outstanding military exploits over the years, he finally earned the position of captain of the bandit-suppressing army among the evil guards.

"Lord Ga."

A general walked into the camp and said respectfully, "We have a new member in the bandit suppression camp."

"He is Lan Lin, the son of Weiyuan Marquis Lan Hua."

"what?!"

Hearing this, Galu looked horrified for a moment, and the wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"There have been rumors in the Japanese army these days that High Priest Conlan is going to send someone to take my place."

"Could it be that... is it true?"

For a moment, Galu felt despair and despair.

He plopped down on the tiger skin throne and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.

"I have fought for Tianzhu through life and death over the past few years and made many military exploits."

"You just want to have a few drinks and you want to deprive me of my position?"

"High Priest Conlan is too ruthless!"

Just as Galu was filled with grief, he drank three large bowls of wine.

Suddenly, a hijra wearing a blue robe walked in from outside.

This Hijra's name is Yuan Han, who holds two positions: palace steward and evil guard member.

Responsible for the liaison between the high priest and the bandit suppression camp, often bringing them orders from Conlan Dante.

"Yuan La, please sit down quickly!"

Galu immediately stood up and asked Yuan Han to sit on his tiger skin throne.

With a flattering smile on his face, he said, "Yuan La, what are your orders?"

"For High Priest Kanglan, I have a message for you."

Yuan Han sat on the throne with his legs crossed and said calmly, "A young man named Lan Lin came to your bandit suppression camp, right?"

"good."

Galu nodded and said bitterly, "The man has arrived now. I am preparing to see him and hand over affairs with him."

"What matters are handed over?"

Yuan La looked suspicious, "Are you not going to do this as the bandit-suppressing captain?"

"Of course my subordinate wants to do it."

Galu said with a wry smile on his face, "However, the general has always been loyal to the high priest. The high priest has an order, how can the general not dare to disobey it?"

"The high priest sent someone to take over my duties, so naturally I should give up my position."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yuan Han's lips: "Ha, General Ga, you misunderstood."

"The reason why he asked Lan Lin to come to the bandit suppression camp was not to replace you."

"But I want you to do it for me and help kill him."

"kill?"

Galu couldn't help but look suspicious and said cautiously, "What does the high priest mean?"

"The high priest's original words were that he wanted you to find a way to kill Lan Lin."

Yuan Han said calmly: "If you can't take off Lan Lin's head, you can cut off your own head and go see him."

"This... subordinate understands!"

Garu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded murderously. A sly grin curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He originally thought that he would definitely lose his official position today.

Unexpectedly, the reason why the high priest sent this man was not to replace him.

Instead, he used his power to kill people with a borrowed knife.

Having saved his official position, Galu was instantly overjoyed. .

Immediately he patted Yuan Han's chest hard and said loudly, "Yuan La, please go back and tell the high priest that a certain family will definitely do it."

"Within five days, Lan Lin's head will be given to the high priest as a gift!"

"very good."

Yuan Han nodded with a satisfied smile, "In that case, I will go back to deliver the message."

"General Ga, because you have been lazy for a long time, many people in the court have opinions about you."

"This time, the high priest was wise and brave, and he overcame all the opinions and retained your position.

"If there is a next time, you will be in big trouble." (End of Chapter)