A moment later, Viscount Pacas came to the small conference hall on the side of the palace's conference hall and met the Prime Minister.

There are four small conference halls in total, distributed on both sides of the palace's conference hall. They are used by the king in a small range of discussions, namely the Military Conference Hall, the Interior Conference Hall, the Diplomatic Conference Hall and the Ceremony Preparation Conference Hall.

Due to Cuilis' lazy administration, since the death of Maran XII, except for the ceremony preparation room, no one has used the other three room rooms for a long time.

Chen Xing changed the original Interior Affairs Office to his prime minister's office. Before, Binglan City did not have the position of "Prime Minister", so there was no office location.

Although it is a small conference hall, this "small" is relatively to the outside conference hall, with a large conference table that is more than 30 meters long and seven or eight meters wide. The room is estimated to be more than 500 square meters in size.

Chen Xing was not polite. After moving away from the conference table, he moved Malan Twenty-second's large desk in, and then selected some pleasing treasures from all over the palace as decorations, including precious calligraphy and paintings, famous swords and guns.

, sculptures, armor, cultural relics and antiques, gems and utensils, valuable instruments, priceless, everything is available.

Just use a black watch to sweep it, and the total value is more than one billion gold coins.

However, these national treasure-level objects were stamped with the royal rune mark. Before the blood of the Malan royal family had disappeared, even if they were taken to the auction outside, few people dared to buy it.

If they take it back ten thousand steps, even if they take it to the World Bank as collateral, they will not dare to accept it.

So these things can only be seen as fresh and cannot be truly turned into money.

"The commander of the Imperial Guards resigned to me. What do you think about this?"

Viscount Pacas stood at the desk, and Chen Xing asked straight to the point.

"This is a good thing!" Viscount Pacas replied without thinking, as if he had expected such a situation long ago. "The adults only need to hand over the position of commander of the army to the obedient person to fully control the imperial guards!"

"But I'm just here, and there are not many acquaintances in the army." Chen Xing sighed pretendingly, looking embarrassed.

Seeing this, Viscount Pacas immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "I am not talented at the lower level, and I am willing to share the worries of the Prime Minister!"

"You mean..." Chen Xing deliberately elongated his voice.

Viscount Pacas said loudly, "As long as the Prime Minister appoints the subordinate officials as the commander of the army, the subordinate officials will be diligent and loyal to the Prime Minister, and will be loyal to the Prime Minister, and will never be discerning." He raised one hand and said confidently, "

As long as the Prime Minister says, the officials will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"That's it..." Chen Xing looked deep, pondered for a while, and said to the other party, "Your dear, please go back first, let me think about it carefully before making a decision."

Seeing that Chen Xing did not refuse, Viscount Pacas showed joy and said loudly, "The emperor is always waiting for the Prime Minister's order!"

Then Viscount Pacas left. Looking at the figure gradually distant, a sharp light flashed in Chen Xing's eyes.

A middle-level officer actually wanted to borrow him to ascend to heaven. Do you really think that Chen Xing is a fool?

"Call A Qiaomu here!"

"yes!"

Not long after, the chief judge in military uniform came to the small council hall, put his long boots together, and knelt at Chen Xing's feet.

His eyes fell to the ground, and he did not dare to neglect the slightest.

"Be prepared to arrest Pacas of the Imperial Guard tomorrow morning!"

"yes!"

The next morning, Chen Xing summoned Pacas again.

As soon as he walked to the door of the council hall, Pacas was arrested on the spot by the Black Prison Guards who were ambushing around him in advance and escorted directly to the Black Prison Trial Office. At the same time, he seized his residence on Sapphire Street and controlled all his immediate relatives.

"I am an imperial guards, why do you catch me!"

Even though he was escorted to an underground cell wearing Glepnier's shackles, Pacas still did not give up on his struggle.

"The one who ordered it was the Prime Minister, please beg for your own blessing."

A Qiaomu said lightly, pushing Pacas into the cell, and then the judge next to him locked the door.

"What, is it the Prime Minister? No, I feel it is impossible. You must have made a mistake! The Prime Minister respects me very much and cannot order me to be arrested!" Pacas rushed to the iron door and grabbed the ventilation window desperately.

iron bars.

A Qiaomu glanced at the man with a slight sympathy, "I really don't know if I should admire your courage or be amazed at your stupidity."

"You dare to fool him with such a shrewd person, and your methods are so low. Are you mocking his intelligence?"

"Don't forget, judge..." Pacas lowered his voice and reminded, "I've offered you a confession."

"If this is not the case, do I think I would say so much to you?" A Qiaomu sneered, and then his face turned cold, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that your family has been circulated. If no one above protects you, you

It was cold again."

Pacas's face turned pale, "No, no..."

He sweated so hard that his head was shaking like a rattle, but A Qiaomu sneered and turned away, leaving him behind him to smash the door and hit the head, wailing helplessly.

A few hours later, after Ajomwood deliberately revealed, the news of Pacas' arrest reached Garfield, the commander of the Imperial Guards.

Of course, this was Chen Xing's instruction, not because A Qiaomu collected the benefits and wanted to eliminate disasters for others. Now A Qiaomu is afraid of Chen Xing's bones. Even if he has no physical contact, he is just swept by Chen Xing's eyes and inside his body

There will be a burst of dull pain, as if all internal organs are trembling and intestines are spasming, as deep as the muscle memory after countless exercises.

Her fear of Chen Xing has penetrated into her bones and is engraved in her soul, and she dares not make any mistakes.

This fear has even surpassed Cuilisi. The result of offending Cuilisi was to die tragically, while offending Chen Xing was to die worse than death. Who is stronger or weak? She has experienced it personally and will not make the same mistake again.

Previously, the reason she wanted to kill Chen Xing was because Chen Xing had many similarities with the leader who tortured and transformed her body. In order to overcome his psychological fear, she wanted to kill him.

After gaining power from Cuilis, the first thing she did was to secretly return to Dafangzhou, chop the leader into pieces and feed the dog, and then take her family to Binglan City.

I thought the nightmare would end like this, but she gradually realized that her fear not only did not disappear, but instead increased day by day.

This fear comes from Chen Xing.

Especially in the news, I saw that the other party was constantly becoming stronger and surpassing herself. It was an indescribable feeling. The other party clearly had no intersection with her, but she felt inexplicably scared.

She knew that Chen Xing had become her new nightmare, and if the other party did not die, she would never have peace.

But the chance of killing the other party seemed very slim, so slim that she felt it was impossible for herself.

Chen Xing is cautious in dealing with things and is very alert. He seems to have eyes behind his head, and he is very powerful. He has strong hands around him. These two points alone are already difficult to deal with. What's more serious is that the other party will move instantly.

It is harder to catch him than climbing to the sky, and it is not something that the leader can compare to.

Fortunately, the opportunity came soon. Perhaps Chen Xing’s only disadvantage was that he had too many enemies. Princess Red Dragon contacted her and wanted to cooperate with her inside and outside to kill Chen Xing.

She naturally agreed immediately, but unexpectedly, she eventually fell into the abyss.

Now she didn't even dare to think about killing the other person directly on the boat. Maybe something unexpected would happen when she really did this, causing the other person's situation to reverse instantly.

The only thing she regrets now is that she shouldn't have provoked Chen Xing at the beginning.

In this way, she might have a few good days to live until she has no way to escape.

She knew that this was her destiny, and Chen Xing was the nemesis of her destiny. No matter how she resisted, she would eventually fall into the clutches of the other party and suffer all the torture.

The only thing she can do now is to please and satisfy the other person as much as possible in order to relieve the pain she suffered.

"Master Prime Minister, Commander of the Imperial Guards, and Marquis of Glory Garfield asked for a visit."

The title of the nobleman has the prefix "Glory" and represents a nobleman who has no territory that matches his status.

Marquis are generally lords of priests or lords of city-states, while the number of glorious marquis is extremely rare. They are usually granted to legendary powerful people without territory or important officials of the kingdom with great authority.

The commander of the Imperial Guards can indeed bear the title of Marquis of Glory. If you truly hold heavy troops in your hands, you can trigger an earthquake by stuttering your feet.

However, Garfield was quite self-reliant, very different from the power in his hands, acted low-key, was humble, and never argued with others.

This is what Chen Xing learned from many ministers with different positions. If everyone has almost the same evaluation of a person regardless of faction and position, then it is likely to be the fact.

However, Garfield was sharp in front of Chen Xing, like a sharp sword unsheathed, with a cold light shining, as if he was about to kill people at any time.

But Chen Xing knew that the real sword that killed people was still in the scabbard, but the murderous intention was so great.

At this moment, Garfield only has the edge and no murderous intention. In other words, it is just a bluff, purely scary.

Chen Xing was a human being in his third generation, and he had never seen anyone before. He could see through Garfield's intentions at first glance.

The office was quiet, with only the rustling sound of the report being flipped.

Garfield, who was fierce and murderous intent, was hung for three minutes.

At this time, no matter how dull he was and didn't understand the officialdom, he knew that his intention was seen through by the other party. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Master Prime Minister..."

"Didn't you resign?" Chen Xing raised his head and interrupted him, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was looking at a mentally ill patient with an intellectual disability.

A moment of embarrassment flashed in Garfield's eyes.

He didn't speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party blocked his words in his throat first. This feeling was really depressing.

He had been in war throughout his life, from the bottom-level soldier to the commander of the Imperial Guard. He experienced many battles and was a true portrayal of an iron-blooded soldier. He was also in a high position and had never encountered such a scene.

He subconsciously opened his mouth and spoke again, "Master Prime Minister..."

"Didn't you resign?"

The same thing was repeated again, and Garfield was a little confused.

He had never met such a boss before. The old king and the current Cuilis are all in harmony with kindness and power.

But the Prime Minister in front of me looks like...

A poor soldier.

Garfield had never seen such a person. Even when he was a soldier, his colleagues were all excellent textbook soldiers.

The Imperial Guards selected soldiers with excellent talent, clean background, and serious personality. Not to mention choosing one in a thousand, at least one in a hundred, is a benchmark among ordinary soldiers.

To him, this kind of military gangster seems to have only appeared in it. Not to mention the Imperial Guards, there is no such person even the next level of regular troops. Perhaps only local garrisons or mercenaries will produce this.

A poor quality soldier.
Chapter completed!