Chapter 741 Birds and Strangeness
This bird is really fat.
Standing on the balcony of the palace, overlooking the large snow chickens pecking at the grains in the garden, the blue-haired young man with a resolute and heroic face could not help but curl up his lips with satisfaction.
When Mei Li caught these snow chickens from the Six Corner Snow Mountains and insisted on keeping them in the garden, she still felt that the pets she chose were very annoying, and she wished she could keep these snow chickens all day long. Throw out all the squealing fat chickens.
But recently, while she was on a mission, she asked the cook to catch two of them and stew them in the pot. It turned out that Mei Li was really discerning. The fat chickens she brought back had an extraordinary taste. good.
Thinking of the rich flavor of the two pots of stewed chicken before, Harvey, the current king of the Northern Kingdom, couldn't help but his throat moved slightly and he swallowed subconsciously.
After hearing the strange noise coming from the blue-haired young man and seeing his back facing away from him, standing with hands tied, an old man in rich clothes who had just arrived at the door could not help but feel sweat on his forehead. .
His Majesty Harvey had given himself a death order before. He must find out the source of the anomaly in the underground hot river no matter what. If he couldn't do it, he would make himself "look good".
With His Majesty Harvey's fierce methods not inferior to the old king, the "good-looking" he said was definitely not a bluff. If he, the Minister of Pipeline Department, could take the blame and resign, it would be considered the best result. Or he might be hanged directly for dereliction of duty.
But he and his men got under the pipe furnace and soaked in the shallow underground hot river for a week, but they still didn't find a single hair. The damn underground hot river still rose sharply every day, and it was just a matter of time before I saw it. It needs to flow back into the city through the pipe furnace.
However, at this critical moment, His Majesty Harvey suddenly asked someone to call him over. He stood on the balcony with his back to him, looking at the pipe furnace that was bubbling water in the palace. The meaning he wanted to express was self-evident.
“Your Majesty!”
Knowing that no matter whether he extended his head or retracted his head, he would be hit by the knife. The old man in rich clothes could not help but feel weak in his legs. He had no choice but to stagger a few steps into the house. Then he sadly admitted his mistake and said:
"Your Majesty! I...I failed your trust!"
"Huh?"
After hearing the sad cry of the old man in rich clothes, the blue-haired young man who was watching the chickens on the balcony was slightly startled, then reluctantly took his eyes away from the fat snow chickens, turned around and said with a smile:
< br>"Mr. Isaac, you have spoken harshly."
Have I spoken harshly? What do you mean I'm exaggerating? Is this not a matter of "entrustment", or... am I not worthy of being "entrusted"?
He raised his head in panic and glanced at the blue-haired young man. Looking at his eyes that were more aggressive than before (I was greedy), the old man in rich clothes couldn't help but turn pale suddenly.
It’s over, this is an irony!
"Your Majesty! I really tried my best to investigate!"
For this young but very shrewd Majesty, thinking of the fate of those who did not do things well and lied and deceived, the old man in rich clothes really did not dare to prevaricate. , had no choice but to raise his hands that were white from soaking, and begged in a low voice:
"Your Majesty! The old man has been in Rehe these days, sleeping less than three hours a day, and almost everything he can check We have searched all over the place, and although we have not been able to find the reason for the swelling of the underground hot river, but...but..."
But you have tried your best, and according to the old man, this matter involves the Cleanup Bureau The enemy is not something you, an ordinary person, can figure out... Are you afraid of being like this? Am I such an unreasonable person?
Looking at the old man in rich clothes who was frightened by his own attitude and became incoherent, the blue-haired young man couldn't help but coughed in embarrassment. Then, while reflecting on whether he usually treated officials too harshly, he walked over and helped the man up. , forced out a smile and said:
"Mr. Isaac, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to blame you."
You didn't mean to blame me... Do you think it's no longer necessary?
After hearing the relief from "the cold-blooded Majesty Harvey", looking at the smiling blue-haired young man in front of him, the old man in rich clothes not only did not relax, but even turned paler.
The style of the blue-haired young man, the King of the North, is tougher than the storm on the northern ice field, and more severe than the glaciers of the Hexagonal Snow Mountain. Although he does not hesitate to reward his capable subordinates, he treats the incompetent and mediocre and even commits crimes. Those who make mistakes are often punished without mercy. And he usually calls people to scold him even for minor mistakes. This time, when faced with a bad situation that could cause disaster to the entire Rehe City, he actually comforted himself and said that it was not his problem...
How is this possible!
For this to happen, either I am crazy or he is crazy... No! He is just crazy! I'm afraid he has already been driven crazy!
Although this series of guesses is extremely illogical when you think about it carefully, the nervousness and fear have already filled his brain, and his heart is racing wildly. The old man in Chinese clothes strangely ignores all the irrationality and directly concludes reached the final conclusion.
I'm dead!
"Sir Isaac, this matter is beyond your ability. You really can't do it."
After trying to help him twice and failing to help him up, the blue-haired young man couldn't help but frowned in confusion when he looked at the old man in rich clothes shaking like chaff on the carpet, then gave up helping him, stood up and explained:
"The situation in the underground hot river is somewhat special. I have found other people who specialize in handling this kind of thing and arranged for them to do it. You can just go back and wait. By the way, think about it, if the tube furnace is really crushed. How to deal with it... please step back!"
Seeing the strange and frightened look of the old man in rich clothes, the blue-haired young man who always spoke coldly became gentle for once.
However, as his heart surged and his blood rushed into his brain, not only did his eyes feel dizzy, but his ears were also buzzing. The world in his ears began to strangely alternate between long and short, and he could only hear the blue sound. Post a small part of the youthful language.
"Isaac...you can't do it...I...find...someone else...you go back and wait...think...!"
Me...why? Why!
The old man in rich clothes who was lying on the ground gritted his teeth, then raised his head, glanced at the blue-haired man who coldly announced that he was going to execute him, then roared wildly and jumped forward.
In the blue-haired young man’s astonished expression, the old man’s skinny hands turned white with water vapor, and unexpectedly burst out with extremely amazing power, tightly holding his neck. It was so big that even the nails dug into the flesh of the back of his neck.
"You actually let me die... Then you should die with me!"
"???"
The blue-haired young man was confused by this sudden scene and was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe. He instinctively pulled the hand that was holding his throat and asked with great difficulty with bulging eyes:
" Are you... crazy? Who... asked you to die? "
However, the strange thing is that in the eyes of the old man in Chinese clothes, the blue young man in front of him still looks ferocious even though his neck is stuck. He glared at himself, and swore extremely viciously that he must hang his entire family!
"Then I will kill you first!"
When the old man in Chinese clothes suddenly applied more force in his hands, the chickens in the garden under the balcony also clucked in panic and rage. There was a sound, and a group of snow chickens that had just been peacefully pecking at the grains suddenly started fighting with unusual ferocity, dragging their fat and strong bodies.
And those fat chickens whose eyes were clearly blank and out of focus, and it was hard to say whether they could find an opponent, but who were pecking their beaks, tearing their claws, kicking and fighting, and fighting until their snow feathers were soaked red and their crests were cracked, looked like they were in a state of madness. There is no difference between the old man and his well-dressed man.
(End of this chapter)