Genshin Impact: From the moment he was finally adopted

Chapter 136

"What scheme?"

Dikarapian asked eagerly.

"Simple, the first plan, you continue to be king, execute those corrupt nobles, and sincerely apologize to the people, cancel the monthly worship, of course, the people may not be able to accept it, and then you will use force to suppress the reactionaries, but avoid the death penalty and deportation."

When Li Xiao finished saying the first plan, he found that Dikalapian's eyes did not accept it.

That's right.

Diekarpian was tired of ruling over mankind, and his sincerity did not earn the love and understanding of the people.

Of course, it is more out of disappointment and cowardice about oneself.

Think you're not fit to be a leader.

Some trusts that are rifted are irreparable.

Even if the people can forgive themselves, he cannot forgive himself.

"What about the second one."

"You should have guessed what I wanted to say, the second one asks the king to die, you release water and let the revolutionary army kill you, and return freedom and leadership to the Monds themselves."

Li Xiao's words, even if not said, Diego Kalapian made the same choice from the moment the revolution broke out, when the dream of prosperity was shattered.

Even if he could accept it, the corrupt aristocrats who embraced themselves could not.

The arrow in the chest of the boy was obviously not the work of Dikalapian.

Coupled with the radiation disaster of the death of the demon god, it did not affect the revolutionary army, but dispersed the dark clouds and wind and snow.

"It's the best solution." Dikalabi has made up his mind and chooses to die calmly.

"Yes." Li Xiao raised the wine bottle and motioned for the other party to toast.

"To be honest, I still don't know what good it is for you to help my people?"

Diecallapian picked up the wine bottle, the aroma of wine was fragrant, with a hint of refreshing floral fragrance, which made him feel comfortable.

With a time buffer, instead of a sudden outbreak of the revolution, do not feel angry about the betrayal and accept the result calmly.

Then the sacrifices of those warriors who faced the Tornado Demon God would be greatly reduced.

"I hope that in the end you will share your power with my friend Wendy, who is a wisp of a thousand winds, free by nature, seemingly cynical, but in fact very attached to mortals, and those who leave the royal city have always been sheltered by him."

Li Xiao clinked glasses with the other party, drank half of the drink and put it down.

"The remaining half will be drunk after you abdicate."

After saying that, he disappeared out of thin air, leaving only Dikalapian, who was sitting alone on the stairs, looking at the wine bottle in a daze.

"What a strange demon god, in the end, he didn't explain the benefits to himself."

Dikalabian smiled bitterly, lamenting the complexity of people's hearts, but he still loved his people deeply.

From now on, he never sat on the throne again.

Next month fifteen will soon come.

To celebrate the founding day, the nobles gathered under the tower for a feast party, and Diekarpian did not appear on the high platform to watch, not even this month's worship.

Even if the nobles were confused, they did not dare to ask more, but the party was often held.

A group of pearlescent noblewomen danced with gentlemen and old men, filled with an endless joyful atmosphere, and the nobles in the banquet hall interacted and talked freely, talking freely about the topics in the circle, talking and laughing, and full of enthusiasm.

"Isn't Lord Diekalapian unwell?"

"Yes, it's really worrying, this month's worship has been canceled, and today's banquet has not appeared."

"Don't think blindly, Lord Diacalapian is on top, and Mond will be at peace forever."

"Honor Lord Diacalapian!"

The nobles toasted and tasted the new drink brought by Lawrence.

"Hmm~ This new drink is much more delicious than ice water!"

The eyes of these nobles lit up, and they had never drunk something so wonderful.

"The Lawrence family master is really young and promising!"

At this moment, many young noble young masters gathered around the beautiful Lawrence patriarch, flattering and inviting each other to dance together.

"Sorry, I already have a dance partner."

Vanilla Rui grabbed the red-haired guard next to him and politely refused the ugly-faced aristocratic youth.

"Gee!"

The noble young masters smacked their tongues and left, showing disgusted eyes to Legon Fender.

"Hmph, Lawrence is really ignorant, a little uplifted and triumphant, don't put me and so on!"

"Hehe, it won't be long before my father says a few words to Lord Diekarpian, Lawrence will surely be devastated."

"I'm really looking forward to the scene when Vanillari begs for mercy."

These people put the ugliness on full display, and Vanella was ashamed to be with him, and after tonight he would completely lose his privileged position.

"Hehe, the face of the nobleman is disgusting."

Legon Fender withdrew his hand, spurning the aristocratic luxury in front of him, and the life of the people at the bottom were completely different worlds.

The people in the lower districts lacked water resources, food and clothing could not be solved, the nobles were extravagant and wasteful, and there were commoners who froze to death countless times in order to help the nobles go outside to fetch ice and snow.

"Yes, it's disgusting, but you actually beat me to death with a stick and didn't exclude my Lawrence family, and I wrote this hatred."

Vannylari put his hands on his chest and snorted.

"You are indeed different, but other Lawrence is not easy to say."

Legon Fend's tone was soft, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw her petty nature.

"You laughed at me, I wrote down this hatred, and at least for the rest of my life, Lawrence will never degenerate into such a nobleman."

Vanella Rui puffed out her cheeks slightly, she knew the bad roots of nobility, privilege is a chronic poison, no one can guarantee that she will never be awake and will not fall.

"I believe in you." Legon Fender smiled lightly.

Vanilla Rui was stunned for a moment, her fair face flushed, and she turned her back in a panic, brushing her hair with her bare hands.

What's going on with this guy?

Much gentler than in the past.

Obviously, before changing it, he will definitely say two words coldly.

"Quickly see Lord Dikalapi come out!"

"Long live Lord Dikarapi!"

"Lord Diekarapi, these are the tributes offered to you by the commoners, thank you for your wise kindness, Mond will prosper forever under your leadership!"

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When the nobles saw Diekarapi come out of the tower to the balcony, they flattered and sang his might.

"Patriarch Lawrence, when you see Lord Dikalapi, why don't you kneel down and offer tribute!?"

Some nobles saw that Vanillari was unmoved, and they all rebuked angrily.

"Then I will offer ugliness and a sword dance as a gift to the lone king."

Vanilla Rui pinched the hem of her skirt, bowed, and walked to the center of the stage and glanced at the piano boy.

Both of them had a wind flower pinned to their chests.

The next moment, Qiao Qiao's dexterous fingers plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded leisurely, sometimes whispering back to the euphemism like delicate love words, sometimes high-pitched and exciting, like a tall and majestic mountain, so that the nobles could not help but indulge in the pleasant melody that moved the touch.

Vanilla Rui danced, the sword in his hand was like the wings of a bird, shrouded in a blue curtain, soaring freely among the notes.

Songs move people's hearts, and so does dance.

Many noble old and young masters looked greedy and wanted to take back the Lawrence family master.

As Qiao Qiao's hand speed increased, the eager piano sound was like a thousand horses galloping, and the nobles at the banquet suddenly showed pain, foaming at the mouth, and fell one after another.

Those who escaped by chance were wiped on the neck with daggers by the guards, and one flower after another of blood bloomed poignantly.

The bell of revolution rings, and the warriors pinned to the flower of the wind hold high the torch, like a tide coming from all directions.