"Even Mr. Lin Mo didn't even ask us for a cent or a cent. He won this business battle with his own money."

"Don't you think that you have always been sorry for Mr. Lin Mo?"

"boom!"

"Arnold, you are arrogant!"

Arnold's calm voice pierced into Gardre's heart like a sharp knife.

He slapped the table with his palm, stood up and roared at Arnold.

Arnold knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said softly.

"I just feel that Your Majesty has lost a bit of space and has lost his mind."

Arnold's words made Garrett in a trance for a while.

Yes, what is your own heart.

His original intention was to become the king of the Vientiane Kingdom and lead the country to prosperity.

After he ascended the throne with the help of Lin Mo, this is his true heart.

You have helped me gain glory and wealth, then I will replace you with a knife.

Look at what you are doing now, except for calculations and utilization.

Now, do you really have to consider your friendship with Lin Mo?

Cattle is like he has just been picked up from drowning.

Sit limply on the throne.

"Arnold, go to the Huaxia embassy and say that I hope to chat with Xuanyuanming, the great elder of the Wumeng League in Huaxia."

Arnold looked at Cattle above, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his beautiful cheeks.

It disappeared randomly and turned into an afterimage, heading towards the embassy.

"Come on, go and invite the Minister of Rites to come here!"

Garrett on the throne seemed to think of something, picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and said something.

Soon, a minister of the Ministry of Rites with white hair and a white beard walked in tremblingly.

"The minister of the Ministry of Rites is very old, and the person who comes here will give him a seat."

This Minister of Rites had already served in the Ministry of Rites when Jia Yuan I had just ascended the throne.

Now that several decades have passed, he still serves in the Ministry of Rites, but he is very old.

"I thank Your Majesty for the gift."

This Minister of Rites of the whole court and opposition can be said to be the person who is least afraid of Jia Delie.

Not because of his age.

For Cattle, no matter how old he was and he made a mistake, he stayed honest.

But because he is fair and honest, the Ministry of Rites has a lot of oil and water every year.

And this minister is diligent and thrifty, making the Ministry of Rites a place with the least oil and water.

"Minister of Rites, the widow wants to prepare a welcome ceremony at the gate of the royal city."

"I don't know what level of welcome ceremony your Majesty needs, whether it is a friend from a neighboring country or a meritorious kingdom."

These two welcome ceremonies are the most common on weekdays, and each one costs hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"It's like how long it takes for a widow to come in person to arrange it."

"Your Majesty, you said...cough, cough, what did you say, Your Majesty?"

Facing the surprised eyes of the Minister of Rites, Cattle continued.

"The red carpet needs at least 100 meters, and there is a Vientiane soldier ten steps away. All ministers must go with me."

"And the escort of the army also needs to be lined up from the city gate to the palace."

The Minister of Rites was shocked and said in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, a soldier in ten steps will arrive at the palace, and the entire army of the palace will participate. Your safety will be at your safety."

"It doesn't matter, as long as he comes, no one in this world will hurt me."

"By the way, fireworks, the royal musical troupe, all kinds of garlands, these are all indispensable."

The Minister of Rites swallowed silently. He had sat in this position for forty or fifty years.

So far, there has been no plan for such a grand welcome ceremony. Who is His Majesty going to welcome?

"Your Majesty, it may take tens of millions of dollars to complete these things."

"It doesn't matter, the most important thing for widows is money." JrNovels.com