Chapter 46 Follow-Up

Selim's voice was filled with anger and murderous intent, which frightened everyone present.

The Sultan waved his hand, and a soldier of the new army walked towards the Greek patriarch who spoke first, grabbed his collar, and dragged him outside like a dead dog.

The Greek patriarchs were frightened, but this time no one dared to speak.

Selim sneered, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.

"Next, I ask, you answer, and there is no need to say anything else. Do you understand?"

The Greek patriarchs nodded repeatedly, their voices full of fear: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Why choose Thessaloniki as the venue for the celebration?"

"Your Majesty, Thessaloniki has long been home to three major ethnic groups, and choosing this place is also to show you the diversity and tolerance of the empire."

Selim glanced at the Greek patriarchs coldly, and the murderous intent on his face became stronger.

"In your eyes, you see diversity and tolerance, but in my eyes, it is a hotbed of rebellion!"

The Greek patriarchs looked at each other, not knowing how to answer the Sultan's words.

"Whose assassin is on the field?"

Selim asked.

"Your Majesty, this... We really don't know, we can never commit such a crime."

The Greek patriarchs answered the Sultan's question while pushing Simon, who was limp like a dead dog, forward.

Everyone can see that this guy is inseparable from the assassination.

Why not push this filthy bastard, the damned Fanar people, to the front to attract firepower, so that the Sultan can pour all his anger on his own people? We are not fools.

However, even when Simon reached the front row, he did not react. He looked like he was dead, staring at the front in a daze.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Selim felt a little funny. He thought he could escape by pretending to be stupid, but he was dreaming.

The Sultan scolded sternly.

"Answer my previous question, Simon, or do you want all the Fanar people to be buried with you?"

Selim's voice made people feel cold.

Hearing the Sultan's words, Simon's body finally trembled. He raised his head, and his eyes revealed endless fear.

"Your Majesty, I... I really don't know anything. This assassination has nothing to do with the Fanar people. We have always been your most loyal people."

Simon said in a trembling voice.

Selim sneered and looked at Simon in front of him with disdain.

"You'd better give a convincing answer instead of talking nonsense here..."

The Sultan's words made everyone in the tent tremble with fear.

"Your Majesty, please believe me, I have nothing to do with my family and this assassination.

Simon's voice was full of pleading and despair, and he kept cursing Anthimos, the damn bastard, in his heart.

Selim looked at Simon in front of him expressionlessly. He suddenly had a better idea than to forge evidence.

The Sultan winked at Justinian and said.

"Justinian, take them away, detain them separately, and interrogate them.

Secondly, quickly send a message to Napoleon, asking him to keep an eye on Aladdin Pasha at all times, and kill him immediately if anything goes wrong.

Then, remember to send a letter to Haji Pasha, asking him to send the newly trained army to Constantiniya.

Don't forget to notify Suleiman of the Chapan family to guard against possible unrest in central and northern Anatolia.

Tell the patriarch of the Kara Osman family and the patriarch of the Kozan family (this family has formed an alliance with the Chapan family) to guard the eastern and southern Anatolia, and I will reward them.

As for you, Abdullah, control the entire Thessaloniki and prevent riots.

Finally, block the news and do not let it leak out in the next few days. Anyone who dares to speak nonsense will be killed! "

The Sultan's order had been issued, and everyone was busy. Justinian nodded at Simon, and Selim nodded.

The soldiers' rebukes and the cries of the Greek patriarchs intertwined, making people feel what kind of power the so-called king's authority had.

The tent became empty, and only the guards on duty and the spies guarding the Sultan continued their work in the same place.

Selim rubbed his eyebrows, and a feeling of fatigue surged up, and he felt weak all over.

Although Selim has the title of "Reflection of God", the title is the title, and Selim is already at the end of his strength.

The vigilance before and during the celebration, the fear after the end, the tension when suddenly attacked, the psychological tactics during the interrogation, the high-intensity game all day long put Selim under great pressure, and now he can finally relax.

"This matter can continue to expand its influence. The Vlach nobles will definitely not want to live. It's just the opportunity to crush them to ashes. Isn't it beautiful to reunite the family.

As for the Greek families, killing some, suppressing some, and winning over some just determines the power structure in the Greek region in the future, so as to avoid any trouble.

The Anatolia region is definitely stable. Chapanga, Kozanga, Kara, Osman, Selim really doesn't believe that anyone can make waves. Now that something has happened, the three families should stop mixing and collectively cancel their own nationality.

As for the families in Damascus and Baghdad, Egypt and Anatolia, if these people really dare to defect, they will die.

Then there are the Bulgarians. Selim is too lazy to consider what they might do. These rubbish can't make any waves now.

The key lies in the Fanar people. They must be killed, but how and how many to kill to achieve the best effect, Selim is a little unsure at this time.

Forget it, let's nail this matter first, and think about the rest in a few days. "

After planning the follow-up plan for this assassination, Selim couldn't hold it anymore, he leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.

The tent was emitting a faint light, and it seemed a little quiet under the moonlight, but the screams from afar from time to time always easily destroyed the quietness, but fortunately it would not wake up the Sultan.

When Selim woke up again, the sky was already slightly bright, and Justinian stood aside, guarding the Sultan.

"How is it handled? Justinian, Simon is a smart man, he should know what to do, right? "

Selim yawned and asked. I have to say that although he slept leaning on the chair, he felt pretty good.

"Your Majesty, Simon Ducas has confessed the mastermind. Anthimos, the spy leader of the Phanariots, organized all this.

As for the accomplices? In addition to the Russians and Austrians involved, many people in the country also facilitated this matter. "

Justinian answered the Sultan's question respectfully.

A book friend asked me to make a narration explanation, asking if you want to put it in the text or in the author's words.

I put an explanation in the text today. Do you think this affects the reading experience?

Finally, I would like to ask for follow-up reading and collection. This book has entered the third round of recommendations. Thank you for your support.

But this book is still a long way from the fourth round. I hope you don't keep the book. Thank you for your understanding.

By the way, this is the second chapter today. The first chapter was posted at 0:15 in the morning.