C14 Three Men Make a Tiger

Bathsheba entered David's bedroom. There was no one there except a child girl who looked to be only eight or nine years old standing by the side, fanning King David.

This child girl was a maid called from the far north of Jerusalem's City of Knowledge. Her name was Yasha.

King David was old, and even though he was covered, he could not help but feel warm, and his entire body shivered. Abyssan raised and served the king. He slept in King David's arms and warmed him up.

However, what made King David's servants feel strange was that their king never got close to this extremely beautiful girl even once.

Bathsheba walked in and nodded at Yabba Sha. Yabba Sha obediently retreated. He stood at the edge of the room. Bathsheba immediately knelt on the ground and prostrated in front of King David's bed. She used her neck to rub King David's left arm.

"May I, Wang Wanshui, live."

She whispered.

King David slowly narrowed his eyes. There was no anger in his grayish-white pupils.

"What do you want?"

He moved his head to Abisha bit by bit and asked in an old, hoarse, but gentle voice, "What do you want, my Bathsheba?"

"My king..."

Bathsheba said in a low voice, "You promised me that you would let Solomon continue to be your king..."

"Yes, I swore to God."

David said in a weak voice.

He struggled to raise the finger of his left hand. Bathsheba lowered her head and held David's cold left hand between her hands. She gently exhaled the air in her mouth to make it warm.

After a while, she said with some resentment in a low voice, "But today, your son, Adonijah will be made the king of Israel."

King David's brows instantly knitted tightly.

He struggled to support his upper body from the bed and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say? Who ordered... Who is supporting him?"

" There is an army supporting him, my king. "

Bathsheba looked into King David's eyes and sighed. "There are still many priests."

"Joab?"

King David thought for a while and guessed a name.

Bathsheba nodded. "Yes, it is him."

David took a deep breath and slowly laid down. His face seemed to have aged even more.

"Joab... Joab has been loyal to me for thirty years."

David murmured in a low voice, his lips trembling. "He..."

"Father!"

Solomon came in from the door at this time. He looked around in an inconspicuous manner and found two dark green names as expected.

- David, sixty-nine years old.

- Paimon, eight years old.

But Solomon did not make a sound.

Once he entered, he hurriedly knelt in front of King David's bed. He lowered his head and said softly in a somewhat sad voice, "My king, my father... As expected, you promised Adonijah that you will take me as your king. Do you want to sit on my throne? "

Solomon looked at King David - his father in name, the previous ruler of Israel and the Empire of Yu.

He looked extremely old. That kind of aging was not something an old man who was not even seventy years old should have. It felt like an old man who was close to a hundred years old.

His face was full of wrinkles, and the eye sockets of his eyes caved in. However, one could still see the traces of David's facial features that were as sharp as a knife.

"Who did you hear that from, Solomon?"

David tried his best to squint his eyes and said solemnly, "I once promised your mother that my position will be inherited by you. The person who took the form is the witness. "

"It was Adonijah who said that. He said that you want to make Israel have a braver king. Joab also testify for him. If that's the case... I would like to ask you to tell the people of the Israel who will take your seat after you - if not... Someone will definitely support me from among the people and attack the king of Israel, Adonijah. The Israel will split from the middle... "

Solomon said in a soft and low voice, "If that's the case, Mother and I will be the sinners who usurped the throne."

"That is right, Your Majesty."

Before Solomon finished speaking, the Prophet rushed into the house with the order.

"Take the order!"

King David's eyes lit up.

He hurriedly waved at the prophet with the order. "Come here... What happened?"

"My king, Adonijah is the king today!" He looked nervous and said, "He wants the priest, Abiah, to put some ointment on him. Today, Adonijah killed many cows and sheep, and he also asked your sons and marshals, Joab. And Jerusalem's subjects are having a meal at the Limestone Altar. "

The Prophet sighed and said in a low voice, "They ate and drank well in front of Adonijah, shouting loudly, Long live King Adonijah. But only I, Zadok, the son of Yehe Da, Benaiah, and your son Solomon did not treat them. My king, when did you change your decree, but did not inform your loyal servants to take the order..." " Yes, my king. "

Bathsheba continued, "Now everyone in Israel is looking up to you. Everyone is waiting for you to tell us who is the king of Israel..."

"I am the king!"

King David instantly became furious, his eyes were wide open.

As his voice fell, the old body that was lying in front of the bed, which was extremely old and weak, was immediately filled with a strong sense of existence.

The old King clenched his fists tightly. His chest moved like a bellows, and some vague words rolled in his throat. "My will has never changed. Bathsheba, since I pointed to God and swore to you, Your son Solomon will continue me as king... I will do it today!"

He propped up his upper body in pain and asked Solomon, "Solomon, is Zadok still loyal?"

Solomon quickly nodded. "Yes, there are many priests. There are also the internal guards of Royal City."

"Alright..."

King David trembled as he took off a ring from his body. He put it in Solomon's hand. "Take it... and let Na Dan and Zadok, the son of Yehe Ye Da, Benaiah. There are also other loyal priests and internal guards of Royal City escorting you to the Basic Training City. Go to my circle and ride my donkey there. Don't ride a horse. Ride my donkey! Remember!"

" Yes, I remember. "

Solomon nodded and solemnly agreed.

David took a deep breath in satisfaction. "You will let Zadok make you the king of Israel... This is my wish. Also, Solomon... although Abiah made his treacherous subordinate king, he lifted the main cabinet in front of me. In the land of Israel, you can't kill him... and Joab. "

Speaking up to this point, David took a deep breath.

He sighed with guilt and remorse. "He conspired with me. I'm not afraid to tell you, Solomon. You have grown up... Your mother, Bathsheba, her former husband, Ulia. Joab killed her for me. He took the blame for me. I swear that as long as I'm alive... He won't die... "

David held Solomon's hand tightly and the ring in Solomon's hand. "Solomon... I beg you, don't kill these two people first."

" I swear that I will obey all the oaths my father and my king have made. "

Solomon said seriously.

"Good child... you will be the future hope of Israel."

King David said in a low voice, "No matter what, you must not die."

He felt relieved. He slowly let go of Solomon's hand and laid down again.

The moment he closed his eyes again, the dazzling presence that seemed to be shining on King David's body disappeared like an illusion. Even his appearance had aged a little.

Solomon lowered his head and left King David's tent with the Prophet and Bathsheba.

After that, he slowly opened his palm at the door and looked at the ring in the middle.

A blue light screen appeared in front of his eyes.

[David's Ring (Only One)]

[Unique Item]

[Jade] [Pei Shi: Obtained the attention of the Demon God]

Hmm? This effect...

Solomon was slightly stunned. He glanced at the young girl with the "Paimon" name card, Abisha.

It seemed like King David had a rough idea in his heart.