The Human Emperor

“Sooner rather than later," Wang Chong received a message from his cousin Wang Zhuyan at night when he was locked in his room and still involved in the stone of destiny.

Back to the uncle in this regard, her news is much more sensitive than her own.

Wang Chong really guessed!

Grandpa Yao really put his son down and appeared at Grandpa Wang Chong's residence in the Quartet Hall. And the time is tonight!

Yao Wang and his family officially reconciled.

After reminding himself, Big Uncle Wang added the name of cousin Wang's departure to the list of negotiations during the meeting, and asked the Yao family to cooperate and promote the official position of cousin Wang's departure.

Grandpa Yao had no choice in this matter and promised on the spot. And then there's the political negotiation.

This time the Yao family is asking for peace, this is a rare opportunity. Grandpa and uncle are naturally going to have to weigh up some political demands on this matter and scrape the Yao family's skin.

Cousin Zhu Yan was amazed at this matter. The lines are full of admiration for Wang Zheng, and the whole thing is incredible.

“This old guy, he reacts so fast! ”

Wang Chong sent away Wang Zhuyan's servant, his heart was emotional.

Old Master Yao visited a lot more morning than he expected. This politically acute sense of smell and decision alone is far from comparable to the average person.

Grandpa Yao and his grandfather fought for so long, they never bowed their heads, let alone. This time for children and grandchildren without any hesitation.

This is exactly where the Yao family is terrified!

As long as the old master Yao is still here, the Yao family is almost invincible, no one can destroy the Yao family!

However, these are not Wang Chong's concerns.

After resolving the matter, Wang Chong can be sure that after this reversal, he has completely changed the impression in the hearts of the people. Wang Chung still remembers the amazing look of her aunt when she finally left, and the joy of her mother's constant glance at herself.

Even his father Wang Zhen revealed in his letter a strong sense of joy and unbelievability. He has always had deep prejudices about himself, and the hardest thing for Wang Chong to change is his impression of himself.

But after what happened to Song Wang and Yao Guangxian, Wang Chong believed that his father's views on himself should have changed completely.

And the family side...

Wang glanced at the envelope on the table, and Cousin Wang Zhuyan's constant questioning in the letter, as well as the incredible appearance of the lines in the letter, were enough to explain the problem.

Though it's hard to say to squeeze into the core of the family, there is no doubt that you have succeeded in attracting the attention of all!

“… now is the last thing left to do! ”

Wang Chung smiled slightly and said that the good things were done. The news had come from Wei Hao's side. The Uzi steel weapon should be finished in a few days.

As long as it's good over there, you'll be able to collect it yourself!

“Wow!”

The robe flashed and Wang Chung walked out of the room. The night was pitch-black, the sky hung high in the moon, and under the moonlight, under the corridor of the royal palace, the stars dotted and hung a lantern.

Walk along the steps and all the way to Wang Chong can look with innumerable awe and respect. Compared to before, all guards, servants and maids see themselves completely different from before.

This line of affairs not only changed the destiny of the royal family, but also changed the position of Wang Chong in the capital.

“Time to practice! ”

Wang rushed to the familiar corner, pulled open the shelf, trampled on the steps, and began to practice the familiar "Dragon Bone Art". He felt his strength had grown again at a time when diligence could not stop and armed force could not be abandoned.

……

Things continued to ferment in Beijing City. After heartfelt propaganda, Mr. Yao Jiayao went to the “Taihe Garden” of the Quadrangle Hall to see the Nine Gong. The two Yao Wangs shook hands and words, and the matter was boiling in Beijing City.

The Yao and Wang families fought for many years, and this was the first time that the Wang family built the Yao family.

And Yao Guangyuan's failure at the edge was a turning point in this matter, and it was the end of the street alley, and everyone talked about it. Yao Guangyishen was a wonderful mathematician. There was no last resort, but this time he was dumped as a monkey.

Many people said that Wang's “Nine Dukes” invited a mysterious tall man with no less intelligence than Yao Guangyuan to point it out. Now, privately, everyone is wondering who this amazing Mysterious High Man really is.

Without mentioning the liveliness outside, as the end of the street alley, many powerful people, "tall people” of the mouth of the world, Wang rushed to live “isolated from the world” quietly, a person happily executed his own wealth plan.

And the plan, it's almost over.

“Ha ha, Wang Chong, look! The Wuz steel weapon you're talking about has finally been practiced! ”

In the cave on the western outskirts of Beijing City, Wei Hao held a black sword embryo about three feet long. He laughed with joy. This is the standard Chinese soil sword, double-edged sword blade, straight sword body, width around two fingers, dark sword body gives a thick feeling.

“By the way, Wang Chong, why did you add a line on both sides of the sword? We don't seem to have this line of sword in the middle of the earth, do we? ”

Wei Hao suddenly touched his head and detailed the thread marks on both sides of his sword body. His face could not understand.

“It's called a blood trough, and it's designed for killing. When entering the body, the blood water slipped and sprayed out along the blood trough. In a short time, you'll lose a lot of blood! ”

Wang chuckled.

“Ah!”

Wei Hao jumped and almost dropped his sword from his hand:

“Blood trough? Wang Chong, this sword is fierce! ”

Wang laughed without saying a word, and Uzi steel weapons, including the so-called Damascus machete, were inherently instruments of murder. In fact, all swords are instruments of killing, and they were originally designed for this purpose.

“No money, no mercy”, if you are timid, stay away from this kind of murderer.

“Give it to me! ”

Wang Chong took over this Oz steel sword from Wei Hao. The average sword is much heavier than the Oz steel sword. It weighs about 20 to 30 kg.

It would be difficult to wield a weapon weighing twenty or thirty pounds for a long time if it was not too powerful.

“The first Wuzi steel weapon finally came out! ”

Wang Zheng thought, waved his hand, a sword flashed from the air, a stone on the rock wall of his right hand clicked open, the crushed stone fell.

“Scared, so sharp! You're an unusual sword! ”

Wei Hao's head shrunk and jumped. Wootz's steel sword came out of the furnace. He hasn't tried it yet. I didn't know it was so sharp!

He knows the hardness of the rock here. When the Wei family chose this place, it was because it was dense and strong enough for the rock here to be made into an iron field.

Don't look at the space, but it took them almost six months to dig. The masters in the palace have tried to use a very sharp sword to really get past it, basically cutting only a little bit of debris.

Wang Chung's sword embryo was just a scratch, and he easily cut the rock raised above.

“Now the sword is still semi-finished, and after adding the inscription, quenching, it is not that sharp. ”

Wang Chung said indifferently.

Wei Hao is also a dark tongue, Wang Chong said these famous halls of fame he does not understand. Don't talk about him, don't talk about cold forging or anything, it's that the master around him doesn't understand.

I don't know where Wang Chong learned so much.

“To be honest, Wang Chong, those who are poisoned are not looking for a small number. With these swords, can you sell them at such a high price? You put so much effort into it, I'm afraid you'll be wasted! ”

Wei Hao looked worried.

Wang Chong owed 90,000 taels of gold, nobody but him knew. He thought about it in his heart and was worried about it.

“Hey, hey, don't worry. You'll see. ”

Wang Zhuangfaintly said, don't think so. Taking several Oz steel weapons swords and embryos in his hand, Wang flashed his heart, but remembered his cousin Wang Zhuyan.

The matter of the Uzi steel weapons and Wei Hao, as well as the blacksmiths of the Wei government, is already connected. Next, it's your cousin Zhuyan's turn.

……

“Son of a bitch, what the hell are you doing with all this stuff? ”

Zhu Yan, Wang Chong's cousin, is stretching his body in a comfortable position in the Xishi building just west of Beijing City, paved with red carpets and made a bed of golden jade.

With one hand playing with the sword embryos of Wang Chung's steel weapons, her five fingers flew fast, the other hand pinched a purple-red grape, in an elegant position, into her mouth, slowly chewing slowly and finely.

Even Wang Chong had to admit that his cousin did have a great deal of money. When it comes to force, she can single-handedly pick most of the so-called young Junjie, the genius of the world in 49 cities; when it comes to her demeanor, she is sophisticated and elegant, even the princesses of the Golden Branch Jade Leaf in the Deep Palace appreciate it.

There's no place in the capital where she can't eat.

“Second Sister, you promised me some time ago. You didn't forget, did you? ”

Wang Chung lowered his waist, hey accompanied by a laugh. Although he had a face in front of his uncle, aunt and uncle, Wang Chong didn't dare to rub his nose in front of his cousin.

This is Buddha Grandpa, himself the monkey in his palm, before he grew up, he still clamped his tail to be a man.

“Hmm, I can help you with this favor based on your performance some time ago. But besides that, is there anything else you forgot to tell me? ”

Wang Zhuyan said, turning his head, deeply looked at Wang Chong.

“Something else? ”

Wang Chung's face was confused and a little unresponsive: “What else? ”

“Hmm, do you still want to pretend in front of me? ”

Wang Zhuyan snorted coldly, some dissatisfied:

“Need I remind you? What's the matter with the Eighth Shrine? ”

Shuā

As if a thunderbolt had struck his head, at this moment Wang's cold sweat was pouring out.

Haunted!

How did she know? Did she stare at herself every day for twelve hours a day? I thought I had lied to her about the Eight Divine Palaces. Turns out she already knew, just pretended not to know, just didn't say it.

At this moment, Wang Chung had the feeling of not being able to tell, as if he was a transparent person in front of his cousin, he could not keep any secrets from her!