The Human Emperor

When Yang Zheng leaves, Wang Chong also has a feeling in the fog in the cloud.

“What a surprise......”

Wang shook his head and muttered to himself. There was a feeling in his heart that he could not speak. This is the eyes of the previous life above the top, will shake his head and say to himself, "Son, a list of talented people, must have an unlimited future”, in fact, the mouthless, sincere uncle of the country.

And when he was still humble, he became a “brother”.

This kind of suspicious thing has never happened in the previous life, gives Wang Zhang a feeling that he can't speak. However, in any case, there is at least one thing that can be ascertained.

The presence of Yang Zheng will play a major role in changing the fate of the Empire in his future, as well as in confronting the giant crocodile hidden in the middle.

It's good for you to worship him.

“Don't know what he sent? ”

Wang Zheng's heart moved and suddenly remembered the gift Yang Zheng said. Before Yang Qiang left, he mysteriously said that he had to wait until he left to find it.

Now that Yang Zheng has left, he should be able to open it and take a look.

“Pā!”

The purple red fine wooden box opens, with no gold or silver jewellery, no dandruff, and nothing horrible. Just a few thin pieces of paper, folded, and the code placed inside.

“What is this? ”

Wang frowned and was greatly surprised.

Remove the top sheet of paper from the wooden box, open it, and it's a row of dense, numb little scripts. Wang became more and more confused in his heart.

Ever since ancient times, I have been a cousin, I have given gold, I have treasures, I have given nothing. Except there is no messenger.

When he saw the last stamp, Wang punched his heart and finally found out what gift Yang Xiao had given him.

“King Qi! ”

Wang Zheng's heart was so turbulent that he finally knew what was going on. The letters in the purple-red fine wooden box are all letters written by Qi Wang to Taijin Princess.

The contents of the letter are also simple, all Qi Wang encouraged Taijin Princess to join forces with herself to deal with Song Wang's letter. Wang Chong counted, a total of five or six pages, the content is very similar, all encouraging Taijin Princess and herself to join forces.

Obviously, Taijin Princess has launched a lot of offensive.

In the end, however, Taijin apparently chose Song Wang. Otherwise, you won't be notified of the Stone of Destiny in heaven.

“Yang Zheng, this is to make a love for Taijin Princess, also to give me a love! ”

Wang Zheng's heart reacted and already understood Yang Zheng's meaning. These letters, if given to King Song himself, are obviously also a credit.

At least, King Song will owe the royal family another favor.

The letter was carefully returned to the wooden box. After packing, Wang Chung returned to the drawer in the study. Take care of the family affairs properly, Wang Chong did not impress anyone, went alone to the haunted area west of the city.

The ghost district is quiet and peaceful.

Under that huge haunted acacia, Wang Chung saw a thin and long figure, dressed in black monobloc, sitting on his knees, waiting silently.

Senior! ”

Wang rushed over and bowed for a gift.

“Coming back. ”

Su Zhengshen calmly said that his skinny face was still indifferent, but Wang Chong felt a concern from it.

“Yes!”

Wang punched nodded.

“Suffering is the practice of life, and going to jail is not a big deal. Young man, having some practice will do you good in the future. ”

Su Zhengshen said indifferently.

“Yes, the juniors were taught. ”

Although he usually hip-hopped in front of Su Zhengshen, there was no rectangle, but at this time Wang Chung took a humble and respectful stance and was taught in vain.

Wang Chong knew about Su Zhengshen's experience, so he also really knew that in front of himself, he was definitely qualified to talk to himself about it.

Being in jail is really nothing compared to what he's been through in his life.

“Well, I wish you could understand that. Sit down and play with me in the last round! ”

Su Zhengshen finally reached out one hand, pointing to the opposite position, and prompted Wang to sit down.

“Yes, Senior. ”

Wang relieved himself and sat on his knees opposite Su Zhengshen. One young man, holding black and white, playing chessboard, killing again.

Su Zhengshen is calm, has always spoken less, and is no different than before. Wang Chong, thinking about what Su Zhengshen had said before, was somewhat disturbed. Su Zhengshen almost ate several pieces of chess.

“Condensed and breathless, the mind is free of external objects. Famous, all pets are outside. Is there anything outside you that can move your mind? ”

Su Zhengshen lowered his head and remained silent.

Wang shook up, always feeling that Su Zhengshen was lending himself the opportunity to get out of jail and teach himself what to do. This has never happened before.

This gives Wang Zheng a strange feeling, but inside Wang Zheng is not excluded.

“Yes, the younger generation understands. ”

Wang took a deep breath and remembered his previous life's experience and soon calmed down.

Though the path is different for everyone, they share the same view on meritocracy. Su Zhengshen was able to surrender the power in his hands at a time like the middle of the day. Obviously, he was not in love with the rights that everyone wanted.

As for Wang Chong...

Wang Chong has always been very clear that power is only the way to achieve his mission, not the ultimate goal.

As he thought, Wang chuckled and quickly calmed down. On the board, he killed Su Zhengshen, the Great Tang Army god, again to lose.

Su Zhengshen's eyes flashed a glimmer of admiration, opened the chess pieces, and Wang Chong caught and killed him again.

One inning after another, one after another, Su Zhengshen basically didn't win.

There is no day or night in the game, nor can I feel the passing of time. They hadn't killed each other in a long time, and even Su Zhengshen lost track of time. Unconsciously, the night came. On this day, Wang Chong and Su Zhengshen came later than any other day.

“Here, found it! ”

Just as the two of them played chess, a disturbance suddenly came from behind. Wang Chung's face changed dramatically, but he hasn't reacted yet. He heard a familiar voice in his ear:

“Hahaha, Prince Wang, you've been looking for me for a while! When you got out of jail today, the king was trying to clean up the wind for you. I didn't expect to find anyone for half a day. Not even the royal family. Turns out you're hiding here...”

In the night, a large sleeve shadow robe walked over.

Lutin!

In the night, as the distance draws closer, the person's face suddenly becomes clear. He is actually a colleague next to King Song, a student of Lutinlu University.

There are few people in this haunted area, and Wang Chong has never brought anyone. Wang Chong didn't know why Luting was here, or why he knew he was here.

In the past, if you see Lutin here, Wang Chung will surely rejoice, and he can make the wine joy. But now, definitely not the time.

“Hahaha, no wonder I can't find you. Turns out you're here to play chess... play chess..."

Lutin was still hip-hopping a moment ago, smiling. But the next moment, seeing the figure opposite Wang Zheng, Luting's eyes opened sharply, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to be greatly shocked.

“You… you… Luting see Grandpa Su! ”

Bang, Luting's knees were soft, suddenly kneeling in front of Su Zhengshen. His divinity was respectful, his body was still slightly trembling, and he could see the shock in his heart.

Wang Chong and Su Zhengshen were similarly dramatic when heard of the “Su Dung” in Luting's mouth.

Apart from Shen Hai and Meng Long, loyalty is absolutely reliable, Wang Chong never brings others, nor let others know, that is, he doesn't want people to know the identity of Su Zhengshen.

Wang Chong has never been the identity of Su Zhengshen during this period of time. This is already a tacit agreement.

Luting was well enough to reveal Su Zhengshen's identity and destroy his own painstaking business.

“Wang Chong, it seems that our fate is over. ”

Su Zhengshen rose from behind the chess board. A huge momentum erupted from him like a mountain tide. This is the first time Wang Chong and Su Zhengshen have seen his strength burst out.

In that instant, Wang rushed to see a mountain rising from the ground in front of him, growing at a geometric magnification, and finally shrugged into the clouds, not too deep.

In the face of this enormous aura, anyone can't help but create a small feeling of depression.

After decades of hiding his reputation, Su Zhengshen hasn't shown much fame in front of the world since Emperor Taizong. So many people thought he was dead.

The reason for placing chessboards in a common place like the Ghost Acacia District is that people don't want to know who they are and attract attention.

Today, Lutin has discovered that he will not be able to stay overnight, for fear that this will spread to the wilderness.

Senior! ”

Wang Chung looked at Su Zhengshen in front of him and turned from an ordinary old man to a great Tang army god in an instant. There was a feeling in his heart that he could not speak, as if he had lost something important.

Wang Chong knows that from now on, the two of them won't be able to play chess. Nor is it possible, as usual, to lay waste to him, eat some beef, drink some wine.

As Su Zhengshen said, "The fate is over”.

“Kid, actually, I've been meaning to tell you. We can't keep going down like this. It's just, it's your first day out. So I didn't say. ”

Su Zhengshen, with his hands behind his back, was in a turbulent mood and ignored Luting on the ground:

“Besides, there are three new training camps in the court, and you should be there, right? ”

“Yes!”

Wang nodded and did not deny. The three major training camps were opened only for two or three days, which is why Wang Chong would rush to meet Su Zhengshen after his release.

“Good. Good luck! You have talent, you have talent, don't waste it! ”

Su Zhengshen's palm, on the chessboard, a white son rose up empty-handed, the wind broke and did not fall into his palm:

“The edges are scattered and the edges are extinguished. This white one is a gift I gave you, keep it well. I hope you like this chess piece, in any case, keep a heart, don't forget the original intentions! ”

Shuā

White did not go into Wang's palm, but the calm void, suddenly the wind, Su Zhengshen robe hunting and walking. This time, he was faster than ever.

“Don't forget your heart, maybe you and I have a chance to see each other again! Otherwise, it will be indefinite! …… ”

The sentence was like a mosquito, but it rang in Wang's ear. When the voice dropped, Su Zhengshen disappeared completely into the night.