The Human Emperor

Senior! ”

Seeing that familiar figure, Wang rushed over and respectfully gave a respectful bow in front of the old man. The deity was respectful and serious.

If the people in the King's Master knew that just now in Southwest Dajie, the next day was a great credit, regarded by the whole of Datang as the hero of Triumph Wang Shong, it would be amazing that an old man would be so respectful.

But Wang Zheng knew that the old man in front of him, whoever the gift, could afford it.

Because he is Su Zhengshen, Datang's military god, the legend of the Taizong era has been famous in the world, even Wang Zhongji, Zhang Shouzhi and other generals, are still pale in front of him.

“Coming.”

Su Zhengshen's voice was very light. Like an ordinary old man, it was completely inconceivable that he was the famous Great Tang Army God.

“Have a seat. ”

Su Zhengshen didn't lift his head either, pointing to the opposite path of the chessboard.

“Hey hey, brother. ”

A cute little head drilled out of Su Zhengshen's ribs, and his eyes glistened in the light. He looked strange and was the "little tough" that often accompanied Su Zhengshen.

“Little brat. ”

Wang chuckled and stretched out his palm and caressed his thin, short hair over his head.

“Brother, I told you, knowing you are back, Master has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Xiao Jianzhen deliberately lowered his voice channel.

“Shut up! ”

Su Zhengshen didn't lift his head either, but he had a finger banging on Xiao Jian's head.

“It's not funny, Master is angry. ”

Little Ken stuck out his tongue cutely and quickly shrunk his head back.

Wang Chung glanced at Su Zhengshen next to him and quickly sat down opposite Su Zhengshen, thinking in his eyes.

“Stay with me in the next round. ”

Su Zhengshen finally looked up and pointed to the chess can opposite him. The orange red light shined on his face, uncertain.

“Yes, Senior. ”

Wang chuckled and held the chess can beside him in his hand. But when Wang Chung saw the pieces inside, he suddenly slightly flashed. In the past, when Wang Zhengshen and Su Zhengshen played chess, they were all Su Zhengshen holding the white son, Wang Zhengshen holding the black son, white son first.

But this time, Su Zhengshen gave his chess jar all white.

“You used to be, just a little smart, so I let you hang on to the blacks, but now you're worthy of these whites. ”

Su Zhengshen's voice came faintly from the air.

For a moment, Wang Zheng seemed to understand something, the night was slightly cool, but Wang Zheng's chest burst with a warm stream, hidden some emotion.

Though Su Zhengshen did not say anything, there is no doubt that he has expressed his approval in this way. This is what I felt before, what I never felt before.

“Play chess. ”

Without waiting for Wang to speak, Su Zhengshen had grabbed the chess pieces in his hand.

“Yes.”

Wang Chung smiled frankly, first leaving a white son behind.

This chess game lasted from late at night down to the East to see the white, and eventually even the lantern next to Su Zhengshen was going out.

“That's enough, I lost. ”

At the last moment, Su Zhengshen abandoned his son and admitted his defeat, without a doubt. Nevertheless, Su Zhengshen did not have any frustration. Instead, he appeared to be very happy, as if he had won.

“Wen Cheng did not love wealth, and Wushen did not hesitate to die. This is the way for the national society to flourish. Go, you did a good job in this southwest battle. You didn't embarrass Dae-tung! ”

Su Zhengshen said, stood up and looked at Wang Zhengshen's face in front of him with joy.

“Yes, Senior. ”

Wang Chung lowered his head, his heart was moved. Su Zhengshen spoke few words, but he was already the biggest affirmation of him. Su Zhengshen has never been easily involved in the dynasty, let alone the border. Few people throughout the empire have been able to obtain such recognition.

In order to obtain this few words of certainty, it is not known how many people are willing to compete for a broken blood stream, at a great price.

“Is that white boy you gave me last time still there? ”

Su Zhengshen suddenly said.

“Yes.”

Wang Zhong hastily removed the white child from his arms.

“Give me that.”

Su Zhengshen took Baizi from Wang Zhengshen. He only slightly bounced it and gave it back to Wang Zhong.

“The blood on your body is too strong, I can't help this blood problem, I can only hold it down for a while to protect your meridians Dantian. Everything else depends on your own creation. ”

Just as Wang Chung looked down at the white child in his hand, a voice suddenly came from his ear. Before Wang Chung reacted, bang, Wang punched his right shoulder slightly numb, one hand patted him gently, but for a moment, that hand closed back. But in the blink of an eye, there was a pounding, powerful and incredible sword, like a flood, rushing into Wang Chong's body.

Unlike the swordsmanship Wang Chung had felt in the past, this swordsmanship, though powerful and unparalleled, contained a powerful life.

As soon as this sword rushed into Wang Zheng's body, it immediately divided into tens of thousands, scattered into Wang Zheng's seven meridians and eight pulses, and Dantian position.

“Ken, it's dawn, let's go. ”

A voice came from his ear, and Wang raised his head and saw a figure floating on his sleeve, walking away with the seventy-eight year old child.

“Senior, when can we meet again? ”

Wang punched his heart and couldn't help but scream.

“When the time comes, there will be a time for goodbye! ”

Su Zhengshen's voice came out of the wind, and the old man and young man quickly disappeared into the night.

Wang looked at the distant shadow of the two, and an unknown feeling arose in his heart. He was well aware that after that, they would enter the deep compound and be isolated from the outside world.

I don't know how long I'll be waiting to see them again.

After finishing his mind, Wang Chong quickly returned to the house, met his mother, and Wang Chong quickly went to bed. The battle of the southwest barely met his eyes, and now he can go back to the Beijing master and rest well.

……

When Wang Chong rested in his home, the whole palace was already in a mess. The will of the Holy King has come down, together with the ministry and six ministries, as well as the Duke in the Chapel, to discuss the sealing of the southwest generals.

Whether it's less than mediation, or Wang Zhen, Wang Fu, or other generals in the southwest, their rewards are all fine. Only Wang Chong's reward has gone wrong.

“This is not a courtesy! Wang Jiao Son Wang Chong, there is no official and half in charge, how can I seal the reward? ”

“Nice! He was born in the house of the General, but he is only a common man. How can he be rewarded if he is not even on the armoury of the Annan Du Guard? ”

……

Above the chapel, several ceremonies, officials of the temple of Hongdu, and the royal history of the court spoke out to stop it.

“State-owned laws and family rules. Even if you want to reward Wang Chong, you must follow the rules and regulations of the dynasty. Nothing can be accomplished without rules. Do you want to mess with the law because you are alone? ”

Next to Panlongzhu, Duan Miao Shi is colorful, there is one man and the world stands alone.

He did not have enemies with Wang, but the court wanted to greatly seal the reward of Wang Shou, thus disrupting the court's law. As a royal history, we should not be afraid of the laws of power, and swear death to guard the court. Whether we go up to the king or down to the people of the people, if we violate the laws of the court, we will surely swear death to impeach and fight to the end.

Moreover, since ancient times, there has been no precedent for a “civilian” to be greatly rewarded since the founding of the Great Tang State.

Not far away, Qi Wang watched coldly. His heart was already overturned with joy.

In the Southwest War, he was too conspicuous to jump out again. So he specifically contacted the people of the temple and the ministry, and found these stereotypical monasteries in order to suppress the most conspicuous Kirinko in the royal family.

Wang Clan as a whole, whether Wang Qian, Wang Zhen, Wang Ru, or others, in Qi Wang's eyes, all have limited potential.

If they were so powerful, they would have sealed the throne long ago. Where else would they be now? This is the only King's stroke that makes him feel a great threat.

A man as young as seventeen years old has been able to defeat the existence of Daqin Ruozan and the Fire Tree, which has given Qi Wang the smell of the Nine Dukes of the year.

When the Ninth Duke was in power, they were almost crushed to death. Qi Wang cannot in any way allow himself to appear such a powerful opponent in the Chapel.

And Wang Zheng did not have a half post, let alone an army, which is the biggest death point. According to the rules of the court, Wang Chong is not in the army formation, so there is no way to record his military service.

Wang Chong had nothing to do with him, even if he had more credit in the southwest.

“Well, according to the meaning of the Royal History, does Wang Zhuang owe so much credit, do we have to treat him for raising the army, forging weapons, and interfering with the command of battle? ”

A strange voice suddenly came from the side, without waiting for others to speak, opposite Duan Miaoshi, another imperial history of the court spoke, the voice filled with irony.

“Yang Miaoshi! ”

Seeing the history of the speech, Duan Humble's face changed. The name sarcastically satirized his royal history, both of them white, and certainly his former superior, Yang Wei.

If it was someone else who disputed him, it would be Yang Wei, who was also the king of history, and his superior.

Duan Huanhun was said to be blushing, but only momentarily he returned to normal.

“Why not? ”

Duan humbled his neck. The court has the law of the court, it violates the law, even if it is its own boss?

“Humph, so what you're saying is, wash Wang away, put him in jail, and then you go lead the army, go to the battlefield, lead Datang to defeat Daqin Ruozan, defeat the Fire Tree Collection, defeat Duan Gequan, and the ambitious Gentiles around you, protect Datang's people, right? ”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, Duan Huan had not yet reacted, a lean palm suddenly reached over, pinching his ear was a harsh pinch, then twisted.

Oops, Duan Huan, who was just now unhappy, immediately screamed, but more shocked him, the identity of the person who strangled him behind.