The Human Emperor

In the depths of the royal mansion, Wang Chong finally met the man he was expecting. This is a 40-50 year old middle-aged literary man, dressed in a white robe, a five-willow beard, weak temperament, looks like the wind blows down.

“Seen Grandpa Marquis! ”

When Wang Chong and the eagle walked in, the middle-aged clerk hurriedly bowed down and acted with fear. Even the atmosphere dared not breathe, and his eyes kept looking at the ground.

Obviously, he also did not know why the fame was prominent, a high Duke Lung's heavenly son, Datang Junior Marquis would summon himself to an unheard of, insignificant teacher.

“Master Hou, we searched the whole Kyung Shi in accordance with the instructions of Master Hou. Finally, we found him in a blind view of Taoism, when he was ready to hike with his luggage. As long as we're a little late, he's on his way. ”

Wei Guo, Wei Wu is on the sidewalk.

Obviously, neither of them knew why Wang Chong would let them search all over the city for such a middle-aged man without the strength to bind a chicken, and spent so much time and energy.

Wang Chong ignored the Patron and the Weiwu. From the moment he stepped into the gate, his eyes remained on the middle-aged man.

“I didn't think I could really find him. ”

Wang Zhong's eyes were bright and his heart was excited.

While the middle-aged literary figures in front of them appear to be silent, they are notorious in another area. Wang Chong rarely has worshippers, but the middle-aged literary man in front of him definitely belongs to one of them.

“You are Yuan Shurong? ”

Wang Chung looked forward to it.

“The dwarf is exactly. It's a blessing to have Grandpa Hou summoned for three lifetimes! I just don't know what the Master called the dwarf for. ”

Yuan Shurong's face was frightened by his sincerity. This was also the first time he saw a "big man” of this level, and he was very disturbed.

“Hahaha, it's really him! ”

At this moment, Wang Zheng confirmed that his name is Yuan Shurong, and he still retains Wuyang Changshu. The person in front of him, exactly as he heard in the legend, is definitely the “Yuan Lady”.

In Da Tang, out of contempt for Edie, few people learn the language of Pan, so Wang Chung can speak poisonous language and Us Tibetan to shock so many people.

Even Daqin Ruozan and the Fire Tree Return are incredible.

However, Wang Zheng would not think so, “Knowing and knowing each other will win the battle”. If you want to defeat Yidi, you must learn their language, understand them, know their falsehood, not reject them, and block your ears and eyes.

This is from an old man of the Church King flushing poison and Us Tibetan, and this is from the Yuan Book Rong in front of him.

Though hardly anyone in the court and in power knows the pride of the book, the pride of the book is famous as long as it is related to the West, especially among Mr. Jingcheng's teachers, and the silk dealers in the West.

Not only because of his knowledge of twenty-three languages, his mastery of Turkic, Us Tibetan, Monsieur Dahir, Gao Zhili, Big Foods, Strip Language, and the languages of Western countries, but also because of his tremendous gift in teaching.

He has taught the elderly, children, Taoists, nuns, women, salesmen, butchers… almost everyone has learned one or two languages from him and it only takes a month or two.

Almost all the most powerful linguistic masters of future generations came from under his doorstep, including the old man, the King of the Church, who flushed the poison language and Us Tibetan.

However, after spending only a few years in the capital, the former husband went to the West End, where he was said to have died.

Wang Chong was also quite sorry to hear about it at the time. If Datang could pay early attention to the former husband, learn a little more about the surrounding countries, and be able to face the rising food and stripes a little more, perhaps everything will be completely different.

To learn a little bit about Datang's surroundings, there must be a lot of people who understand each other's language, especially those who know how to teach, such as the ex-husband.

Just give him a little help, give him a stage, and he will definitely be able to develop a lot of talent to assist Datang in understanding all the places around him.

However, Wang Chong searched the entire Beijing master, looking for him everywhere, not only for this reason, because deep in Wang Chong's heart there is a bigger plan:

From the Great Emperor of Hanwu in the Qin Han Dynasty to the current Great Tang Dynasty, the western realm was divided into a combination of gains and losses, always in repeated occupation and loss, while the western realm countries did not have much feelings for the middle earth.

And the key to resolving all this and avoiding this cycle of constant occupation and loss is language. Because the language is incomprehensible, there is a lack of communication, a lack of understanding, and naturally there is no emotion.

But if both sides are able to communicate freely, from top to bottom, from top generals to bottom soldiers, then everything will be completely different.

If you understand what the Middle Earth is, what the Great Tang is, the Western people's feelings for the Middle Earth will be very different.

And to do that, instead of teaching the language of the West China, we will teach the language of the West China, so that it can be taught once and for all.

But first, people who understand Western languages have to teach.

Yuan Shurong is the key figure Wang Chong found to solve this problem.

“Husband, it's Wang Zheng, but if I may ask, does the husband really speak 23 different languages? ”

Wang Chongdao.

Yuan Book was proud to say that he could not help but see a hint of amazing divinity in his eyes. He does speak a lot of languages, but I'm afraid even the people around him don't know he knows 23 different kinds. How does the famous master know? And it's still this little thing.

That's right. ”

Yuan Shurong, though surprised in his heart, did not dare to be lazy at all.

“How can a husband learn so many languages? ”

Wang Chung smiled and his eyes grew softer.

“This, when the dwarves were young, young and insane, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, coupled with the richness of home, so for some time, they wandered into the west and learned their language by traveling through poison, food and strip. ”

Yuanshu Rongdao.

“Have you ever been to a big meal? ”

Wang Chong was somewhat surprised.

“Exactly, once lived there for a little while. ”

“How long? ”

“About two years. ”

Yuan Shurong's face was slightly red.

Looking at Yuan Shurong's reaction, Wang Zheng thought thoughtfully. This young man traveled all over the place and arrived at a big meal. I'm afraid it was more than a small stay.

“So you should know a lot about big meals? ”

Wang Chongdao.

“The dwarf has a little understanding. ”

Yuan Shu glorified and looked at the young teenager in front of him. In the trance he understood his intentions:

“Big meals are very different from our soil, they have a huge border, and I'm afraid they are similar to ours, Datang. ”

“Almost? You mean bigger than us, don't you? ”

Wang Chongdao.

Yuan Shurong's body shook slightly, looking at Wang Chong, his eyes finally couldn't hide the surprise. In Datang, everyone thinks that Datang is the biggest country in the world, and the impression of big food also lingers on the impression of a small country similar to Gao Li.

Even the people of the temple are still so, let alone others. He dared to say that the territory of the Great Foods and the Middle-earth were almost as bold as they were, but he did not expect Wang Chong to say directly that the territory of the Great Foods was bigger than that of Datang.

This is the first time Yuan Shurong has encountered such a privilege. He suddenly felt like he couldn't understand the young man in front of him.

“Yuan Lady, since you've been to big food, that's better. Tell me, what do you think of big food and big eaters, what do you think of them and big Tang Bi? ”

Without waiting for Yuan and his wife to think deeply, Wang Zhong immediately said.

“This…”

“Don't worry, I want to hear what you really think. ”

“With all due respect, little man. People in Beijing only know Hu Shang in the west, face is kind, good at doing business, looks great to get along with, but in fact, the real big cannibals are extremely fierce and fierce. Us Tibetans are born warriors, but even Us Tibetans are far worse than them. ”

Yuan Shurong lowered his head and heard the eagle-colored dramatic shock next to him in the first sentence. Only Wang Chung nodded slightly, without much surprise.

“The great cannibals do not fear death, not just foreigners, but even their own people. I had the privilege of seeing a war within their own people, all of them former servants and successors, none of them retreating until the last moment of battle. ”

“The great cannibals value weapons, armor, and horses of war over all wealth, so the great cannibals forge weapons that are extremely developed, as everyone in the King knows. But the dwarves thought that the big cannibals were not most famous for their weapons, but for their horses. ”

“When the dwarves were eating, they had seen their horses at close range, how tall they were, how tall they were, how robust they were, and how powerful their impact and explosive power were, which was far from comparable, whether they were Us Tibetans or Turks. ”

“But when a little man travels through a big meal, he feels most disturbed by the idea of a big cannibal. Though many of them have never been to Datang at all, even ordinary people know the existence of Datang in the middle of the earth, and there is no disguise for Datang up and down the field. ”

“When the dwarves were in their city wells, they heard their monarchs say in front of the ministers of the Manchukuo Dynasty that whoever can conquer the East and conquer Datang will be made Emperor of the Middle East. ”

Boom!

One stone stirred a thousand waves, heard Yuan Shurong's words, whether Wang Chung or Eagle were all trembling, revealing an extremely shocking divine color.

In the Middle East, the Holy Emperor is supreme. The words of the Great Eater Emperor clearly represent the greatest insult and contempt for the Holy Emperor and for the whole Middle East.

In that year, a distant war broke out between the Great Han Wu Emperor and the Great Tuan because of a sweaty BMW, and the words of the Great Foodie Emperor, if circulated, would be enough to provoke a protracted large-scale war between the two super-Powers of East and West.