The Human Emperor

Wang Chung saw Huan, his eyes slightly squinted, his hands held up the armrest, suddenly stood up and walked over. As soon as his right hand reached into the box, he copied the red flower. The colors and shapes are exactly the same as he remembers, but even in his last life, he hasn't led a soldier to the plateau.

And, two generations apart, it wasn't very important at the time, so some memories were blurred.

“Phew!”

Put the red flower together at the end of your nose. Wang Zhuang sniffed gently, yes! It's the scent, with a faint, but fresh, highland earthy scent, just like he remembers.

“Somebody! Take these two boxes down. Tell them to put it in the pan and make soup. Plus, put some in every dish in the regiment in the future. ”

The Wang clash suddenly came into the hall, guarding the guardian's Way of Guard.

“Yes, I'll do it. ”

Several guards quickly approached.

“Mmm.”

Wang nodded, looking at the old butler on the left:

“Tell your master that I am satisfied with this. Let him carry this stuff in bulk. ”

“Yes!”

The old housekeeper is happy. Without a doubt, they got the right thing. Hongjingtian, only a real acquisition will understand, as Wang Chong said, this kind of thing can be seen everywhere on the plateau, really is wildflowers. The owners simply spread the word and soon a large number of herders were harvested.

Moreover, since it is also used for horse poop, the price is simply inconceivable and a few taels of silver can be collected in a large bundle. That is, it is easy, at the same time can harvest the fondness of such a big character as a teenager, why not do it.

“Besides, is there anything going on in Poros? ”

Wang Chung asked.

“Back to Grandpa Hou, not yet. The big cannibals are doing just fine. Don't worry, the owner said that even though the matter was ordered by the Master, we Yang family will die all the time and die with all our strength. Regardless of any movement over the food, even if a mosquito flies in, it will definitely report to the Master. ”

The old housekeeper heard the question and said respectfully, bowing down.

Tell him to stand by and listen to my summons. ”

Wang punched a serious face. Wushu Tibet and Turkic, while important, are the most important things, but the most important things are the Roth and the Big Food, and that's what Wang Chung cares about. The old butler soon left, and when he left, Wang Shoutoun fell into contemplation. So far, there has been no particular movement among the great cannibals, especially on the side of Juros, and no infiltration of the great cannibals.

Autumn wind does not move cicada preconceived, if the big cannibals change, there cannot be no movement, in other words, you still have enough time.

“… this is arguably the best news of the day. Hopefully, there will be no new changes between the roses due to my presence and how I was affected. ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

Since the rebirth, many things have changed, the fate of the royal family, the fate of King Song, the fate of the southwest... Wang Chung's biggest concern now is the butterfly effect, leading to changes in all events, especially time, but from now on, the Battle of Zithro should not have changed much.

At least, outside before Anne, she wanted to settle down, West rejected Us Tibet, East rejected Turkic should still have time.

“Everything stands or goes obsolete, and although there is no movement on the side of the Great Foods Empire for the time being, it has to be prevented beforehand. ”

Wang Chung sang for a moment and quickly returned to his seat. From the sandalwood pencil holder next to him, he took a fine wolf and dipped it in thick ink, which he soon wrote on the paper. This letter is addressed to a Wong Chong Su who has not met, and Wong Chong does not know whether this letter will work or not, can he persuade that person.

But Wang Chong had to do it again. Because it's very important to him. If successful, the collision between the East-West food and the Great Tang Empire in history might have been avoided, and without the Battle of Cyrus, or at least a delay in time, he would have had enough time to respond to it.

“Great Tang Wu injured Junior Hou Wangchong, to the right Yulin Great General, Miyun County Lord...”

The first line of words fell, bursting, lightning thunder outside the window, cloudy clouds. At the same time, the stone of destiny in my mind suddenly sounded. But unlike any other time, this time the Stone of Destiny seems to have a much smaller voice and a few less sharp flavors of the past:

“Note that the host is touching the Law Bottom Limit, deducting 10 Destiny Energy Points per second from now on, and additionally deducting Destiny Energy Points, or even wiping them out, depending on the severity of the host. ”

“Really so! ”

Wang Chung heard the voice in his head and noticed the change in the wording of Destiny Stone. In the past, Destiny Stone used words such as "warning”, but this time, although it started directly deducting Destiny Energy Points, and deducted 10 Points per second, it seemed serious, but not at all.

The wording of the Stone of Destiny is no longer a “warning” of the past, but for the first time two words of apparent severity have fallen considerably.

“… exactly as I had guessed! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

For such a long time, I got used to the Stone of Destiny style, and Wang Chong gradually figured out some laws and logic. For example, Destiny Stone's judgment of events is obviously hierarchical, the highest level is mission failure, direct obliteration, and there is basically no reward, it only consumes destiny energy points, such as "the restraint of the power of the world”.

This used to be Wang Chong's biggest concern, but since he had enough Destiny Energy Points, Wang Chong hasn't really cared about this for the time being.

And the second is that missions have rewards, but failures are wiped out, like the imperial salvation mission.

The third is that the mission successfully rewards Destiny Energy Points. Failure deducts Energy Points, such as the "Threat of the Xixi", and kills the mission of Dayan Mangbojie.

At that time, Wang Chong inferred that the stone of destiny must have another level, undoubtedly what he was doing now. And it turns out that, as you would expect, although it may seem serious, the penalty of deducting 10 points per second is insignificant compared to what you are doing.

Moreover, the Stone of Destiny uses “caution” rather than “warning”.

“Everything on the mission is veins searchable and routinely available. It now appears that the Stone of Destiny strictly forbids the leakage of major historical events with far-reaching implications, can be done, can participate, can be changed, but forbids the leakage, while the consequences of the violation are quite serious. But if we just talk, divulge, change a relevant fraction of this series of big events, and say it in an irrelevant way, simply wipe the ball, it won't be a problem. ”

These thoughts flew through my mind, and Wang Zhong quickly calmed down and continued writing.

A letter finally fully deducted the Destiny Energy Points of Wang Chong 600, but Wang Chong no longer cares. Regardless of how many Destiny Energy Points are deducted, for Wang Chong, the first himself argues the speculation in his heart. If this approach works, it also means that you have an extra way of changing your destiny.

Most importantly, if this letter works, it will not compare many Destiny Energy Points.

“I hope that person can hear you. ”

Wang rushed out the window, the sky was cloudy, the rain was still falling, on the walls of the city, and the craftsmen had stopped. In the north-western part of the empire, along the western edge of the desert, heavy rains like this are very rare. Gugu, the dove cried in Wang's hand, Wang Chung stuffed the letterhead into a small bamboo barrel seal and quickly released his hands.

Stunning, the pigeon seemed to feel something. Those small, round, slippery eyes spinning a few times, suddenly opened their wings, turned into a lightning bolt, swept up in the thunderstorm and quickly disappeared into the sky.

……

Hulalalala!

Eyes followed the pigeon through the rain curtain, through the heavy void, all the way northwest. The pigeons did not stop and quickly passed over the Fortress of Xidu. Then, day and night, they continued towards the northwest, through the bustling countries of the West Road, along the Silk Road, all the way to the distant green, and finally stopped in the four most distant towns of Anxi in the western part of the Empire.

Huh, the wings snapped, and the grey pigeon shot down from the sky like an arrow off a string, falling below, into a mansion. The compound was surrounded by heavily guarded, armoured, heavily armed and even equipped with a crossbow, which looked guarded and daunting.

And the two black kirins at the entrance, with their heads toward the sky, are fierce and vicious, and reveal the power of the master of the mansion, Taotian.

In fact, in the Imperial West, the entire West, there is no more noble and powerful than this mansion. All the countries of the West, big and small, but the big foods and branches of merchants who pass by are subject to the control of the owner of this mansion.

“Ansi Metropolitan Guard"!

At the entrance of the mansion, on a plaque made of Xuan Tie, several large letters of iron cast silver tao reveal the true identity of the owner of the mansion.

This is the core of the four towns of Anxi, the remotest part of the Empire's West Power, all from the Great Tang, the counties of all continents and the elite of the local border, will eventually be delivered here, to this far away from the King, away from the Middle Earth, away from the heavy town of Huang En.

“Hualala! ”

The rain drips, drops and drops fall from the sky clouds, falling on the roof tiles, falling on the flying eaves, and in the drains beneath the flying eaves. Fine, dense rainwires, near and far, blur the boundaries of the heavens and the earth as if they were covered in a blue smoke.

“Interesting! ”

In the open room, a middle-aged man, around the age of thirty or forty, dressed in gorgeous armor, handsome and stylish, looking very dignified, dignified and powerful, is forgiving an interesting measurement of a letter in his hand. His eyes are narrow, a rare one-eyed phoenix among men, but at the same time he possesses the qi and majesty of a big husband practiced in a hundred battles of blood.

His facial expressions are very similar to those of the Chinese, but when looked at carefully, they are quite different.

Although not many people know him in the hinterland, look to the west, whether it's Ansi or Big Diet, I'm afraid there are few people who don't know him, even less if they don't know his name!

Gao Xianzhi!