The Human Emperor

“Mmm.”

King Song nodded slightly. Fmong Lingcha is the majority guardian of Xixi, the power of Datang is very high. In the early years, Song Wang also had an intercourse with him, and had an edge. As the most senior Imperial Admiral of the Hu, it seemed rough, but in fact the capital was extremely deep.

From Xixi to Jingshi, Fumon Lingcha sent the extreme caution, walking not the ordinary path, the middle tortuosity, sometimes pausing, sometimes turning back, sometimes jumping into a completely different path, very troublesome to track. Even in the vicinity of the King Master, the husband Monlicha's heart appeared extremely cautious and did not normally enter through the West Gate, but circled around a large circle to the South Gate.

Upwards and downwards, for the Song Wang, the detective behaved this way no surprise. King Song is perfectly capable of seeing from him the impressions and traces of the husband, Monlicha, whom he knows.

“Take out the drawing and graphics. Since Wang Zhong's child takes this very seriously and asks me to do it personally, there must be no mistake. There are a lot of people going in and out of places like the city gate. The eagle birds are probably untraceable. Don't let him mix into the city after a while. ”

Song Wang said in silence.

“Yes!”

The old housekeeper and another gorgeous ice-cold black master beside King Song responded at the same time.

King Song is the Prince of Datang, the heirloom and heirloom of generations, extremely rich, there are many experts in the province, far more than one old butler, the master of the divine cold black clothes is one of the masters temporarily transferred by King Song.

Time slowly passed, in the slow darkening of the night, standing by the road, dressed in plain clothes such as Song Wang and the old housekeeper, blended into the night, appeared blind. A few people are immobile, like sculptures on the side of a road. After a long time, just as the night darkened and the gates were about to close, the old housekeeper moved and suddenly glowed like an eagle falcon in his otherwise cloudy eyes.

Almost at the same time, the corner of King Song's eyes jumped slightly. His body was strong and motionless, but his eyes looked down at a man in the crowd with his head hanging low, wrapped in a headscarf, and his eyes stared at Hushang on his feet. Although Hu Shang tried to hide himself, he still looked extremely eye-catching at the South Gate, a predominantly Han city gate.

“Smart, but confused. ”

King Song smiled and took his steps, suddenly walking against the flow of people first. Right in front of the businessman, King Song stopped and blocked his way.

“Cry Volley, I waited for you very long. ”

Simple and simple, the clouds said light wind, but fell in the ear of Hu Shang, but not in a thunderbolt exploded, his shoulders shook dramatically, his head suddenly raised, those blue deep eyes opened violently, revealing a deep shock.

“Hmm, that's you. ”

Just looking at Hu Shang's reaction, Song Wang didn't even have to go to see the painting and graphics. He knew that Hu Shang must be Hu Meng Lingcha's heart. Buzz, electric light stone fire room, crying Volley felt a strong danger, Dantian shocked, burst out a stormy strong smell, yet not yet wait for him to start a disaster, a silver white cloud dragon boot gently step on the ground, a powerful and incredible power instantly came out of the ground, just a blink of an eye to blow the defense of the Hushang, along the foot springs cave, bombed into the wonder eight veins of the body, instantly to hold his whole body cave.

The Song dynasty was surprisingly quick, and the clouds were so light that no one could see any signs. The people around them had not even reacted yet, and everything was over. No one even knew they had done it.

“Your Highness, the painting and graphics sent to the master! Indeed he is. ”

A ghost voice came from the side, the old butler's soles silent, like ghosts, appeared beside King Song. One of his hands opened a thin white drawing with a faint Hu Man painting that looked exactly like the Hu Shang in front of him.

“It's him! ”

Lutin also didn't know when to come, and one hand lifted the big sleeve of the Hushang, right on the right wrist of the Hushang, a clear, unknown instrument branded black jade jumped on it. Lutin is not capable of martial arts and there is no need for him at all to intercept Fmonlica's heart, and Lutin is here for a different purpose.

“Cringley, why didn't you tell us when you arrived in Beijing? Hahaha, didn't your master say he wrote me a letter, bring it to me. ”

Lutin's mouth said, smiling with a full face, his right hand stretched out, naturally, without a trace, and took a book letter from Crying Volley's arms. Lutin is blunt and gives the impression that he is a friend of his family, completely unnoticed. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The next moment, Lutin's eyes settled in the lower right corner of the letter, on a magnificent mark of Zhu Hong.

“Your Royal Highness, it is truly the seal of the Guardian Character of Fumon Lingcha. My subordinates have seen the records of the military department, tight stitches, confirmation of no doubt. ”

Lutin lowered his head, his voice much lower, almost exclusively heard by King Song and the old housekeeper close to him.

The task of Lutin's presence here on this operation was simple: to establish the veracity of the letter from Hu Shang, Hu Muncha.

“Buzz!”

When I heard that, Song Wang and the old housekeeper looked the same. As soon as King Song's right hand reached out, he quickly grabbed the letter from Luting. He just glanced at it, and King Song's face suddenly became incredibly ugly. Wang Chong's words in that letter have all been fulfilled. But King Song is not concerned about this. Fumong Lingcha has ambitions. He was not surprised. When he first met him many years ago, King Song had expected this day.

What really bothered him was the name of Prince Datang, mentioned in the letter of surrender.

“Alas!”

King Song dropped the letterhead and stuffed it in his sleeve. He couldn't help sighing for a long time. His eyes filled with disappointment. With regard to the prince in the Fmong Lingcha letter, Beijing boiled down, passing on a lot of things about him. But King Song always thought that as a royal nobleman, a true dragon descendant, at the very least, there would always be a non-ideology.

Datang is the great Tang of the Han people, the world is the Han people's world, then His Majesty Taizong relied on force to plunder the Quartet, so that today's Datang, not Hu people, took the initiative to put into effect. There were priorities, there were empires, there were lords. Not that King Song has any prejudice against Hu people, but Hu people only talk about weak flesh and strong food, there is no benevolent concept. Only in the hands of the Chinese people can a true empire govern the world with benevolent ideas, such as now, will there be an orderly and merging situation of Hu Han.

The prince is a true dragon bloodline, has the qualifications and strength to inherit the president, but he doesn't even understand this simplest reason. Instead, he goes to collude with General Guanhua, the stranger is mainly, which is for the prince's great taboo. Such a prince, even on his way to the kingdom, is the cause of the scourge of the Great Tang dynasty. King Song has always treated all princes in the palace equally, without special attention and inclination.

But only in this situation, it is unbearable for King Song to collude with General Hu and pry Datang's ruling roots.

“Let's go, we'll talk about it in the carriage. ”

Song Wang instantly flashed countless thoughts in his mind, but soon turned around, carried the letter in his hand, and quickly, in a blink of an eye, he entered a bronze carriage parked beside the road without any world symbol, behind him, the old butler and the master in black with cold face, one left and one right, clamped the heart of the husband Monlicha, and quickly entered the carriage without moving his voice.

“Drive!”

Drinking, the carriage drove quickly through the city gate and disappeared into the bustling alley at night.

……

“Your Highness, what do we do now? Do you need to give this letter to His Majesty? ”

Lutin Road.

In the carriage, the atmosphere was heavy, and Fmonlitscha sent the name of the prince in the Deep Palace, which was the first to come from Lutin, but after entering the carriage, the name was turned around in everyone's hands and eventually returned to Lutin. The contents of the transaction between the Prince and Fmonlitscha are too shocking. I'm afraid it will cause a huge wave if it gets out.

No, it's not a big wave, it's an earthquake-like court turmoil.

Although Wang Chung had already mentioned it in his previous letter, he could only feel how heavy it weighed when he saw the secret letter. Now that the initiative is in the hands of King Song and others, all they have to do is decide whether to detonate it or not.

“What did Wang Chung say in his letter? ”

The eyes of King Song flashed a complex divine color, turning his head and looking at Lutin Road beside him.

“His Royal Highness does not have to deal with the matter in the palace. His Royal Highness has always stayed out of it and never participated. Even if His Royal Highness knew that the prince had colluded with Guan Hu, he would surely be in a difficult position to make a decision. So Zhang said, let His Highness not have to pay attention, not have to tangle, everything will change, until some time in the future, His Highness will understand naturally. ”

Lutin calmly said.

Lutin still admires the royal young boy, who was far from wounded. On this road, he personally witnessed Wang Chong take his sister Wang Xiaoyao to Guanghe Tower in the meagre time, also witnessed Wang Chong in the southwestern power to make a furious run, win the return, seal the Marquis's prosperity, and also witnessed him in the western realm, planning, starting from scratch, slowly open the situation, steady the whole process.

This gives Lutin an unparalleled sense of pride.

Lutin has always liked to advance backwards, but of all people, only Wang Chong made Lutin most proud. His rise also testifies to his original judgment, which is a true beacon of talent. It is a great pleasure for Datang to have such a person. It is also a great pleasure for society.

“Hmm.”

King Song finally nodded after listening to Lutin. Time slowly passed, and the original teenager grew bigger. There are so many things he can take his place and share his concerns with himself.

“If Wang Chong has arranged everything for the child, then do as he arranges. ”