The Human Emperor

A battle came in front of everyone in the mouth of Zhang Qiang and Qiong. There are a lot of details that were completely unknown to the Zhongsheng of the dynasty at the time. Even Tai Shiling Yan Wenchang heard for the first time that he hastily made a gesture toward the distance. Under the corridor, there was already a Tai Shi dish sitting on the floor, waving ink and writing it down quickly.

“War, sincerity, is not what we are fighting for, but what the situation demands. The ultimate aim of the war remains the protection of the population. There are only a number of ways to protect the people, or to defend the enemy from war, waiting for the enemy to attack and the army to launch again. It's just that ministers are more inclined to the former, and we choose the latter, no right or wrong, just different ideas and approaches. Moreover, both the former and the latter suffer casualties whenever there is war. This is inevitable. ”

“But there is one thing, be it war or peace, that we martial arts guard Datang and protect the hearts and minds of the people, just like all of you. ”

In the last sentence, Zhang Qiang's voice was sincere. The battle between literature and martial arts is a battle between war and philosophy. As a soldier, Zhang Qiang and Zhuang could not be alone and put aside.

“Wei Shen is not among them in the case of Tiros, and there is no way to judge the details, but Wei Shen believes in the youth and also in His Majesty's view. Now that Junior Horseman and Gao Xianzhi are mostly escorting books to court and requesting additional troops, the situation in Napoleos must have reached the extreme of the crisis. I'd rather trust it than not trust it, so Wei Shenzhen asked His Majesty to immediately reinforce the troops to the northwest to support the youth. ”

After saying the last word, Zhang Qiang Qiang took a long relaxed breath and felt relieved.

In the Southwest War, Zhang Qiang and Qiong owed Wang Zhong a huge debt of gratitude. If it wasn't for Wang Zhong, Zhang Qiang and Qiong would not only not be able to sit in the ranks of military minister, but also those who followed him for more than a decade Annan Du Guard soldiers, should try to bury his mother. Now in the Battle of Ross, Zhang Qiang and Qiong are kind of paying him back.

More importantly, Zhang Qiang and Qiong have their own judgment on the battle of Xueros. As a famous general in the army, Datang's top imperial general, Zhang Qiang and Qiong's judgment is the same as Wang's. If the troops do not increase rapidly in the northwest, it really makes the tripartite alliance, I'm afraid the whole of the Middle East will be shocked.

“Huh, ridiculous! You martial arts generals, labor and people hurt money, you can still say such a good reason. Lord Zhang can really defend himself! Is that what you think, Master Wang? ”

A voice channel that instantly focuses everyone's eyes on the other side, frowned and silenced Wang.

“Boom! ”

Feeling the people's eyes, Wang Chung's uncle Wang jumped in his heart and his face suddenly turned blue and purple. There is no more subtle and awkward place for the entire court. Wang Xueben is a Wenshen, belongs to a Wendo pulse, but Wang Zhen, Wang Ru, Wang Zheng are typical warlords, the whole family is also a literature, a warrior, a typical house of general faces.

And retroactively, all the origins of all this came from the Nine Princes. Though Wenshen, the Ninth Duke used force and led the army, sweeping East and West Turkic and Us Tibetan, and erecting Hehe Kung Fu.

Even further, this Wen Wu feud is so fierce, even Tai Shiling is involved, the cause is the Wang Chong of the royal family.

“This…”

For the first time, Wang Zheng felt unprecedented difficulty. After taking part in the dynasty for so long, Wang Xuan experienced many big wind waves, some crises were even enough to threaten the entire royal family, uprooting the entire royal family, whether the previous temperatures made the incident or the Taijin Princess incident outweighed this battle of the Roth.

But Wang would rather face that situation than be caught up in this intractable struggle for cultural force.

Wenshen disobeyed the war. This is the same logic. Wang Zheng just said one word of war and disagreed with the opinions of the people. In future, he will be isolated by the people. Without the support of the people, Wang Zheng's pulse later reached the end of the path in Wendo. And if Wang Zheng supports Wenzhen, he will surely make the world cold.

This time, the fight for cultural martial arts is so fierce, Jiang Yuanjian and other military elders would rather risk being slashed by Wen Shen's mouth than give in, in order to support the royal family and Wang Zhong, Wang Yuanyuan's nephew in Qianros. If Wang Zheng opposes the people at this time, he will not only cause the royal family to sink into the land of iniquity, but will also send the king to his death.

At this moment, Wang Zhongxin's Heavenly Man fought, making it difficult.

“Master Wang, let me help you! ”

At this moment, an old, majestic voice suddenly came from the palace. When he heard this voice, Wang Jianxiao shook his heart, and all the ministers of literature shook and looked over the palace at the past.

Grand Master!

Looking at the large sleeve of the robe on the sandalwood bench, the same thought suddenly flashed through everyone's mind. Just above the palace, he remained still. When the god-rearing master opened his eyes, a strong light was emitted in his eyes.

Tai Shi, Tai Fu, Tai Bao, titled as the Third Duke of the Dynasty, among the three, also headed by the Tai Shi.

The maestro is prestigious and has a great influence in the field. Even the Holy Emperor has great respect today.

Every morning, all the ministers of literature and martial arts, all of them stationed in the ranks, only the master was placed by the Holy Emperor in a sandalwood chair, the closest position to the Holy Emperor, as a sign of respect. The master is very old, and he rarely intervenes in the affairs of the Chapel. Most of the time, they sit by the palace, sometimes they appear, sometimes they do not.

In this incident, the people thought that the master was merely listening to His Majesty, but did not expect that the master rarely intervened in the civil war caused by the incident of Los Angeles.

The mistress was the head of Wenshen, and he suddenly intervened in this dynasty, the weight was very different.

“Shit! What's going on here? Even the master is out! ”

At this moment, even Zhangqiong Zhangqiong couldn't help but vibrate his heart, hiding a bad feeling.

Although he is a soldier in the Ministry of Military Affairs and has great power, Zhang Qianjuan is still very far away when it comes to prestige and influence in the Dynasty.

“Your Majesty, the elder minister has only one sentence...”

On the sandalwood chair, the mistress brushed her wide sleeves and slowly stood up. At that moment, a huge smell like the sea burst out of him. At that moment, the whole palace was silent and the needle smelled, and countless people's eyes converged on him.

“Though the country is great, the belligerents will die!! ”

The majestic voice echoed throughout the palace, as the maestro's eyes swept past the Mandarin Martial Arts. All ministers, including former General Jiang Yuanjian, who was opposed to Zhongwenzhen Pingfeng, were heartbeat and unable to speak.

In the palace, quiet, the atmosphere depressed to death.

Wang Zheng's heart sinks like a boulder. And after the corridor pillar, King Song was also very ugly.

From the opening of his eyes to his standing, the mistress said just a few words, the weight of which is much heavier than all the Wensen in the Chapel combined, and much harder to disprove. The weight of this sentence is not affordable by any martial arts.

“Maestro...”

King Song's body fluttered, looking over the palace, his eyes were deep, his divine wife, his heart was so cold.

His high morality, high standing and profound influence made it easy for him not to participate in the Chapel, let alone to speak up. But once you talk, if you say it, it's equivalent to the golden rule. Even if King Song Gui is a royal prince, he cannot be compared to it.

In the end, the leader of Wendo was attracted to a battle of literary martial arts, which King Song did not expect.

This struggle suddenly became extremely unfavourable to all martial arts. More importantly, Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi's request for additional troops, Ross, suddenly came up with a huge reversal, becoming extremely passive and unfavourable.

“King Song, do you have something to say? ”

A voice suddenly came from his ear, just when Song Wang's heart was as heavy as iron. When the feeling was bad, the palace, the master's eyes turned and suddenly swept towards Song Wang. His gaze is cold and his eyes are cold. King Song is a staunch main warrior. This is a fact known to all of Asahino. How could the master not know?

Obviously, the princess, the head of the Third Duke, has also been dissatisfied with the years of warfare in the Royal Court, which has erupted thoroughly by virtue of this “incident of Tyros”.

“Maestro...”

Song Wang hesitated, but before he finished, he was interrupted.

“His Royal Highness King Song, the old Han Wu thing, don't you want to repeat it in this dynasty? ”

The mistress's sleeves whispered, indifferently.

Song Wang's heart shocked. If he was going to take off the exit, he immediately swallowed it back. “Old Han Wu" refers to the generation of Ming Jun a thousand years ago, the Han Wu Emperor Kaijiang land splitting, the Wenzhi martial arts, the establishment of the Unworldly Merit, but because of the successive wars in later years, the people did not talk, ten rooms and nine empties, the land in the middle of the earth, and no one cultivated it.

The Master mentioned “old Han Wu", obviously using Han Wu to allude to the Holy King. Holy King I was wise and founded the Great Tang Sheng Shi, creating an unprecedented and prosperous situation for the Great Tang. If the ancient affairs of Han Wu are repeated in this dynasty, the wisdom of the Holy Emperor I will surely be destroyed once and for all.

Even King Song can't afford it.

“After all, Your Majesty, Poros is a strange place. Winning is not good enough and losing may lead to the abandonment of his previous work. The elders thought... the high lords and juveniles could withdraw their troops! ”

Finally, the master turned his head and looked over the palace, hiding behind the bead curtain.

Quiet in the palace for a long time.

“Mmm.”

Finally, after the bead curtain, the Holy King opened his mouth, a simple word, containing endless pressures, causing the entire palace to tremble:

“I know. ”

Four words did not reveal any feelings, but all the warlords in the palace, including Song Wang, Wang Qiang, and Zhang Qiang Qiang, were heartbroken. The Holy King has always left matters in the Chapel to the discretion of the crowd, with little interference and less comment.

If the Crown were able to decide for itself, the Holy King would be silent. Only when in doubt will the Golden Mouth speak and send down the bull.