The Human Emperor

“Rest assured, he will surely come out to meet! ”

He seemed to know what Zhang Biao was thinking, and Wang punched his head and didn't lift it up.

The riots in Zhou Fu quickly subsided, and the entire mansion quickly became quiet again.

Time slowly passed, when Zhang Biao thought Wang Shou had made a mistake in judgment, suddenly a dense footsteps came through the open Zhou Fu Gate, Zhang Biao glanced at a middle-aged literary man in a cap, dressed in plain green, pale face, with a group of housekeepers and servants, came out from inside. As he walked, he lowered his head slightly and stared at the ground. The whole person seemed distracted and restless.

After walking back and forth, 30 or 40 steps from the gate, a servant seemed to remind him that the middle-aged man had only recovered, dressed his clothes and quickly greeted Wang Chong and others.

“The unknown foreign king came, Zhou Zhou was distant and greeted, and asked the king to forgive his sins. ”

Zhou Wenshen lifted his sleeve and gave a bow of hands.

“Lord Zhou is very kind. Why don't you invite me in for a moment? ”

Wang Chung said indifferently.

“Oh!”

Zhou Wenshen suddenly recovered, hurrying to his side:

“Please, Prince, please, please! ”

Zhou Wenshen only took Wang into the inner palace after saying three requests in a row.

In the lobby, everything looks weird. The maid is weird, her face is pale, the housekeeper at the door is weird, the divine color is extremely unnatural, even Zhou Wensen is weird, sitting there like a needle felt.

“Sir Zhou, aren't you ready to say it? ”

Wang punched up the teacup on the table, opened the tea cover and gently wiped the tea foam floating on it, opening the mouth.

When she heard this, the maid next to her was pale, and Zhou Wenshen's face was even more green and white.

“Alas!”

Suddenly a long sigh, Zhou Wenshen suddenly stood up, as if he were a prisoner before execution. After a night of suffering, he finally chose to face his impending destiny.

“Your Highness, Zhou Wenshen has nothing to say about this matter. It is Zhou Wenshen who is sorry. No matter how the prince punishes you, Zhou Xiang will face it frankly and will never complain. ”

After saying this, Zhou Wenshen bent down respectfully and his whole body folded to 90 degrees.

Wang Chong is the supreme commander of Datang in Huloshan. He is the chief guardian of Da Xi Dynasty. Because Zhou Wenshen and others countered the water, he was deprived of Wang Chong's military power. The position of Da Xi Dynasty's chief guardian was also retracted. After months of intense fighting in Huroshan, it can be said that Wang Chong was the most direct victim of the whole thing. Zhou Wenshen may not see King Song, he may not see Wang Qiang, but he can never avoid Wang Chong. As a Wenshen, he adhered to Confucian etiquette, but in this matter, he was at a loss of virtue, which is one of the reasons Wang Zhuodu was certain that he would meet himself.

“Sir Zhou, you are really good. ”

At this time, a voice came from beside him, Zhang Biao watched Zhou Wenshen's formation hum coldly, his voice filled with hostility and resentment. When Xixi, it was because of these people, Wang Chung was angry and blood attacked, the whole person bled out, this thing Zhang Biao still remembers. Inside, you have no interest in these people.

Besides, Zhou Wenshen, the anti-water ministers, did the most insidious treachery in Zhang Biao and others.

“Enough! ”

Wang swung his hand and stopped Zhang Biao.

“Lord Zhou, so is that your explanation? ”

Wang Chong put down the teacup in his hand and said calmly.

“My lord, Zhou Xiang also had to suffer. Zhou He and Song Wang have known each other for many years, whether to Song Wang or Wang Xiaowang, have always admired Youjia in the lower part of the world. The King walked through the sandfield in an exotic way, annihilating the enemies, Yang Wei of China, Zhou He also admired the King's Festival. If so, please believe that Zhou would never do so. ”

“Bullshit! You did it anyway! Is that your explanation? Do you have any idea how many brothers we have sacrificed to fight a big meal today, throwing hot blood on our heads and dying on an exotic battlefield, that's all we have to say? ”

Zhang Biao said angrily. If it was normal, he would never be so excited, but this time things were different. Six months of bitter merit became worthless, and Zhou Wenshen's deity was so bland, which made Zhang Biao completely unacceptable.

“Cheung Chi! ”

Wang swept a glance at Zhang Biao, stopped him, then turned back and looked at Zhou Wenshen:

“So, who ordered the adults, and who caused Lord Zhou to change his mind, can't these systems say? ”

“The Prince's forgiveness is not something Zhou did not want to say, but something Zhou could not say. ”

Upon hearing this sentence, Zhang Biao became more angry and looked at Zhou Wenshen with anger. However, Wang Zheng seemed to understand something and pressed his hands against the armrest:

“Got it, Cheung Chik. Let's go! ”

Wang Zhong finished this sentence, his clothes and sleeves flashed, even ignored Zhou Wenzhen, and immediately stepped out. Don't say "Cheung Chi" in this scene. Even Zhou Wenshen stood there and couldn't speak for a long time. Today is the day Wang Chongzhen sealed. Almost everyone in the Beijing master knows that Wang Chong appeared in Zhou Fu at this time. Zhou Wenshen originally thought Wang Chong was aggressive. Xingzhen asked about his sins. He only said two words unexpectedly, and he left. Even Zhou Wenshen was stunned in his heart.

“Wait a minute! ”

Just as Wang crossed the threshold, Zhou Wenshen finally couldn't bear to scream.

“Lord Zhou, do you have anything else to say? ”

Wang Chung paused and turned his back to the lobby, blunting.

“Your Majesty, this is indeed Zhou's fault, entrusted by King Song and Lord Wang, but Phoenix also has a source. If the King and His Royal Highness Song have a complaint in their hearts, come towards someone else Zhou! … leave Zhou's family alone. ”

“Don't worry, we haven't done this yet. ”

Wang Chong finished this sentence, crossed the gate and disappeared straight outside. Behind him, Zhou Wenzhen relaxed and respectfully gave a gift:

“Thank you, Prince Zhou Wenshen! ”

……

Out of Zhou Jia's mansion, Zhang Tiao's heart is still somewhat indignant:

“My lord, is that how you let him go? It's said that the literary people have windbones, and this kind of people are so cold. ”

“Let him go. Everyone has their own hardships. It's impossible to deny him because he did something wrong. ”

Wang Zhong calmly said, far less excited than Zhang Biao.

“But the bastard didn't say a word about how he caused his adult office to be cut off, his military rights to be taken away, and the efforts of all his brothers to be wiped out. Isn't it too cheap to let him go? Aren't we here for nothing? ”

Zhang Cheung is unequal.

“Who says he didn't? ”

Wang punched backwards and asked.

“Ah?”

When I heard that, Cheung Chi-tung stayed. Zhou Wenshen and Wang Chong met the whole process, he was right beside him, and Zhou Wenshen, apart from being pushed away, also sought a great deal of hard work and reason, other things, not a word was revealed. Wang Chong said he revealed something. How is this possible? Zhang Chi carefully recalled how he could not remember Zhou Wenshen saying anything useful.

“Cheung Chi, sometimes you don't say it, you say it. Some things don't have to be said. And didn't he say the last time he left? The phoenix wonders, and there is a source. ”

Wang Chong finished this sentence, his clothes swung and he stepped onto the carriage, leaving Zhang Biao standing behind him, halfway back to God.

“Phoenix thinks there's a source... What does this mean? ”

Zhang Qiao muttered to himself, how could he not understand that although he was in charge of intelligence work, in classic terms, he was at a distance of 108,000 miles from Wang.

“You don't have to think about it. Let's go, go back to the house. ”

Wang Chong's voice came from the carriage.

Zhang Biao's heart immediately crossed the carriage, whipped, two horses immediately pulled the carriage in the direction of the royal family. The roaring sound of the carriage echoed in the street, while Wang Zheng sat motionless in the carriage and fell into contemplation.

“Phoenix pontificate", a sign originating in the West Han, at the time of the witchcraft in the palace, involved in a wide range, even the third division council, made a huge scene, the presiding officer along those witchcraft wooden and cloth people, eventually traced to a woman in the palace. The palace woman was tortured to death, and before she died, she said, "Phoenix thinks, love is not what you want”.

“So, is that it? ”

Wang Chung flashed a thought in his mind. Phoenix wondered how many people could persecute Zhou Wenzhen throughout the dynasty. At that moment, Wang Zhongyin thought of something.

“Now it's my turn! Whoever you are, I will find you! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

Time slowly passed, Wang rushed back to the house. At night, an eagle fell over the courtyard wall and flew into Wang Royal Mansion. Soon, Zhang Biao held a letterhead and hurriedly knocked open Wang Chung's door.

“My lord, no! Master has just received a message that Zhou Wenshen has submitted his resignation to the court, citing his physical discomfort as a reason for his difficulty in handling the affairs of the court, requesting his resignation to go home, and the court has approved it. Master Zhou just sent someone to investigate and found Zhou Fu empty. ”

Zhang Biao knelt down on one knee and said softly.

“Got it! ”

Wang punch tray sits on the bed to practice silently, his face is not shocked.

“Your Highness, I would like to ask Zhou Wenzhen the news of the day. It is the best time, or we should send someone to arrest him now. ”

“No need. ”

Wang shook his hand and didn't even open his eyes. Zhang Biao was stunned by what he said.

“But my lord...”

Zhang Biao's whole body was stuck, completely unaware of Wang Chong's heart.

“Leave him alone, let him go. ”

Wang shrugged, ending the conversation with one sentence.

Zhang Biao's heart was full of unwillingness and doubt, but Wang Chong had already made a decision and could only withdraw.

When Zhang Biao left, Wang Chung finally opened his eyes and a bright light shone in his eyes, but soon calmed down and the silence was restored in the room.