The Human Emperor

Soon after the night, the next morning, Wang showered and dressed, after washing, under the service of the maiden in the province, slowly put on a large red robe representing the exotic king's identity, the purple gold crown on the front of the head, holding the long sword bestowed by the waist, holding the dragon token symbolizing the exotic king's identity, then walked in the eyes of the mother Zhao and the maiden of Manchurch, Jiading, and sat on a gorgeous golden red eight lifted sedan outside the gate without any compulsion.

“Young master, what a feat! ”

“Young master is so handsome! After wearing the red robe and the purple gold crown, I'm afraid even Pan An and Song Yu should be ashamed of themselves in front of the Young Master. ”

A group of beautiful maids looked out the gate and raised the sedan, one with a red flutter on his face. Just after serving the king and switching onto the robe, the hearts of a group of maids pounded like deer collision. Unconsciously, Wang Chong has grown from the original dude to the hero of Datang. And the temperament he practiced on the battlefield made his whole person move with a thrilling charm and let all the young girls move for it.

Wang Chong's mother Zhao's mother stood at the gate, her eyes slightly red, comforting and excited.

Today is Wang Chong's first participation in Datang's early dynasty, nothing is more exciting than this. All the payoffs, all in return for this moment.

From this moment on, the most insensitive child of the royal family has also grown up and is capable of waving his talents in the chapel in a different capacity, like the old man of the royal family.

“Get the sedan up! ”

Outside the Royal Gate, with a high voice, the guards of the eight cow hippocampus stood up forcefully, carrying golden red and gorgeous sedans, all the way towards the palace. Immediately after Wang's departure, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers burst behind him.

Wang Chung sat in the eight lifting sedan, in the guard of the two platoons, quickly headed towards the Imperial City. Cross Heavy Street Alley and appear at the palace gate.

When the king arrived, many sedans had already landed in front of the Imperial Palace Gate.

Datang's early dynasty began from five to seven a.m., while some ministers even got up four days later, and Wang rushed in late.

City entrance, a sedan, many empty. Under Datang's rules, Minister Wen Wu's sedan can only be delivered to the Imperial City Gate at most.

When Wang Chong arrived there, however, he saw a sedan bearing the Royal emblem, where the Great Uncle Wang had been waiting for a long time.

“Shoo, this is the first time you've been involved in the early dynasty as a Pavilion Counsellor. Remember to read, listen and learn more in the early morning. Before you speak, you must think clearly before you say anything. Think twice before you go. In addition, the Royal Majesty's Reverend General has his own shifts, and his position cannot stand in chaos. Though you are an exotic king sealed in the court registry, what you see in the court is your status as a political participant, so when you schedule your shift, you follow the status of a plank counselor. But after all, you are the king of the court, the exotic king of the emperor, there are no restrictions in the court except for the number of stops. ”

Wang Zheng waited until Wang shook up and walked beside him into the palace. As he spoke, he told him about the taboos in the palace dynasty.

“Unlike the battlefield, the dynasty has many frames and many constraints, and it is not a matter of height that one can decide. In addition, the trees are very windy, and the current dynasty is a lot more complicated than before. When you are on the sidelines, many people can't help you, but it involves things in the chapel, especially the folds handed over by various places, and the dynasty that is still to be solved. If you can't be targeted, if you have something, you may be laughed at by a hundred officials, become the handle of attacking you, and even get written by Qi Wang and others to blaspheme you. ”

“Understood! ”

Wang Chung said in silence.

Though Wang Chong has long been a general and hero of all people on the battlefield, Chapel is a completely unfamiliar place and force does not solve any problems. When the Great Tang god of war Wang Zhongji was at a glorious time, he left Northwest Doucheng, resigned from all official duties, and made a prince in the palace, Shaobao, precisely because of the structure of the Chapel.

Places where smoke and fires are invisible are much more dangerous than places where smoke and fires are visible.

- Wang Chung understood this a long time ago.

However, I'm afraid even the uncle doesn't know that he and the uncle have very different ideas. This early morning, he had his own plans.

In the palace, in the morning, Kim Goh Wei opened his own way. From the Palace Gate, there was a guard guarded by Jingou on both sides of Palace Alley, pointing all the way to the early court meeting place. Even unfamiliar people can follow this platoon of golden guards to find a place in the court room in a squamous, maze-like palace.

Along the way, Wang punched and listened to the teachings of Uncle Wang and walked inside. All along the way, all the Kim Wu Wei encountered, as long as he saw Wang Chong, there was no one who was not in awe. Nowadays Wang Chong, whether King's King's King's Lin, Yulin, Jin Wu Wei, or Jin Wu Wei, as long as he is a warrior of Datang, there is no such thing as not admiring Wang Chong.

However, this was not the case at all with the literary ministers encountered along the way. Although Wang Chong's identity was there, he dared not say anything, but pointing a finger along the way was inevitable.

“Humph, the officials protect each other, three times a year, the little age became a foreign king, and the rules of the court are no longer needed! ”

“A young man who stinks of milk and doesn't even have a mustache. Just put it on the edge. The young man is very brave and brave, but put it in the chapel to participate in the dynasty. What is wrong with us elders than a young man? ”

“Shh, keep your voice down, people are exotic kings, now is the wind, don't make trouble, a four-general face! ”

“What an exotic king, distinguished as King Shura who kills people like leprosy, is truly outrageous! ”

……

A group of people cross the ears at a distance, the sound is depressed to the extreme point, but with Wang Chung, even if they are depressed to the extreme point, the words thunder, such as in the ear.

“Go, don't worry about them, they are all seniors who sat on the bench in the chapel for decades. It's no wonder you promoted so fast, they complained. ”

A familiar voice came from his ear, King Wang Chung's uncle smiling beside him. The dynasty ministers in the chapel are highly varied, because their grades have been promoted, they are of distinguished descent, they are from a large family, and holding filial integrity is recommended to come up, passing the scientific examination of the above Yuan..., but it is not unlikely that they are each other, only Song Wang and Qi Wang are from two families of horses.

“As a matter of fact, it was the same when I entered the Chapel. ”

Wang continued.

Wang Chung couldn't help but smile. Of course, things won't be as simple as your uncle said, but for Wang Shou, he has already experienced the big wind wave, and a little disrespect doesn't bother him.

“Uncle, let's go! ”

Wang punched his sleeve and walked in with his uncle Wang.

“Bastard, remember that there are no relatives of father and son in the chapel. When they enter the chapel, they will call me Lord Wang. ”

Wang Zheng said, rarely made a joke about Wang Zhong.

“Yes, Lord Wang! ”

Wang Chung couldn't help laughing.

……

Taihe Palace was serious. When Wang rushed in, the Chapel was already full of Minister Wen Wu according to the shift. Wang Chung was dressed in a big red robe, and walked in with ease, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the lobby. For a moment, the minister, who was still whispering, stopped immediately, and the whole palace suddenly became much quieter. Countless ministers measure the exotic king who is proud of the spring breeze.

Although Wang Chong was famous for his battle in the southwest, for the wealthiest ministers in the entire dynasty, a significant proportion of them had not seen him at all. For everyone, it is only by squeezing into this golden and glorious Taihe Palace that they are entitled to see.

Looking at Wang Chung's youthful figure, the people's eyes looked different, envious, jealous, appreciative, full of hostility, and full of goodwill.

However, in the face of so many of Datang's most prominent and powerful ministers, in the face of so many complex eyes, Wang Zheng is a god, not surprised.

His eyes glanced at him. When the people measured him, they were also measuring the Wen Wu people in the palace. But for a moment, Wang shook his eyes and quickly saw a familiar figure.

King Song!

Just under a powdered dragon column, King Song stood motionless in his robe. Although he had been avoiding himself for some time, and even Wang Chong could not see him in person to visit the Song Wang Mansion, however much the Song Wang avoided, the routine early dynasty was an inescapable place.

It also seemed to sense Wang Chong's gaze, and Song Wang turned back and looked at it, but he just glanced at it and immediately turned his head, avoiding Wang Chong's gaze.

Just for Wang Chong, just a glance is enough. At that moment, Wang Chong felt that the heart of Song Wang was heavy and seemed to be caught in some huge confusion.

“It seems the old butler is not lying...”

Wang whispered to himself in his heart. Sometimes, words are not necessarily required to communicate, for Wang Chong, at least he has determined one thing. Song Wang is still the Song Wang, he hasn't changed, but I'm afraid he really has some big problem.

“Buzz!”

Just as his heart conceived, Wang suddenly heard a cold hum in his ears, almost simultaneously, a malicious gaze looked at himself from the other direction.

Wang Zhuang turned his head and saw the place that corresponded to Wangyao Song. The other figure was pounding, noble and dignified, and the momentum was no less than that of Wang Song. It's just that there's an extra shady smell on that guy that King Song doesn't have. The minister around him stood, staring at himself and laughing, without concealing the malice in his eyes.

Qi Wang!

Wang Zhong flashed a thought in his heart. This is not the first time he has seen Qi Wang. At the last Feng Hou Festival, Wang Zhong had already photographed him, but he really stood so close, but this is still the first time he has joined the temple.

Wang Chung laughed coldly, without fear, glanced back at Qi Wang without politeness, with no intention of giving in.

In a moment, Qi Wang's face suddenly became much shady and coldly snorted and overturned.