The Human Emperor

“Unexpectedly, the Holy Emperor retreated, and in a short time, the whole empire actually evolved to this point! ”

At that moment, Gao Xianzhi sighed long and complex. Gao Xianzhi went through the era of the great Tang dynasty, and could even be said to be one of the founders of the great Tang dynasty. Datang was able to push into the west, stabilize the west, and Gao Xianzhi was absolutely successful.

However, current events have changed, and now Datang is showing signs of decay, when an empire begins civil strife, that is, the beginning of self-weakening. That's what Gao Xianzhibi understands.

“Everything is just rumours, it can't be proven, and the King Song's side has been so vague about the poisoning that I can't tell the truth. However, too much has happened in the empire today, and not long ago, the Grand Prince offered to replace Lord Zhang with a soldier from the military ministry, Kongwu. If not, I'm afraid I can't get rid of the Song King! ”

Wang Chong finally said.

“That man is in such a hurry. After all, he is the blood of the Emperor. Doesn't the world belong to him after a hundred years? He couldn't do it at all. ”

At that moment, Gao Xianzhi shook his head continuously and sighed.

“If he really was that kind of person, he wouldn't have done it. How is it possible that His Majesty has not yet sealed his throne! ”

Wang Chong coldly said.

If the Grand Prince was truly such a benevolent king, he would not have persuaded the Grand Uncle to alienate the Grand Prince. Even if he could be gentle and kind, even if he did not have a strong ability, with the ability of his Holy Prince, the Holy King would have sealed his prince's throne long ago, and Wang Chong would not have had to recommend five princes, Li Hung.

Unfortunately, the Great Prince is not such a person at all, and the death of Princess Xiao Yu is enough to explain the problem.

“I'm afraid Da Tang is now in the autumn of many things, and I'm now worried that this is just beginning and it's far from over. Although he was transferred out of the West this time, as long as the man sent by the Grand Prince to succeed him can stabilize the West, stabilize the rear, even if he transferred me back to the Beijing Master, I will not have much complaints. Personal gains and losses are not important in comparison to national matters. ”

“Now all I fear is that the Grand Prince underestimated the ambitions of the Great Foods Empire, and I was informed before I left office that the Great Foods Empire had become somewhat disturbed. The last time we called Horoshan, we did not enter Baghdad and the Empire of the Great Foods was still alive, but this time, if the Great Foods are in turmoil again, I don't know who can resist them! ”

Gao Xianzhi shrugged, emotional. I can't help but look at the teenager in front of Gao Xianzhi again when I think of that brutal battle not long ago.

After the Battle of Roth and the Battle of Khoroshan, the prestige and prestige of the Ansidu Guard were raised to the next level. Many people said that Ansidu God of War was the perfect empire, and it was because of him that he was able to win this war.

But only Kao Xianzhi knew that if it wasn't for the teenager in front of him, if it wasn't for his reinforcements and his superb military skills, the war would have been lost.

- With his strength alone, it is simply impossible to contend with a big food empire with Abe * * * * and the top names of Benedictine!

On the battlefield, the teenager decided to devour the whole West, and now, in the Chapel, the pressure of the whole empire gathered on his shoulder again, Song Wang poisoning, Zhang Qiang and Qiong assassination, and all kinds of Confucianism, Gao Xianzhi only heard far away in the West, but Wang Zheng was a personal experience, without his presence, Gao Xianzhi dared not even imagine what the whole empire would look like.

More than ever before, the Empire needs the young man in front of it!

Unconsciously, perhaps not even himself, he had long since become the centre of the entire empire.

This is also why this time he returned from the western realm to the capital, did not enter the chapel first, report to the Grand Prince and the people, but met Wang Chong in private.

The carriage was silent and Wang Zhong was silent.

At this moment, for this vast empire, this huge dynasty has flourished for hundreds of years, and both Empire Generals have felt a deep sense of concern. In fact, this is not a concern for all generals, it's just that people used to be unannounced.

“I asked you to bring that thing, did you bring it? ”

Wang Chung asked.

“Mmm!”

Ko Xianzhi nodded seriously:

“I always thought you wouldn't want me and all the generals at your side to support you as long as you wanted. ”

Gao Xianzhi said that he took a long prepared letterhead out of his arms and handed it over to him, and Wang Zheng did not even look at it, so he went into his arms. Throughout the process, Gao Xianzhi did not ask what it was, nor did Wang Chong open it to see, the two seemed to have formed a tacit understanding.

Gao Xianzhi handed the letter to Wang Chong and soon opened the door and left. The whole process didn't shock anyone.

“Now it's time to meet that one. ”

Wang Chung raised his head and flashed a thought in his mind. Pretty soon, the huddle headed in the other direction of the city pool.

The carriage crossed Heavy Street Alley and, amidst a crowd, finally arrived at a tavern.

“Squeak! ”

The door opened and Wang flung out of the carriage in plainclothes. Lift your head up in front of a common liquor store with bricks on the ground floor, grey and dark roof tiles, only a wine flag on the second floor railing with a red background in black, looks bright, but the flag is dark spotted and looks a little old.

“Know a winemaker! ”

Wang Chung glanced over the plaque on the gate, and four ancient fonts appeared in the curtains. This is a very common alcoholic, and in the Beijing division, tens of thousands of such alcoholics are for ordinary people who are not very wealthy.

Most of the dishes at home are very familiar, you can eat a large bowl of meals for a few cents. The dishes are not like the Hiroshiro Mansion, they have many names, they are delicious, but they are also very tasty.

“Sir, would you like to come in for dinner? ”

Wang Chong had just appeared at the door, and a second, with a white towel on his shoulder, greeted him immediately. He looked at Wang Chong and looked very curious. Winemakers like this who come and go with ordinary people usually don't have any princes and brothers, big families, Hong Shang Giant Jia appear here. Wang is wearing a gorgeous shirt and will not enter or leave here at first glance.

“Mmm!”

Wang shook up and quickly walked in.

Apparently, the second son did not recognize his identity. All the ordinary people are concerned with is food, clothing and shelter. He is not too likely to pay attention to the affairs in the chapel. It is also normal without this vision.

“Little Er, how come my food hasn't been served yet! ”

“You old man, you've come here to drink again, get back to me! ”

“Master cabinet, three pounds of white wine, five pounds of beef, pack it and take it away! ”

……

Inside the tavern, bustling and noisy, Wang chung walked through the tavern, gauging around.

The layout of the tavern is not so polite and the decorations are not expensive, but it looks very clean. Sometimes the floor is dirty by children, and soon there will be shopkeepers to clean it. People gather to laugh and stagger, some moments even put the wreckage on, and their feet stepped on the stool, completely ignoring the image like at home.

Wang Chong saw this scene, not surprisingly, but smiled slightly and continued to walk in.

Through a row of wine tables, from the ground floor to the second floor, in a corner east of the second floor, Wang Chong finally saw the man.

This is a small table that is only about four feet old. The table looks very old. Many places the paint peels off, revealing the wooden fibers that are split inside, while the table has several dishes on it, which are just a few of the usual dishes, the radish stewed beef meal, the old ginger fried chicken, and a small sautéed green dish.

At the table is a skinny old man, wearing a green cloth robe, holding a pair of chopsticks, a sip, a sip of wine, and then closing his eyes slightly, looking calm and comfortable, enjoying himself very much.

The old man seemed a little odd, but in this restaurant, he was an extraordinary eater.

Wang Chung's gaze swept past his body and soon stopped on a blue jade between his waist.

“It should be him. ”

Wang Zhong thought in his heart, quickly walked towards the old man.

“Junior Wang Chung, met the old lieutenant. ”

Right next to the wooden table, Wang bowed down and gave a deep gift.

For a moment, the chopsticks stopped in the air.

The old man used to enjoy a person's time in a small sight, but at this moment, hearing the word "old captain”, that wrinkled face, obviously lagged.

Seeing this subtle expression, Wang became more and more certain of the speculation in his heart. Had it not been for a long time, knowing the identity of the elderly, Wang Chong would have been hard to believe that the old lieutenant, whose reputation was almost equal to that of Zhu Zi, had long since withdrawn from the dynasty, even the post of lieutenant, had been abolished at the time of the first emperor, let alone this dynasty.

But in front of him, he still has enormous influence in the chapel, and in some respects, even Grandpa Nine is unrivalled.

Wang Chong noticed this because of the last Confucianism.

When he released power, the truth, Jomon shook, even Zhu Zi stood up to accuse himself, but just when Wang Chong was slaughtered by the mouth of the whole world, in the Chapel and the Confucian Gate, a significant number of ministers and Joosheng did not join.

And the reason this happens is because this old captain, Datang, is 90 years old.

The old lieutenant was straight and just right. In his mind, he had already surpassed the so-called Confucianism. For the old lieutenant, judging good and evil is only one thing: whether it is good for Datang and all the people of the world. As for the so-called Confucianism, it means nothing to the old lieutenant.