The Human Emperor

“Your Highness is wise! ”

Li Jingzhong lowered his head, pressed down the fluctuations in his heart and hurried.

“Haha, Uncle Jing, let's not talk so much. Let's go. Today the palace wants to see Wang Chong win! ”

Li Heng didn't think that much, tidy his clothes, turn around and quickly walked out of Jade Dragon Palace.

……

Chengxi Taifu Province, as one of the three highest principals of the whole of Datang, Taifu Pei Guangting is also packing up to go to the martial arts. His face was rigid and his face was meticulous.

As a civilian, Pei Guangting did not very much agree with this conflict between Confucius soldiers, and he did not want to preside over this duel.

But the protracted battle of the Confucianism did not arise only in this dynasty, and even Bae Guangting had no better way, as he now agrees inside and outside the dynasty, regardless of this battle, the result only ended in Wang Chong and Li Jun envy.

“Grandpa, today's game, you're going to cheer for Counselor Shaw, right? ”

Just as Pei Guangting tidied up the jade belt and fish charm between his waist, suddenly, a frightened voice sounded cautious in the hall and seemed to only anger Pei Guangting.

Pei Guangting suddenly stopped to tidy his hands between his waists, but soon, a slight drowning smile shook in his mouth.

“Yu, don't you like Counsellor Zhang? ”

Sneaking in was a 15-six-year-old little girl with curved eyebrows and picturesque eyebrows. She was extremely pretty and, although young, had revealed a beautiful embryo. Moreover, under Pei Guangting's long-standing incense and teachings, young girls behave with great decency and a hidden sense of everyone.

Pei Xiaoyu, Taifu Pei Guangting's beloved little granddaughter, Pei Jiamendi, is a strict tutor. Even Pei Guangting's son and daughter-in-law dare not go out in front of Pei Guangting, let alone ask about the matter in the court.

“No, no, it's just that now in the Beijing master, everyone says that the exotic king is our Datang's hero, Yuel heard that a lot of people are very supportive of him, Grandpa is Zhu's disciple,... must be supportive of Counsellor Zhao. ”

Pei Xiaoyu looked up and cautiously.

Although he knew that Grandpa had loved himself very much since he was a child, Pei Xiaoyu also knew that the battle of the Confucius was not small, and had gone far beyond any conflict in the dynasty. Grandpa had even previously ordered in the capital that no one should talk about it in the capital.

“Oh, Grandpa is Zhu's disciple, but he is a trusted minister of the Holy Emperor. It doesn't matter what Grandpa thinks. It is important to ensure that the game is fair enough. ”

Pei Guangting smiled slightly and did not care.

“Ah! Grandpa doesn't hate the exotic king! ”

When I heard Grandpa's words, Pei Xiaoyu's eyes shine, the whole person obviously lightly rejoiced a lot:

“Grandpa, you have something to do, Xiaoyu won't bother you. ”

The voice dropped and ran away with a smoke.

The young girl did not know that, shortly after his departure, Pei Guangting's smile slowly disappeared and his face condensed a lot.

“Has the exotic king reached this level of prestige in the Beijing master...”

Pei Guangting's heart fluctuated. He didn't care about his granddaughter's birth ritual, but he liked the soldier's Wang Chong. What made him care was the saying of Pei Xiaoyu: "Everyone in the Beijing division now says that the exotic king is our Datang's hero”.

In contact with his own granddaughter, Da Guan nobility of Jingzhong, the world family, if even Xiaoyu, who is a daughter, can say this, it is clear that Wang Chong's fame in Datang's younger life has reached an unreachable level, at least, Li Junqiao can not compare.

Young people represent exactly the future of this empire!

Out of admiration for Wang Chong, many young people in the Beijing master are concerned about this matter.

This is not a good thing for Da Tang, but even Pei Guangting's wife can't blame Wang Chong. The mess of the Three Kings has already spread a lot of information. This is not the first time this teenager has helped the building to lean. Even Pei Guangting has difficulty in saying any harsh words.

“It's all up to the two of them! ”

Pei Guangting thought so and quickly left the residence.

……

Without mentioning the movement in the palace and the chapel, the battle between Wang Chong and Li Jun envied among the Beijing master's family attracted the attention of countless people as well.

Chengdong Xuanwu Street, Jing Shi Cheng Huang Lu Zhang Four major sword casting families all gathered together.

“Almost there, let's go together, let's all go cheer up to the Prince today! ”

“The king is a virtuous man, but now it's over! ”

“Hahaha, let's go, let's go and see how our prince is so enlightened and defeated Counsellor Shaw! ”

……

The sound dropped, and a group of people boarded a carriage and headed towards the stadium. As an ally of Wang Chong's deep cooperation, the four swordcasters are undoubtedly on Wang Chong's side.

And it should be over.

As Cheng Huang Luzhang's four great casting swords swords swept the world toward the martial arts field, countless other world families also headed there like Baichuan into the sea.

Confucianism has been inherited for a thousand years. It is deeply rooted in the Middle East. There are many people who support Wang Chong. Li Junqiao is equally envious.

“Ready? ”

“Counsellor Shao Zhang's physical action 'The world is the same’ is a matter that has not happened in a thousand years, we must support him in any case! ”

“Nice! Counsellor Zhao is not reckless, believe this duel, he must have a way to deal with the exotic king! ”

“Let's go! ”

……

In front of a capital in the south of the city, a group of family heads gathered together as well.

Dragons have nine different sons. There are those who support Wang Chong, and naturally there are those who support Li Jun. A group of people boarded the carriage and quickly went in the direction of the martial arts.

At the same time as they departed, the other directions of the Beijing Master were like a flood of Tao Tao, and the crowds of Confucians, Da Confucius, and the families who supported the idea of Confucianism also rode carriages towards the martial arts field.

The wind is moving more and more people, in the taverns, tea restaurants, birds, crickets, tea chat, next time than the fist and feet of the Beijing division..., the prominent young boys and girls from the countless Beijing divisions are all out.

“Go, give the exotic king Kevin! ”

“His Royal Highness is our Great Tang Hero, he will surely win! ”

Unlike others, these prominent young boys and girls are almost completely colorful and rushed towards Wang. Among the aristocratic children of the Beijing master, Wang Chong always had an incomparable reputation. After all, Wang Chong was a dude of the same origin as them, and was something that adults perceived as "incompetent".

But he achieved a path, and his growth trajectory was what all the disciples of Beijing dreamed of.

- Is there anything more inspiring than that, from the dude who didn't make it, to the hero who stood on top of the sky, the noble king?

……

The wind whistled, as the moment of duel approached, the whole Beijing master boiled, everyone was waiting, while slightly nervous. No one knows what this duel will look like in the end, let alone where the Empire will go in the future.

It's just that everyone knows that this duel will probably be completely different from any other in history.

No matter what others think, as the righteous owner of this duel, no one knows what it feels like at this moment.

Southeast of the Imperial Palace, exotic royal palace.

The leaves drifted off, and all gathered together in the Wang Mansion. Eagle, Zhangqiao, Li Jiye, Prince Qingyang, Guo Ziyi, all looked in the same direction.

“Ready to go! ”

At the head of the palace, Wang Chung did not wear the usual robe, but changed into a silver and white robe. His eyes were strong and his temperament was super dusty. Unlike Li Jun's envy, he had yet another unique style.

The robe swayed gently, and Wang rushed out of the hall and quickly walked out.

And at the front door, a white figure, like a poem and a painting, stood like a fairy, looking at the stars of the sword eyebrows, the rich and handsome Wang Chong, that one, Xu Qiqin's cheeks slightly red, the eyes flashed a dazzling divine color.

On the other side, the Major General's Office.

Green smoke, void, a light fragrance.

“Son, it's almost duel time! ”

Outside the palace, Matsuo, Bamboo Mirror, Sword Ghost, White Girl all bow their bodies, waiting outside the palace, all the people are silently waiting.

“Buzz!”

The light flashed, Li Jun envied a white Confucian coat, long hair like a waterfall, scattered, only a twist over his head, slowly walked out of the hall. His divine colour was calm, his eyes were firm, and his determination was overwhelming.

“Let's go! ”

Without any redundant action, Li Junmei stepped forward and passed through the crowd. He quickly boarded a white carriage outside Counsellor Zhang's office, escorted by countless Confucianists. The carriage was huge and huge, and quickly headed towards the martial arts.

……

“Looks like everyone is in place. We're just missing out on this big battle between the Confucius! ”

On the other side, Yanfu in Chengxi, hearing the constant news from Jiading, Yan Wenchang, who had grown old, nodded slightly:

“Help me up! ”

“Yes, Ancestor! ”

On both sides, the younger generations of the family hurried to hand over the cane, and several Yan youths came forward at the same time, hurrying to help.

“You all go with me and carefully document this duel. I'm too old to keep track for long, and I'm counting on you for the future. Remember, our Yan family is in charge of history records and must strictly follow the facts of history, words such as steel and iron. Although the battle between the warriors has never been qualified to enter the history of youth, this time between the exotic king and Counsellor Shao Zhang, the soldier and Confucian family... I'm afraid the future Empire will decide on him two. ”

Yan Wenchang said softly.