The Human Emperor

In the hall, everyone didn't know this. Seeing Anzhaluoshan's actions, everyone also glanced at them subconsciously.

The feast of the nations, the trip to the capital, although everyone successfully returned to Youzhou, Yan Zhuang stayed there forever, and Wang Chong also had one of the right ears removed by Wang Chong. The whole person looked weird. , This is also the eternal pain in Anzha Nuoshan's heart.

"When Shenzhou is destroyed, I will be the first to smash him into pieces to vent my hatred!"

Anzhaluoshan said bitterly, his eyes sprayed with monstrous hatred.

...

As time passed slowly, no one knew what happened in the Tai Chi Hall that day.

I only knew that after that day, the entire Datang finally returned to normal. The wise martial arts, the holy emperor familiar to everyone, reappeared on the court, but in a short time, all the absurd orders issued before were removed.

The Taiping Tower was overthrown, and the draft orders from various places were also revoked. Xuan Mingzi, who used to confuse Sanzi Xuan and refine the "life medicine" for him, saw that the situation was not good, and when he wanted to escape, he was ambushed early. The imperial army and the royal family's worship were captured on the spot and imprisoned.

The emperor issued an edict to commend the prince, boasting about the prince’s character and cultivation. The degraded historians and important court officials in various places also received orders, and they were recalled one by one, and the officials were restored to their posts.

For the civil and military officials of the court, this is definitely the most exciting news in months.

Looking back on the past, the various performances of the holy emperor seemed like a dream, but no matter what, this result is exactly what everyone dreams of and wants to see most.

There was excitement inside and outside the court, and the whole court also swept away the previous decline and restored the previous Qingming order.

However, despite the excitement inside and outside the court, Wang Chong's heart was always deeply disturbed.

"how about it?"

In the foreign palace, Wang Chong was dressed in a dungeon suit, standing tall, looking at Zhang Quedao in front of the door, his brows were frowning, and a trace of deep anxiety was revealed in his eyes.

"Back to the prince, father-in-law Bian has sent a message. He has asked someone to investigate secretly. Everything is business as usual at your majesty's place, except that the dishes sent by the palace ladies are eating less and less every day, which is far worse than before."

"What did Huanyifang say?"

Wang Chong said again.

"Business as usual!"

Zhang Que bowed his waist and said solemnly, paused, and hesitated:

"However, we checked the dragon robe received from Huanyifang a few days ago. There was a cuff on the dragon robe, with a touch of blood that seemed to have evaporated through the qi. Because the color was very light and it was flooded, it was temporarily We can't judge between them!"

Zhang Que said.

Hum!

Hearing the words "bloodstain", Wang Chong's brows and heart beat, and his expression instantly changed.

Collecting the emperor's affairs in the palace is a taboo of being a courtier. If it doesn't work, it will get a reputation for conspiracy, but Wang Chong doesn't care anymore.

"How could this be?"

Wang Chong's heart came one after another. The Holy Emperor is the heart of the world and the spiritual pillar of this empire. Everything about him must be handled properly.

It is absolutely impossible for Zhang Que to find blood from the holy emperor.

However, Wang Chong also knew that Zhang Que and the others could never find any ordinary stains, and it was impossible for any stains to fall when the cultivation base reached the level of the holy emperor.

"Could it be that the colorful glazed grass I was looking for is still useless?"

Wang Chong raised his head and muttered in his heart.

The ancient borrowings I found earlier mentioned that the colorful colored glaze grass can be effective against the injury of the divine martial realm, but it did not mention how to distill the colorful colored glaze grass into a pill, how to swallow it, and the specific method of healing.

In the Taiji Hall, Wang Chong crushed the divine grass into dust and dispersed it into the void, so that Sanzixuan could absorb it was just a temporary expedient. Even Wang Chong didn't know whether it would work or not.

But judging from the news Zhang Que collected from the harem, it didn't look like good news.

Moreover, this is not the only thing that worries Wang Chong.

The Holy Emperor failed to attack the Divine Martial Realm, and his skill was degraded. One day was worse than one day. It had already happened before he was reborn, and according to his memory, the Holy Emperor had fallen during this time in his previous life.

So after returning from the capital last time, Wang Chong felt a strong anxiety in his heart.

However, Wang Chong has never mentioned it before Zhang Que.

Similarly, he didn't know the previous efforts, including whether the magical plant had any effect, and how effective was it?

Everything is unknown.

What Wang Chong can do is to pay full attention to and continuously monitor the development of this matter.

"Wow!"

Just as Wang Chong was thinking, a sound of flapping wings suddenly came into his ears.

Wang Chong raised his head subconsciously, only to see a pale golden feather on the edge, a homing pigeon with a graceful flying posture was flying in from outside, and a golden ring on his right foot was clearly visible.

"Lord, it's Song Wang's letter!"

Zhang Que stretched out his hand, caught the carrier pigeon, removed the letterhead, and quickly handed it to Wang Chong.

Zhang Que was in charge of all the information exchanges under his sect, and he was very familiar with the pigeons of the Song Palace.

"I see, go down."

Wang Chong took the letterhead, nodded, and said lightly.

Although Wang Chong has the right to participate in politics, he has already withdrawn from the court.

Now that the whole world is peaceful, there is no worries of war and war. It is no longer necessary for him to go to the court to discuss. As for other officials and local government affairs, the veterans in the court are much better than him. They are there, but he is not. He makes no difference.

So Wang Chong naturally didn't participate much in the court.

But despite this, the ministers of civil and military affairs in the court, including King Song, will still discuss with Wang Chong about many things.

Zhang Que left soon, and the hall was quiet.

Wang Chong opened the letterhead and quickly read it.

Song Wang’s letters are all trivial things. The holy emperor’s return to his throne, the joy of the veterans, the removal of the draft, the ease of the place... At the same time, he shared with Wang Chong some exciting things about the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty and the restoration of the right track. news.

He also wrote in the letter that Bao him and Zhang Qiu Jianqiong dealt with Prime Minister Li Linfu.

Wang Chong couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

Li Linfu is too deep in the human city, and hidden too deeply. He has a strong heart for rights, but the biggest problem is not knowing what is right.

Anzha Nangshan is a humiliated person, and he has a bad heart, framed Zhang Shougui, but also colluded with Goguryeo and other countries. Li Linfu colluded with Anzh Nangshan just to deal with himself and weaken his relationship with the Song king. This made his early efforts. Ruined.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, inside and outside the courtroom, the "brightness" who has been doing this for decades is no longer in the dark as before.

At least Wang Song, Zhang Qiu Jianqiong and others have already recognized the true face of this "Mingxiang".

Looking at the entire letter, there is not much content, it is similar to the previous letter sent by Song Wang, but at the end of the letter, one of the things Song Wang mentioned caused Wang Chong's pupils to shrink and his face changed slightly.

Song Wang mentioned in the letter that after everything returned to normal, the Holy Emperor Heaven went to the court, and the court resumed its previous appearance.

But Song Wang, Zhang Qiu Jianqiong and others also noticed one thing. Although the Holy Emperor went to the dynasty every day, he seemed to be gradually tired and unable to do so. Often, halfway through the dynasty, the Holy Emperor's face showed a trace of fatigue.

More than that, I don't know why, since the Holy Emperor returned to the dynasty, Song Wang felt that the Holy Emperor seemed to be quite old.

It was not only Song Wang who felt this way, but also many veterans in the dynasty.

At one court meeting, Song Wang, Zhang Qiu Jianqiong and others even vaguely felt that there were a few more white hairs on the holy emperor’s head. However, the holy emperor did not show any discomfort for the time being, and the daily court meeting was also going on normally, so Song Wang waited. People are not good to say.

However, Song Wang and Zhang Qiu Jianqiong have discussed forming a new and more experienced cabinet to deal with the affairs of the DPRK, so as to alleviate the pressure on the Holy Emperor and allow the Holy Emperor to recuperate his skills and recuperate.

Wang Song and the others have already hired many ministers, and now they still need Wang Chong's signature.

What Wang Chong cared about was not the formation of a new cabinet, nor the need for his signature, but the news about the Holy Emperor revealed in Song Wang's letter.

From the return of the holy emperor to the present, it has only been more than ten days. At the beginning, Wang Chong also went to court and met the holy emperor. At that time, everything was business as usual, but in a short time, Song Wang said that the holy emperor appeared. Tired and old, how is this possible?

In an instant, Wang Chong's heart suddenly became extremely heavy.

The appetite was reduced, the blood stains on the cuffs, the tiredness and oldness of Chaotang...

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Wang Chong's mind.

"Could it be..."

There was a thought in Wang Chong's mind, but Wang Chong trembled in his heart, but he did not dare to think about it anymore.

"I hope everything is not what I think, Your Majesty..."

...

At the same time, deep in the palace.

The breeze was blowing and the door opened.

The holy emperor sat high on the top and looked ahead, his gaze swept across the space, through the gate of the Taiji Hall, and looked at the capital of Youda in front, as well as the endless mountains and rivers beyond.

The air flow rushed past the ears of a generation of Mingjun. At this time, there were many fine wrinkles on that Shenwu Yingming face, and a trace of oldness appeared faintly.

If Song Wang and Zhang Qiu Jianqiong were here, they would definitely be quite surprised, because at this time the holy emperor, and their appearance in the court, obviously changed a lot, and became even older.

Ordinary people may only show a trace of oldness in one year, but for the holy emperor, this change seems to be calculated on a daily basis.

However, despite this, those eyes that have shocked all parties and created an era that have awed countless powerful men and monarchs are still as strong as ever, full of consistent firmness, calmness, persistence, and unparalleled confidence. .

That is a force that cannot be surrendered or surrendered even with time and death!

"Your Majesty, you should rest."

A voice suddenly came from behind, Gao Lishi stood by, watching the darkening sky, and suddenly spoke, with a trace of worry in his voice.