The Human Emperor

Chapter 146

However, unlike Grandpa, in the body of Su Zhengchen, Wang Chong felt a deep dark, closed power.

This person seems to completely enclose himself in his own world, is isolated from the whole world, does not want to talk to people, does not want to deal with people, and is unwilling to have any intersection and exchange with others.

Even if it is himself, the connection with him is just a golden chessboard.

There is no other intersection, and there is no need to have any intersection!

Looking at the Da Tang God of War in front of him, Wang Chong has a deep resonance and sympathy in his heart. For this situation, Wang Chong is no stranger.

In the past, when I lost everything and had nothing, it was once in this state. Life is no longer in love, the only reason to live is to accomplish a goal and mission endowed in life.

"... Su Zhengchen should be like this."

Wang Chong secretly remembered the old man’s experience. Su Zhengchen lost his son in his early years and died in his later years. All his loved ones in his life have passed away, leaving only one person left alone.

Isn't this the same situation as myself?

The only difference is that he has reborn and reborn, and has the opportunity to change his destiny and reconnect with his family.

Su Zhengchen is different. Now he may just pass on a proper descendant and pass on his own "Ghosts and Ghosts".

Or, as the military **** of Datang, follow his own mission, silently and alone guard the country, until it is dead!

- Despite the loyalty of Emperor Taizong, he left the gold vouchers, prohibiting the later Datang successors from reusing the big lord, and forbidding him to lead again, and have any connection with the army!

Thinking of this, Wang Chong's heart is more and more determined. In any case, he must change the fate of the old man, let him go out of the closed, happy and happy life, instead of letting the tragedy of previous life repeat itself, dying in loneliness and loneliness.

"The old man, victory or defeat is a common thing in the military, or else, let's come back to the next set."

The king’s conflict was a smile.

Su Zhengchen looked up and saw a strange look in his eyes. It seems that Wang Chong and his attitude are somewhat strange. But he did not object, but nodded.

The pieces on the golden board quickly swept away, and the two men were seated opposite each other, restarting a game of chess. Unlike before, this time is no longer the next day.

Instead, the two players face each other in full face.

Su Zhengchen originally wanted to select a descendant through a game of "Tieqi chess game", but Wang Chong's realm has clearly gone far beyond this level.

Even Su Zhengchen can't do him.

Da da! Hey!

Quietly near the square, the wind rushed over, the huge crown of the banyan tree shook, and a piece of leaves fell from the sky, fell across the board, and drifted past the two.

Su Zhengchen has very few words and does not like to say anything. Since I promised Wang Chong, I was sitting in danger, and my waist was quite straight, like a long gun inserted there, meticulous, completely the military's iron-bone style.

Wang Chong is no worse than Su Zhengchen, and his life is also the Marshal of the Terracotta Warriors.

However, Wang Chong will converge him many times, without deliberately revealing it. In addition, now the fifteen-year-old body, as well as a low-level cultivation, also makes it difficult for Wang Chong to pose the position of the Marshal.

Wang Chong even deliberately slowed down and relaxed his body, not letting the atmosphere become so nervous, but completely regarded as an ordinary confrontation.

Su Zhengchen’s military tactics are undoubtedly high, but unfortunately, Wang Chong’s future is the greatest “Bing of the Bing” in the history of the entire Middle-earth Shenzhou!

The two controlled their respective terracotta warriors in the criss-crossing game, and the army of Su Zhengchen was already very powerful. Unfortunately, in front of Wang Chong’s army, he continued to smash the sand.

Su Zhengchen's white son is getting less and less, and Wang Chong's sunspot is getting more and more. Even if Su Zhengchen made his best, but in the end, Wang Chong always had a new Luo net intertwined there, waiting for him.

Unconsciously, Su Zhengchen faced the previous predicament.

The entire board can accommodate his place, and Su Zhengchen once again fell into the "squatting circle" of the four sides.

The wind rustled, slowly blowing, Su Zhengchen pinched the white, thick white eyebrows, facing the board, once again caught in the silence before.

Quietly around, Wang Chongwei smiled, not urging, watching the chess game of the whole occupation, silently waiting for Su Zhengchen's choice.

"Come back!"

I don't know how long it took, Su Zhengchen finally put down the pieces and said two words. This is the first time he took the initiative to open the game, then closed his lips and did not say a word.

"it is good!"

Wang Chong smiled, and did not say anything. Put away the pieces and reopen the game. The two men on the chessboard, the gold horse, the **** field.

Unconsciously, the sun is slanting, and the ghosts are completely dark.

"Master, it's too late, or let's go back first. Go back next day."

Suddenly, after the banyan tree, an ordinary old man with a black hair suddenly came out, squatting, raising his head, looking at Su Zhengchen, looking worried.

Looking at this thin old man, Wang Chong felt as if he had been pinched, his pupils shrank, his body moved, his heart was excited, and he almost shouted out.

I met someone who is old!

This person Wang Chong is recognized, his name is Fang Hong. It is the old servant of the Soviet government. Originally a child of an old servant in Sufu, he grew up in Sue.

After Su Zhengchen’s bereavement, most of the Su’s nieces and prostitutes were scattered. Only this loyal old servant stayed and served Su Zhengchen to death.

The reason why Wang Chong knows him more importantly is that the matter about Su Zhengchen is that the old servant told himself in the future.

However, Wang Chong quickly reacted. Although he recognized Fang Hong, the old servant may not recognize himself.

"Old man!"

Wang Chong screamed and quickly calmed down, acknowledging that nothing had happened.

In front of Fang Hong, when he met Wang Chong, he was much younger and his hair was still black. Unlike the later generations, he was white and pale, and had experienced vicissitudes.

And the loss of the master and the future, immersed in grief forever, the current Fang Hong, is still the loyal, has his own backbone, the Fang Hong who has his own living value.

This made Wang Chong who knew him, and could not help but secretly happy for him.

At least, that tragedy has not happened yet.

"The old man, it’s too late today, I have to go back to the kid, or will we fight again tomorrow?"

Wang Chong looked at Su Zhengchen and smiled.

Reminded by Fang Hong, Wang Chong also remembered one thing. There is a rule for Su Zhengchen to go out. Whether it is playing chess or doing other things, before dark, you must rush back to the Soviet Union.

Otherwise, if the patrolled banned army finds it and sends it back to the palace, I am afraid it will cause many storms.

Su Zhengchen is not willing to pay attention to himself in the palace. As long as the person in the palace notices himself, it is equal to the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, and the whole world has also noticed himself.

For so many years, since the Emperor Taizong, Su Zhengchen has become accustomed to low-key. He has always been here.

This has become a habit of his subconscious.

Although Wang Chong does not agree with his habits, he only met for the first time today, and his time is still short. Even if he wants him to change this habit, he will have to wait until later.

Su Zhengchen looked at Wang Chong, silently, and finally looked at the chessboard again. He saw the criss-crossing chessboard, and Baizi had been killed.

This game, he lost again.

The grand priest, the vertical and horizontal battlefield, lost to a teenager in front of him, and it was incredible.

But this is what is really happening.

Wang Chong’s phrase “Tomorrow and War” is just right, leaving him a face.

After a deep look at Wang Chong, Su Zhengchen finally got up from the ground.

"Fang Hong, we are gone"

After saying this, Su Zhengchen's sleeves were scornful, turned around and slowly left.

Looking at the back of Su Zhengchen's departure, Wang Chong smiled and got up and left.

......

"Frozen three feet, not a cold day", I want to let a person with a closed mind slowly open up, and facing the world is not an easy task.

If Wang Chong wants to change Su Zhengchen and let him out of the gloomy and closed Sufu, it will not be done overnight.

However, there is always a first step in everything, and there are always times when there are more and more.

So the next day, Wang Chong still went to the meeting.

Under the huge banyan tree, the golden chessboard is placed, and after the chessboard, a familiar figure sits. Snowy hair, black singles, motionless in the morning breeze, seems to have been waiting for a long time.

"Predecessors, early!"

Wang Chong smiled and touched the past and sat down opposite Su Zhengchen.

"come here quickly!"

Wang Chong rushed to the back and waved. Soon there were several guards who were holding a small table and placed it next to them. On the small table, a plate of peanuts and two pairs of exquisite chopsticks were placed.

"what is this?"

Su Zhengchen frowned, glanced at the table next to him and looked at Wang Chong opposite.

"Peanut!"

Wang Chong smiled and said, "A stunned look that you don't even know peanuts."

Su Zhengchen did not speak, but his brow wrinkled deeper.

"Ha ha ha, seniors, you said this. Just playing chess, isn't it too monotonous? Playing chess while eating some peanuts is so good. Come, this chopstick is for you."

Wang Chong smiled and said that it seems that "now" understands what he means.

The change started from bit by bit. Facing the old man in front of him, Wang Chong’s only idea is to make happiness.

He is the military **** of Datang. He dedicated his life to the empire, for the entire Middle-earth gods, for the people of the whole world.

Such people deserve to be quick and should be happy!

The world owes him too much!

And he does not owe the world!

Wang Chong wants to get it, but Wang Chong hopes that the old man will be happy to spend his old age!

A dish of peanuts is just the beginning!

Wang Chong believes that one day, the old man will walk out of the past and walk out of the shadows to restore his original appearance!

Quietly around, only the sound of eucalyptus leaves rustling.

Su Zhengchen looked at the opposite Wang Chong, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not say anything.

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