The Human Emperor

With the strength of that person, the guards around the rich businessmen are not opponents at all. Under normal circumstances, the fat and obese guy is completely asking for trouble.

But the final result is exactly the opposite of what Wang Chong expected.

"interesting."

For the first time, Wang Chong had a hint of curiosity in his heart. That person obviously does not want to resist, in this case, Wang Chong is not good to intervene, simply watching.

"It's awkward!"

"Go! Don't care about him."

Fat and fat rich merchants got angry, hehe, and finally went away. Just after leaving, on the ground, the lonely middle-aged man slowly climbed up from the ground.

Suffering from such beatings, his body is still stable and staggering. His feet and shoulders are not shaking, as if he had never received the same.

"Awesome warrior!"

Wang Chong still did not respond. Next to it, the scent of the palace rain beside the bar was a smashing of the pupil, and it was secretly scared.

The hiring guards around the fat rich merchants were good at all, and they used all their strength when they started. Such a beating, in the absence of resistance, even the palace rain musk can not bear.

But this person seems to have no injuries at all.

"Master!"

Wang Chongjian eyebrows picked and picked, some accidents. The strength of this person seems to be stronger than he estimated.

The street people, the crowds are bustling, and the recent riots are like a bubble on the sea, and soon disappeared. In addition to Wang Chong, Gong Yu Muxiang, there are several masters of the banker and the pool family, others have not paid much attention.

The man did not seem to notice Wang Chong and others, and slowly stood up from the ground. At the end of his straight body, Wang Chong finally saw a sly face.

"It's him?"

Wang Chong's eyelids jumped and his name flashed in his mind. Wang Chong did not think that he would actually see the person here.

"Don son, do you know him?"

Gong Yu Muxiang walked from the side, revealing a pair of eyes outside and staring at the back of the man, watching him slowly disappear into the crowd.

"Ok."

Wang Chong nodded and had a strange feeling in his eyes:

"Come with me. Maybe, we can find a powerful helper this time!"

When the sound fell, Wang Chong quickly changed his mind. From the Yujing Building, Wang Chong did not return to the Wang family, but turned and walked in the direction of the person leaving.

"Hey? Is he the official residence of the Ministry? However, this is the miscellaneous department that should be part of the branch. It is a place where some of the shackles of the shackles copy the papers. With his ability, this is a bit of a sham. ?"

Gong Yu Muxiang looked at the inconspicuous trick in front of her eyes, and the doubts in her eyes were even heavier. Although the time to go to Middle-earth is short, but lived at the foot of the emperor for a long time, the palace rain musk also knows more or less.

The court of the Tang Dynasty was divided into rites, martial arts, labor, military, punishment, and agriculture. However, in addition to these six general administrations, among the six divisions, there are dozens of small and small squads of six large and small, depending on their functions. Different questions.

Like the front door, from the dilapidated, low-profile appearance, it should be the most inconspicuous instrument trick under the crotch.

I am afraid that I will not see a few big people in the end of the year. I have been dealing with paperwork and files all day long, and I belong to the class of cadres and civilians who are least valued.

This type of work is not very demanding, and ordinary people can do it. With the strength of that person, but doing the work of this kind of instrument, it is really overkill.

Wang Chong did not speak, just looking at the dusty plaque above the gate. If Wang Chong is only guessing at first, then now, Wang Chong can already confirm the identity of that person 100%.

"Li Man, some of you are waiting outside. I am going in."

Wang Chong said this to the masters of the Zhuang family and the Chi family, and quickly walked into the door.

There is a lot of rules in the public door, even if it is such a slap in the middle of the smuggling of the documents is not the average person can go in.

Wang Chongliang showed the waist card that Song Wang gave himself, and then walked in unimpeded all the way.

"What are you doing! This time I came to the door? Do you think it is still in your former criminal department? Do you think you are still the young genius?"

"Waste, the murderers who arrested the imperial court ministers couldn’t catch them. Now, if you copy a document, you have to drag others’ backs. What else can you do?”

"There is no use at all! Tell you, don't go back to these documents today, you don't go back. I think about eating and waiting all day!"

......

The man was still in the yard, and he had not yet stepped into the hall. Wang Chong heard a big slamming door screaming inside. The words were particularly difficult to hear, and even Wang Chong could not listen.

"Enough! Don't say it anymore."

Wang Chong frowned and stepped into the paper room in the Tuen Mun. He looked around and dozens of literary crickets were writing instruments in it. The documents on the table were piled up.

While leaning against the gate, a manuscript that looks like a small head in the door is holding out a finger and pointing at the middle-aged man who Wang Chong saw on the Yujing Building.

The lonely middle-aged man bowed his head and reversed his hand, not repaying his mouth. Recalling the reputation of this ten years ago, Wang Chong could not help but feel a deep sympathy.

More than a decade ago, who could have thought that this person would eventually fall into this field.

"who are you?"

The literary leader was the time when the anger was cursed. When Wang Chong, who did not know, came in, he immediately became furious:

"The imperial court is forbidden, it is strictly forbidden for outsiders to break into, you don't know?! And I teach the people in the door, what is it for you?"

Hey!

In the hall, other people also watched it together. In this door, there are usually twenty or thirty people, all of whom are familiar faces. Wang Chong, a person who comes in and looks at it, can hardly notice it.

"Humph!"

Wang Chong is also lazy, and directly reveals a golden waistband.

Seeing this golden waist card, the head of the literary head changed his face. Although this is just an inconspicuous trick under the crotch, his level is very small.

But at the foot of the emperor, those doorways have heard more or less, and they have seen it. The hand of Wang Chong’s hand is a one-person prince token, and from the above-mentioned Song dynasty, it is still the name of the Tang Dynasty, and the extraordinary status of Song Wang Li Cheng.

Although it is at the foot of the emperor, but everyone stays in this little weight of the trick, I am afraid that in a dozen or twenty years, it is rare to see a weighty mover, let alone the Prince.

"The son of the son was originally the man of His Royal Highness!"

The head of Wenyu bypassed the table and copywriter, and instantly changed his face, squatting, arching his hands, and his attitude was extremely enthusiastic:

"I don't know if the son is coming to visit, there is a far-reaching welcome, and I also ask the son of Haihan. I don't know what is ordered by His Royal Highness Song King?"

"You don't have to worry about this. I am coming to him."

Wang Chong said with a finger extended, suddenly pointing not far away, after the copy of the text, the humanity of the middle age. This is a big surprise.

The middle-aged man in the lonely middle-aged man’s head is drooping. He does not dare to fight anyone who is obedient, and does not resist. But this time, when he hears a strange teenager running and looking for himself, he can’t help but look up. For the first time, his eyes reveal a strange look. look.

"he?"

The head of the literary head looked strange and wondered why Wang Chong actually came to find the guy who was the most insignificant in this slogan, and the most despised, and the least sensed.

"Don, you are sure that he is really? How come?"

"Hey, isn't I looking for someone, I don't know myself, but are you clear?"

Wang Chong is cold and cold.

"This..., don't misunderstand the son, I don't mean it."

Wen Hao’s leader waved his hands again and again. It was just a doubt in my heart, but his reaction was not slow.

No matter what Wang Chong is looking for and who he is looking for, he has little to do with him. It is the prince of the Prince, the status is honorable, the identity of the two sides is like a cloud, and it is not that their small literary can be offended.

"Okay, okay, take a day off today. Everyone is going out quickly. Ma Rong, this son will be handed over to you. Good reception, if something goes wrong, I only ask you."

The head of the literary clan also knows that he has just screamed loudly, and the son is not expected to like himself very much. Quickly greeted everyone leaving the room, leaving only Wang Chong and Ma Rong.

"Really it!"

There is no doubt in Wang Chong’s heart. Think about it more than a decade ago, the famous genius of the criminal department, who looked at it, and then look at what it is like, can’t fight back, and don’t pay back the middle-aged people. If you don’t see it, Wang Chong can’t believe it. These two people are actually the same person.

When Goguryeo was killed, the ruin was more than one person.

"Who are you? I don't think I know you."

There was only one and the strange boy left in the room. The horse finally raised his head and looked at Wang Chong coldly. He looked like a thousand miles away, and in front of the leader of the Wenyu and the fat man on the street. The attitude is very different.

Since the case began more than a decade ago, he did not want to have any contact with those who were high-ranking officials.

"Oh, you don't know me. I know you."

Wang Chong smiled and said directly:

"I am here to ask for your help. Help a person."

"I think you are looking for the wrong person. I am just a literary copy of the paper. If you want to ask someone to help people, you should go to the criminal department, or the military department, or some other place. I am afraid I can't help you, or please You are leaving soon."

The horse was cold and cold, and there was no good face.

"Oh, don't rush to refuse. It's not too late for me to finish. Our actions are related to Goguryeo."

Wang Chongdao.

Ma Xiaolong’s brow suddenly glanced at it, as if he had noticed Wang Chong for the first time. But soon, the expression of this silk disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I am not interested in Goguryeo people, the door is there, you still have to leave."

Ma Xiaolong said that he had grabbed a bag of documents, bowed his head, began to write, and made clear that he wanted to drop off.

"Oh, even the little beast Lin Wang is not interested?"

Wang Chong smiled.

Bang!

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, Wang Chong’s voice fell, and after the document, Ma Ronglong changed his face. The wolf in him broke into two breaks.

At the same time, at the same time, the air machine in the room suddenly changed, like a storm, a huge, horrible breath suddenly broke out in the horse.

This air machine is so powerful that it has been leaping and falling again, and Wang Chong, who has reached the ninth order of the vitality, has become eclipsed in front of this air machine.

At this moment, Wang Chong even had a feeling, as if he had been placed in the most violent ocean in the world, and the thousands of feet of waves slaped toward himself, and he had to smash himself.

"This guy is actually so scary!"

Wang Chong felt the tremendous pressure on his body and changed his face slightly.

After more than a decade, the strength of this person has not deteriorated, but has become stronger than the rumors. Even those who have encountered the Goguryeo martial arts before, have become like ants in front of him, very small.

too strong!