The Human Emperor

Chapter 645

"senior!"

Seeing the familiar figure, Wang Chong walked over and performed a respectful respect in front of the old man. His demeanor was respectful and serious.

If you let the people in Jingshi know that Wang Chong, who has just made great contributions in the southwest and is regarded as the hero of the entire Tang Dynasty, will be so respectful to an old man and will feel incredible.

However, Wang Chong knows that the old man in front of him, regardless of the gift of anyone, can afford it.

Because he is Su Zhengchen, the military **** of Datang, the Taizong era has already been known as the legend of the world, even Wang Zhongyi, Zhang Shouqi, these famous stars, in front of him is also dull and colorless.

"coming."

Su Zhengchen’s voice is very light, just like an ordinary old man, completely unrecognizable. He is the big **** who is famous in the world.

"sit down."

Su Zhengchen did not lift his head, referring to the opposite side of the board.

"Hey, brother."

A cute little head was drilled out of Su Zhengchen's ribs. The two eyes were shining in the light. It looked strange and strange. It was the "small strong" often accompanied by Su Zhengchen.

"brat."

Wang Chong smiled and held out a palm, and touched the thin short hair on his head.

"Teacher, I told you, knowing that you are coming back, Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xiao Jianjian deliberately lowered the voice.

"More mouth!"

Su Zhengchen did not lift his head, but he had a finger on Xiao Jianjian’s head.

"Not fun, Master is angry."

Xiao Jianjian spit out his tongue and quickly shrank his head back.

Wang Chong glanced at Su Zhengchen next to him, and thoughtfully in his eyes, he quickly sat down opposite Su Zhengchen.

"Take me the next game."

Su Zhengchen finally looked up and pointed to the chess pot opposite. The orange light shone on his face, and it was uncertain.

"Yes, seniors."

Wang Chong smiled and took the chess cans in his hand. However, when Wang Chong saw the pieces inside, he suddenly felt a glimpse. In the past, when Wang Chong and Su Zhengchen played chess, Su Zhengchen was a white son, Wang Chong was a black child, and Bai Zi first.

But this time, Su Zhengchen gave his own chess jars all white.

"You used to be a little smart, so I let you hold the sun, but now you are worthy of these whites."

Su Zhengchen’s voice came from the air.

For a moment, Wang Chong seemed to understand what it was, and the night was cool, but there was a warm current in Wang Chong’s chest, which was faintly moved.

Although Su Zhengchen did not say anything, there is no doubt that he has expressed his approval of himself in this way. This is the former self, and I have never felt it before.

"Play chess."

Without waiting for Wang Chong to open, Su Zhengchen has already grabbed the pieces in his hand.

"Yes."

Wang Chong smiled calmly and first fell a white child.

This game of chess has been going from late at night to the east, and finally the lanterns next to Su Zhengchen are almost extinguished.

"Yes, I lost."

At the last moment, Su Zhengchen abandoned his son and conceded defeat. He was undoubtedly defeated. However, despite this, Su Zhengchen did not have the slightest frustration, but he was very happy, just like winning himself.

"Wencheng does not love the wealth, Wuchen does not hesitate to die, this is the end of the country's social life. Chonger, this Southwestern battle you did a good job, not for the face of Datang!"

Su Zhengchen said, stood up and looked at Wang Chong's face in front of him.

"Yes, seniors."

Wang Chong bowed his head, and his heart was moved. Su Zhengchen sang a few words, but it was already the biggest affirmation for him. Su Zhengchen never easily participated in the political affairs, and even less involved in Bian Bian, the entire empire, few people who can get such affirmation.

In order to get a few words of affirmation, I don’t know how many people are willing to fight for the bloodshed, and pay a huge price for it.

"Is the white son who gave you last time still?"

Su Zhengchen suddenly spoke.

"I'm here."

Wang Chong quickly took out the white child from his arms.

"give me."

Su Zhengchen took the white son from Wang Chong's hand, only a light bullet, and returned to Wang Chong.

"The blood in your body is too fierce. I have no way to deal with this kind of blood. I can only temporarily help you to hold on and protect your meridian dantian. Everything else can only see your own creation."

Just as Wang Chong looked down at the white child in his hand, a voice suddenly came from his ear. I haven't waited for Wang Chong to react. Hey, Wang Chong's right shoulder was slightly numb, and a palm patted him gently. It was only a moment, and the palm of his hand was taken back. But in the blink of an eye, there is a majestic, powerful and incredible sword, like a flood, rushing into Wang Chong's body.

Different from the swords that Wang Chong used to feel, this sword is powerful and powerful, but it has a strong vitality.

This sword gas just rushed into Wang Chong, immediately divided into thousands, scattered into Wang Chong's seven classics, and Dantian position.

"Jianer, it’s dawn, let’s go."

A voice came from the ear, Wang Chong looked up, saw a figure fluttering in the big sleeves, carrying the child of seven or eight years old, and went to the distance.

"Predecessors, when can we meet again?"

Wang Chong’s heart moved and couldn’t help but scream.

"When the time comes, there will be a goodbye!"

Su Zhengchen’s voice floated from the wind, and the old and the young quickly disappeared into the night.

Wang Chong looked at the figure of the two people in the distance, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He knows deeply that after this trip, the two will enter the deep mansion and be isolated from the outside world.

I want to see them again, I don't know how long I have to wait.

After finishing the whole mind, Wang Chong quickly returned to Fuzhong and met his mother. Wang Chong quickly fell asleep. He rarely got a close eye in the Battle of Southwest China. Now he can return to the capital and he can rest well.

......

When Wang Chong took a good rest at home, the entire palace had long been a trouble. The purpose of the Holy Emperor has come down, the Ministry of Rites and the Sixth, as well as the public secretary of the church to discuss the issue of the appreciation of the southwestern generals.

Whether it is fresh in Zhongtong, Wang Yan, Wang Fu, or other generals in the southwest, their rewards are all without problems. Only Wang Chong’s reward has a problem.

"This is not a courtesy! Wang Chong's young son Wang Chong, there is no official and part-time job, how to reward?"

"Yes! Although he was born in the home of the Xiangxiang, but it is only a civilian scorpion, even the Annan army has no military on his army, how can he be rewarded?"

......

On the top of the hall, several rites, as well as officials of the Hongjun Temple, and the imperial court’s censorship have stopped.

"The state-owned country law, the family has family rules. Even if you want to reward Wang Chong, you must also follow the rules of the court. No rules are not square, is it because of one person and chaos?"

Next to the dragon column, Duan Yushi looks stunned, and there is one person who has the unique posture of the world.

He did not have a hatred with Wang Chong, but the court wanted to apprehend Wang Chong, which would chaos the imperial court. As a censor, you should not fear the power, swear to protect the imperial court's laws, no matter the king, down to the subjects, as long as they violate the court's laws, they must swear to death and fight to the end.

And since ancient times, from the day of the founding of the Great Tang Dynasty, there has not been a precedent for a "civilian".

Not far away, Qi Wang looked at the cold eyes, and the heart was already happy.

In the Battle of Southwest China, he was already too conspicuous and was no longer suitable to jump out again. Therefore, he specially contacted the people of Hongjun Temple and the Ministry of Rites, and then found these stereotypes of the imperial clan, in order to suppress the most conspicuous unicorn of the Wang family.

The entire Wang family, whether it is Wang Hao, Wang Yan, Wang Fu, or others, in the eyes of Qi Wang, all have limited potential.

If they are really so powerful, they have already sealed the king's seal, and they still get the present. Only this Wang Chong made him feel a huge threat.

Only when he was only seventeen years old, he was able to defeat the existence of Daqin Ruozan and Huoshu, which has already made Qi Wang smell the taste of the nine public.

When the Nine Public was in the position, they were in the same vein and were almost crushed to death. In any case, Qi Wang can't let himself appear such a powerful opponent in the court.

And Wang Chong does not have an official position, and there is no military establishment. This is the biggest point of death. According to the rules of the court, Wang Chong is not in the preparation of the military, there is no way to record military merit.

Even if Wang Chong made another great contribution in the southwest, he had nothing to do with him.

"Oh, according to the meaning of Duan Yushi, Wang Chong made such a great contribution. Are we still going to rule him to privately support the army, forge weapons, and interfere with the command of the fighting?"

A strange voice suddenly came from the side, did not wait for other people to speak, opposite the Duan Yushi, another court imperial history, the voice is full of irony.

"Yang Yushi!"

Seeing the censored history, Duan Qian’s face changed. The singer ridiculed his censorship, two white spots, was his former boss Yang Wei.

If the other person is refuted, it is Yang Wei, who is also a censor, and his boss.

Duan Qian was said to have a red face, but only a moment later he returned to normal.

"What is it?"

Duan Qian stalked his neck. The imperial court has the imperial court's law, which violates the law, even if it is his own boss?

"Hey, so what you mean is to take the king and take it to prison. Then you will lead the army, go to the battlefield, lead the battlefield of Datang to defeat the great Qin Ruozan, defeat the fire tree and return to Tibet, defeat Duan Gequan. And are there those foreign-minded foreign monks who protect the people of Datang?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and Duan Qian did not react. A thin palm suddenly reached over, pinching his ear was a slap, and then slammed it.

Hey, Duan Qian, who had just been just awkward, immediately screamed, but what surprised him even was the identity of the man who slandered him.

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