Wang Chong stunned, and this situation was completely unforeseen. Since the Battle of the Southwest gained a lot of fate energy points, Wang Chong has not encountered the constraints of the world for a long time. Every time the world is bound, as long as there is enough fate energy point, there is no impact, but this incident is obviously not the same.

However, Wang Chong did not wait until the next moment, the door opened, and Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, Cheng Sanyuan, Xue Qianjun and others rushed in. As soon as the four came in, they glanced in the room and soon fell to Wang Chong. From last night to the present, how long Wang Chong wrote in it, how long they stood outside, everyone is full of anxiety.

"Wang, how are you?"

Wang Chong, who was looking at the desk after the party, was full of worries. Wang Chong's face was pale and his body was thin, and the whole person looked thin and thin. However, although it looks very tired, but Wang Chong's eyes are very bright. But the more it is, the more worried the four people are.

Wang Chong did not speak, just waved his hand:

"Su Shixuan, Cheng Sanyuan, Xue Qianjun, Xu Keyi, give you one thing, take these documents on the table, I want you to type, print, bind, and then bind these words to the book as soon as possible. In the name, it was issued throughout the empire. Within three days, I want the entire capital, including the Kyushu counties, to see this book everywhere!"

At the end of the day, Wang Chong held out a finger and pointed to the thick letterhead on the table.

At that moment, the entire study was silent, and everyone’s eyes gathered on the letterhead.

From the moment they first entered the study, they noticed that Wang Chong had a piece of stationery in front of him, and on the letterhead, the dense handwriting and ink were still dry.

No one knows what Wang Chong wrote in the end, but everyone knows that it takes a long time for Wang to rush for five days, and it is not easy for him to solemnly blame.

"Yes!"

The four people shouted, and as far as they could, they left with a thick piece of stationery. However, even the four did not know that from the moment they stepped out of the room, the thick letter of paper would completely change the Tang Dynasty, and even the surrounding countries.

......

The storm of the day passed quickly, the east gradually became white, and the entire capital was quickly restored to calm. The vision of heaven and earth caused by Wang Chong’s writing in the study room was only a mirror of the people of the capital, and it did not have much impact on everyone. It’s just that everyone has to talk a little more about it, and among the capitalists, the people in the parade have not decreased.

Chengxi, Li Zheng meat buns shop.

Throughout the capital, the meat buns of this shop are famous. According to legend, a couple named Li Zheng was founded. Within the family, the father and son passed on each other. They also have a history of more than 70 years. The fragrance is soft and famous. In the capital, many customers even spend an hour's journey, but also eat this meat buns.

In the morning, the meat buns are steamy, the aroma is overflowing, and there are many customers at the door.

"Boss, come three meat buns!"

Suddenly a voice came, a middle-aged scribe of a 30-year-old Qingpao, half of the body leaning against the bunk, opening the way, while talking, while discharging three pieces of copper coins from his arms, placed on the bunk.

"Zhang Xiucai, do you have to go to the tea house after eating buns for a while?"

After the bunk, the buns shop boss pressed the buns and greeted him. Obviously, I am very familiar with the Qingpao scribe.

"haha, yes!"

The robes of the Qingpao replied absently, and turned to look at the bookshop on the side.

The bookstore is a bookstore that is in his forties and has three long-shoulders. This bookstore will come here every morning to sell books. Datang and the surrounding countries have different historical dynasties. The cultural atmosphere is extremely strong. It is not only the first-class scholars, but ordinary people also like to buy and sell books, or collect, or pass on.

The Qingpao scribes are still good at this. Every time they come to see if there are any newly published books. Once they are discovered, they are all treasured. They immediately buy them home and carefully read them. However, the Qingpao scribe has not found a new book in the bookseller for a long time.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the robes of the Qingpao browed and immediately noticed the bookstore's shop, suddenly a book.

""Power is truth"? A strange name!"

The robes of the Qing robes are secretly different. He has been studying since the age of ten. He has been collecting books for more than 20 years. He has seen many famous books, but he has never encountered such a thing. And from the title, I can't see what is said inside.

And the book gives him the feeling of being completely different from the style of any book he has ever collected.

"The treasurer, what is this book? How have you never seen it before. Is it a new book from the old gentleman?"

The middle-aged scribe opened.

"Ah? It turned out to be Zhang Xiucai! That is not, this is a new book. It was just sent out this morning, and the person who wrote this book is also famous. It is the alien king of our Datang. I heard that he is painstaking, I wrote this book, and I am going to be the treasure of the town of the bookstore. I still have a collection of my own."

The scholars can smile.

"what?!"

When I heard the words of the bookseller, the Qingpao scribe was shocked and his eyes widened.

Exotic king? I have heard of the foreign kings’ tactics and decided to win thousands of miles. It is the new generation of God of the Tang Dynasty. He has never heard of the foreign king’s rumors in the literary world. He is still able to publish books.

The robes of the Qingpao suddenly left the paparache, grabbed the book in the book, and opened it with joy, but only hurriedly counted, the robes of the robes changed their faces:

"Boss, how much is this book?"

"Ten, but I don't sell..."

The bookseller subconsciously said, but the word "sell" has not been said yet. He only listened to the sound of a ringing bell. Ten copper coins were quickly thrown on the bookstore. The literary literary man named Zhang Qingbai took the book, and he said nothing. go.

"Hey! Your buns!"

......

"Hey!"

In the Shaozhang Counselor's Office, a rush of footsteps rang through the house. Just two hours later, a Confucian disciple hurried into Li Junyi's room. The weather is not hot, but this Confucian disciple is covered in cold sweat and looks extremely upset.

"The son, it's not good. The foreign king has a book on the other side. Now Luoyang is expensive, the city is full of sensation, and there is almost one person in the capital. The situation is extremely bad!"

"Oh, isn't it? Think about it from time to time, he has almost counterattacked, but the counterattack he thought of was to write a book?"

Li Junyi smiled lightly, waved his hand, and calmed down, and did not move. Whether it is the disarmament of the Tang Dynasty, or the anti-war process, and then count the things that were placed in the three training camps before, calculate the time, if you do not want to sit still, there should be movement.

If Wang Chong does nothing, he will be really surprised.

"The son, no, this time is different! You can see it when you look at it!"

Unexpectedly, when I heard Li Junxi’s words, the cold sweat of the Confucian disciples on the forehead was more, and the whole person became more anxious. He seems to have a thousand words in his heart, but he does not know how to express it. He only has an urgent face, and he simply opens a bag around him and handed over the book purchased in the market.

Li Junyi spread a piece of rice paper, and originally spread it on the top. When the Confucian disciple handed it over, Li Junyi didn't care, but just looked at it and saw the simple page on the book. The five words of the single, Li Junxi stunned, suddenly changed his face.

"Take me a look!"

The look of Li Junxi suddenly became solemn. The brush with the thick ink was placed on the rice paper and was stained with a large piece. He did not notice.

"Oh la la!"

After taking the book from the Confucian disciples and opening the title page, Li Junxi just looked at it and the whole person suddenly got hit. The blood on his face suddenly faded, and there was no initial calm, calm, confident, and chic.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!..."

Looking at the book in his hand, Li Jun trembled and his face became more and more white. For the first time in his life, Li Junxi was in a mess. At that moment, he finally understood the Confucian disciple who reported the letter. Why is it so flustered and so uneasy? This is not a simple book at all. This book is the root of the entire Confucianism and Confucianism.

......

"Boom!"

Whether it is Li Junyi or Confucianism, or the old-age teacher in the middle of the DPRK and Qi Wang and others, no one has thought that Wang Chong’s counterattack is so fierce, such a hegemony, such a horror.

From the recall of Khorasan, Wang Chong has been deprived of all military power, and in the hall, the Great Emperor, Li Linyi, Qi Wang, Laotai Division, and Li Junxi, have almost completely monopolized the Chaogang, and the people originally I thought that even if Wang Chong had great ability, he couldn’t look down on any wind and rain. However, no one expected that there would be no military power in hand, no power in the grip, and the counterattack initiated by Wang Chong’s squally showers could not be achieved by any military power and political power.

Because Wang Chong’s attack is directed at the people!

"Strong power is truth, weak meat and strong food..., so remarks, set the righteousness and ethics of my Tang Dynasty!"

In a bamboo forest of the capital, an old Confucius looked at the letters in his hand, and the whole popularity shook.

"Heterodox! This is the heresy of the red fruit! Those who dare to make such remarks should be hanged!"

In another place, a violent character, a great Confucian scholar named after the capital, after reading this book, the palm of his hand was shot on the table, the whole person was furious.

"A prince of Datang, who said this kind of remarks, is not as good as a pig!"

It is also a place where four or five people who criticized Wang Chong in the parade gathered together, one by one.

......

However, without mentioning the reaction of Confucian scholars in Beijing, when "Power is the truth" was fully released in Beijing, the sensation and impact caused by it was unimaginable for everyone. The history of thousands of years in the Middle Kingdom has never preceded the publication of literary books by the generals. In particular, the book is also the name of Wang Chong’s alien king. The effect in Beijing is even more unimaginable.