The first thousand five hundred ninety two chapters

A massive tens of thousands of Hu people protested, with the strength of the picket team, and the end of more than 20,000 Hu people into prison. The article of Wang Chong also caused a huge shock in the entire capital.

All the Hu people have converged a lot after this. Even the envoys of various countries in Beijing have made special appearances, telling the Hu people of all countries that in the Tang Dynasty, they must strictly abide by the laws of Datang and must not make unsatisfactory times.

On the other side of the court, they also issued orders to the local governments, demanding that all Hu people be treated equally and treated like the Han people. They must not be deliberately appeased to the Hu people.

......

In the northwest corner of the capital, in the deep temple of Merlin.

"Brother!"

Li Junxi’s Bi Gong Bi Jing bowed his head in the hall.

"Eh!"

There was a long sigh in the hall. Zhu Zi held Wang Chong’s list and looked at Li Junxi in front of him and shook his head.

"Do you know where you are wrong in this game?"

"Please ask the brothers!"

There was a lot of disappointment in Zhu’s eyes. Li Junxi did not speak and his head was lower. For his brother, Li Junyi has always been sincerely respected.

"The reason why you lose this game is not because you are not familiar with the laws of Datang, you don't know the order of Datang Gaozu, but because you let the hearts of the people give up, you are not lost in the picket. It was lost to his list."

Zhu Shake shook his head and looked at the list again.

The younger son of Wang, who wrote the power of truth, was reprimanded by him as a heresy and a demon. But the list he wrote, or more accurately, the song he handed to the great emperor, even Zhu Zi also had to admit that in the matter of reason, into the wood three points. It is no wonder that this letter can win the cheers of the people of the capital.

"The people lose, how do you achieve the world's great harmony? You should reflect on this matter!"

Zhu Zi Shen Sheng.

"Jun is right!"

Li Junxi was sincere and did not argue in half a sentence.

The hall quickly fell into silence.

......

Oh la la!

With this wave of conflict, countless homing pigeons fly in all directions.

Among all the homing pigeons, a fist-sized eagle squats all the way to the mountains and heads straight to the Usszang Plateau in the northwest. After a few days, it was like a sharp arrow, and it was not in the palace of Ustzang in this plateau.

In the palace, the aroma is awkward, and the air is filled with a scent of butter-flavored tea.

Hey!

A soft bang, one of the palms of the smoke, stretched out, and quickly held the fist-sized eagle.

"Sure enough! It seems that the dispute between the soldiers and the Confucianism in Datang is far from over. That person, it is not so easy to deal with."

In the hall, the great discussion of Qinling’s head was slightly tilted, and he said to himself.

In the letter from the capitalist Tang, there are only a few words:

"Mo Chi was arrested and his actions failed!"

For this result, it seems that Qinling is not particularly surprised. It is possible to kill the people of Daqin Ruozan, and how could it be so easy to deal with it.

Mo Chi did not listen to his advice and personally tried the insurance. When he gathered the Hu people from all over the country to gather at the gate of the Jingshi Palace, he was already doomed to fail, and the failure would cost him.

"The big picture, Mo Chi is dead, what do we do next?"

Just behind the ancient Qinling, a short and sturdy, but extremely dangerous feeling, Ush Zangwu will open.

"No need! Someone is already in action."

Daqin Qin Xiao smiled.

......

A picket team fell out of thin air, inciting the political structure of the entire capital, and reviving the order of the Emperor Gaozu in the hearts of the people. As the curtain fell, the conflict temporarily disappeared. But the undercurrents are always raging.

Qi Wang’s house.

In a purple-gold sandalwood chair, Qi Wang does not move, his eyebrows are wrinkled, and behind him, the goat must be a counselor, the North Sea is three old, and the talented people around Qi Wang are all gathered together, and the atmosphere is very different. .

They were rushed over from the command of Qi Wang, but from now until now, Qi Wang has been sitting there and motionless, and from time to time will swear a few words, no one knows what he is thinking.

Qi Wang does not speak, and others can only speak silently.

After a while, I saw that Qi Wang still had no movement. In the room, the eyes of the three old people in Beihai and all of them gathered together on the goats' counselors, and a pressure came together.

The intentions of the people were self-evident, and the counselors of the goats were pale, and the cold sweat on their foreheads had leaked out.

Qi Wang’s temper is moody. If he interrupts him when he is contemplating, the consequences are unpredictable. In Qi Wang’s house, the servants and guards who have lost their lives because of all kinds of things have lost their lives.

"His Royal Highness..."

The goat must be courageous and tempted.

However, the words have not been spoken yet, and a familiar voice is heard in the ear.

"You are all here!"

On the purple gold sandalwood chair, Qi Wang did not know when to open his eyes.

"His Royal Highness!"

Everyone in the room bowed their heads. While the goats had to be advisers, they took a sigh of relief and felt a sense of escape.

"His Highness, I don't know what it is for you to recruit us."

Goats must be careful.

"There is something important to give to you!"

Qi Wang suddenly spoke, and for a while he seemed to want to understand a lot.

"Remember that at the entrance of the palace, the alien king shot the sword of the three old palms of the North Sea? The swordsmanship is unique in the whole Tang Dynasty, and only one person can teach, I need you to find this thing for me. Clearly."

The whole picket event was most impressed by Qi Wang, not the establishment of the picket team, nor the order of the Gaozu, but the set of ghosts and ghosts that Wang Chong shot.

Su Zhengchen!

This name is a taboo in the entire Tang Dynasty. The Taizong legacy of the year was like a cage, and the most legendary existence of the Tang Dynasty was imprisoned. Who can get the recognition of Su Zhengchen, who can pass on his innocent force, as well as the unparalleled art of war, this is the most powerful power in the world.

Have this powerful power, even even...

Qi Wang did not think about it anymore.

But everything about Su Zhengchen is a huge secret. The most terrible thing is that when the Taizong was killed, the people who entered the Sufu died! This is the ban that the entire Tang Dynasty, even the royal family can not violate.

And generation after generation of the Tang Dynasty King, including the Emperor, each generation of the king is not to cut open this cage, but to constantly reinforce, making this the iron law of Datang. It is even rumored that there is a special iron guard in the palace, which specializes in handling the emperors and grandsons who are good at the Soviet government.

And unlike other people, Qi Wang had checked the files in the palace long time ago, and these files clearly recorded some emperors who had violated the ban, were severely severed, and even executed, all of which were reserved for Qi Wang. I was deeply impressed.

Therefore, from the palace, although he wants to know the answer, he has serious concerns and cannot fully implement his hands and feet.

Only when this thought took root, Qi Wang’s heart could not be pulled out. After all, these people were recruited.

"Remember! You can't leave any clues anyway, otherwise the king can't spare you!"

Qi Wang Shen channel.

"It is Your Royal Highness!"

The hall quickly returned to calm.

......

Time passed slowly, late at night, when the whole capital was slowly quiet, and everyone in the teahouse was still talking about the incident in front of the palace, the Jingshili, the repressed, isolated from the house of the whole capital, ushered in Guests.

"Hey!"

The back door of Sufu, a soft tapping sound, three times in the moment, Wang Chong a blue casual dress, hair with a white jade crown, and came alone.

Sufu was quiet, and there was no sound at all. It is like the other world behind the wooden door.

"Is it a brother? Come in, Master has been waiting for you for a long time!"

With the sound of a young child, the wooden door suddenly opened and slammed open.

Inside the Sufu, an eccentric child, peeping his head out, just glanced at him and immediately pulled Wang Chong into the Soviet Union.

Sufu is quiet, although he has seen several faces with Su Zhengchen, but this Suguo Wangchong is still in it for the first time.

be quiet.

This is the first feeling of Wang Chong. Looking around, in the backyard of the entire Sufu, several eucalyptus trees with thin leaves stand, and the ground is covered with thick leaves.

"Xiao Jian, this is..."

Wang Chong glanced at him and subconsciously bowed to Xiao Jianjian.

"It’s none of my business. I said that I want to smash these leaves, but Master said, everything must be in accordance with nature. I don’t know what it means. Anyway, it is like this."

Xiao Jianjian spit out his tongue and shrugged his shoulders.

"natural?"

Wang Chong's brow wrinkled, thoughtfully, as if thinking of something. However, he did not wait until he carefully understood the meaning of it, and he heard the voice of Xiao Jianjian.

"Come on! Master didn't leave his house before. I heard that you came here. I specially prepared a table for you, but I haven't seen him so happy for a long time."

Wang Chong’s heart was slightly shocked and was quickly pulled forward by Xiao Jianjian.

Sujiafu, there has been no repair of a single or more, and even the red paint on the door is mottled.

However, as the legend of Datang, the most powerful existence of the battle, Su Zhengchen's residence is far larger than imagined, even more than many of the current princely residences.

Datang is rewarded according to merits. Nearly a hundred years ago, the Sujia Mansion was already so large, and it is conceivable that the Soviet Union in the peak period was so prominent.

Passing through several abandoned wing rooms, just under a few withered eucalyptus trees, Wang Chong once again saw Su Zhengchen, and like Wang Chong’s impression, there was no such thing as the imposing manner in Su Zhengchen’s body, nor the majesty of identity. luxurious.

Su Zhengchen’s robes are sitting like an ordinary old man. Under his body is a bamboo chair with a simple wooden table in front of him. There are several side dishes on the wooden table, a glass of wine, two Small white porcelain cups.

In the middle of the wooden table is a small oil lamp that burns quietly.

Just look at this scene, and there is no difference between the ordinary people of the ordinary Chinese and the elderly who have passed the shackles of the year. It seems that it is not the Megatron/Military God of the Megatron.