The Human Emperor

Chapter 1,345

"wrong!"

Wang Chong shook his head and suddenly looked up and looked at his hands and palms. His own palms are white, slender, and the fine lines on the back of the hand are clearly visible, lifelike, and through the fingertips, Wang Chong can even feel the cool atmosphere in the room, and the airflow swaying through the fingers.

That feeling is too real, too subtle, not a dream.

The eyes swept over the one-finger cover. Wang Chong clearly saw that the fingernails reflected the faint white light in the room. Everything was so meticulous and so real.

"how come?"

Wang Chong’s heart was in utter gloom, and his mind was blank.

It is impossible to have a sense of touch in a dream, and it is even more impossible to have such a delicate sense of warmth and detail. For a moment, Wang Chong’s heart is also confused.

Reality and illusion, the past and the present, all intertwined. He was convinced of his own experience in the Northwest.

But now, all these beliefs have suddenly been shaken.

The Wang conflict did not dare to be so sure.

What made him even more uneasy was that the whole body was sore and the chaotic meridians in the body were very similar to the situation in which he was enchanted in the study. Can it be said that the so-called northwest trip is actually just the illusion of his demise. After the coma in the study, it was not forcibly taken to the northwest by Master.

In fact, all this is his illusion, his dream.

All these thoughts passed through my mind, and Wang Chong’s heart suddenly became chaotic.

Everything in front of you can't tell the truth.

"You just woke up and took a rest. Auntie, Your Highness, let's step back and let him cultivate for a while."

Xu Xiaoqin's pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

A group of people quickly left and retired from the room.

The room quickly quieted down. Wang Chong sat alone on the bed, but his heart could not be calm for a long time.

"What is going on with all this?"

Wang Chong muttered to himself.

The texture of the ebony is unique underneath, and the smell can be smelled in the nose. If it is really in a dream, it is impossible to be so real.

“Did I really stun for seven days and seven nights?”

Wang Chong went to the window, and his heart went up and down. A ray of sunshine passed through the gap of the window, and it came in and fell on Wang Chong. The warm feeling was so real that Wang Chong could not say a word.

Pushing open the door, Wang Chong went out, in front of the familiar garden pool, a house of the king's house, flying and arching, row upon row.

Wang Chong could even see the pattern of flowers and birds on the glazed tiles, and a flying bird that fell on the ridge and beat.

When Wang Chong recalled his trip to the northwest, he found that the original clear memory suddenly became blurred, and it was really like a big dream.

"Maybe it’s really a dream!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed a thought and finally accepted his situation.

"Hey!"

When I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a fierce knock on the door. Soon, Wang Chong heard the angry voice of Xu Keyi and others.

"Bastard! Who will let you come over! Give me a roll!"

"Oh, the comer is a guest. I heard that the alien king is ill and has been unconscious. After we heard about it, we specially sent a gift, and we will not be so stingy!"

Soon, a voice came from outside the courtyard wall, which sounded full of jokes, and faintly gave people a feeling of being unwilling.

"Roll! Don't be too much, even if you are rich in Confucianism, if it is not our prince, do you think that you may be in the middle of the Confucianism?"

"Our prince does not welcome you guys!"

Far from another angry voice, Chen Bin could not help but anger.

Soon, some of the servants were stunned and involved, and the Wangjiafu gate was a noisy one.

"stop!"

It was at this time that a voice came and interrupted everyone.

Wang Jiada, Xu Keyi, Chen Bin and many other Wang family guards, all gathered together, everyone looked at the figure outside the gate, one by one indignant.

And when they heard the movement behind them, everyone turned their heads, but they saw the familiar figure behind them stunned.

"grown ups!"

In a flash, everyone bowed their heads, but they saw that Wang Chong didn’t know when he was behind them.

"Retreat!"

Wang Chong opened the door. His face was pale and pale and still weak.

When I heard Wang Chong’s words, everyone was all right and gave Wang Chong a way.

"Oh, Wang Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

And almost at the same time, before Wang Chong heard, the ridiculous voice of the playful voice, once again sounded:

"All said that Wang Ye was in a coma for seven days and seven nights. His heart was suffocating and it was difficult to dissolve. I couldn’t think of the legend as a fake. It turned out that Wang Ye had already woken up!"

"It's you!"

Wang Chong turned his head and looked at the sound. He saw the door of the Wang family and several figures stood up. The head of the man was wearing a black robes, long hair and a pair of eyes staring at Wang Chong. It looked unruly and full of provocative taste.

Wang Chong did not have an impression of this person's appearance, but the breath of his body, Wang Chong, remembered clearly. It was on the day of the drunken moon, and Yum is paying homage to the "sword ghost" of the sword.

Behind him, a man and a woman, two Confucian masters, holding a brocade box, is obviously a gift in his mouth.

"Let's go! Don't deceive too much!"

When I heard the sword ghost, after Wang Chong, Xu Keyi, Chen Bin and others couldn’t help but anger, and they were angry and almost started.

What kind of gift, in fact, is to explore the real thing, deliberately come to Wang Chong. And if it weren't for them, how could Wang Ye vomit blood?

"enough!"

It was at this time that the king’s conflict was talking. He waved his hand to stop the crowd and then looked at the opposite sword ghost.

"Go back and tell your son, his gift is accepted by the king. Just say that the king thanked him for his kindness!"

Wang Chong looked calm and did not seem to be angry at all. When he heard this, the opposite swordsman and others suddenly stopped.

Obviously Wang Chong's reaction is completely different from what they imagined, but soon the sword ghost reacted.

"Oh, the prince is really elegant, it seems that the lord of the army is really relieved. If so, let's leave here!"

The sword ghost said a little ritual.

"Fang Jun?"

When he heard the sword ghost, Wang Chong’s brow was a steep pick.

"How? Wang Ye still doesn't know?"

The sword ghost had already turned and was about to leave. Hearing this sentence immediately stopped and looked at Xu Keyi and others behind Wang Chong:

"What? Didn't they tell the prince?"

Wang Chong’s brow immediately understood what he was looking at. He looked back at Xu Keyi and they looked at them. In an instant, everyone changed their faces and they bowed their heads.

Outside the gate, the sword ghost saw what this scene suddenly understood.

"It turned out that they still yelled at the prince. If this is the case, it is not convenient to say more in the next, let me go!"

The sword ghost smiled slightly, and his mouth showed a strange smile, and soon led the crowd to go.

......

"What is going on with all this?"

In the study, Wang Chong looked at the people in front of him and suddenly opened his mouth.

"This……"

Xu Keyi and Chen Bin glanced at each other, and several people hesitated, but under the pressure of Wang Chong, the people still said it.

"In fact, during the time when Wang was in a coma, a lot of things happened. There was no prince and they contend with them. Confucianism and the Great Emperor, etc., completely mastered the court. Plus the prince vomited blood, coma for seven days and seven nights, Song Wang, they all heart Sad Wang’s injury.”

"Without the king's advice, the Confucian collusion of the great emperor finally succeeded in passing the terms of the complete abolition of the army. Just a few days ago, the court had completed all the abolition of the army and had destroyed all the rosters. Later, Even if you want to recall them again, it’s impossible."

"More than that, Confucianism, the great emperor and the prime minister, together with Qi Wang, joined forces, taking advantage of this time, completely stripping the Song Wang's military power and withdrawing his rights in the military."

"In addition, during this period of time, Confucianism sent a large number of Confucian and Guardian troops to the army. The forces of the entire military were weakened to the extreme, and almost all belonged to the control of Confucianism."

......

Everyone said a word to me, and he suddenly said that Wang Chong was in a coma.

Despite the experience of the predecessors in the underground stone room, it has already seen a lot, but after hearing the news from everyone, Wang Chong still feels a sting in his heart.

Said to be put down in the heart, but worked hard for so long, paid so much effort, so many soldiers died, but in the end it was destroyed, how to be willing.

What's more, this dispute between the Confucianism and the Confucianism is related to the continuation of the qi of the Middle Kingdom of China and the survival of the world.

"You all go out! I want to be alone."

The king’s conflict was in the hands of the hand.

"Yes! Adult!"

Xu Keyi and others flashed a bit into the eyes and quickly retired.

And Wang Chong stood there motionless. For a long time, Wang Chong finally couldn't help but make a long sigh.

Pushing open the door, Wang Chong went out from the study room, went through the garden pool, and walked out from the gate. On the way, even if a servant saw Wang Chong, no one dared to stop it.

It’s so embarrassing, it’s like flashing thousands of thoughts in my mind, and I don’t seem to think about anything. When Wang Chong returns to God, it has already appeared in the bustling streets.

All eyes are on the market, selling rancid gouache, rushing, the merchants who are behind the scenes, and the butchers who are selling loudly in the pavilion.

However, in these bustling crowds, Wang Chong saw a number of special figures. They had big beards, long robes, and eagle-eyed noses with a thick, exotic accent.

Hu people!

These cattle, who are high in horses, are in the middle of the unfamiliar Tang language, and they are in various places. Many people have a strong and fierce atmosphere.