Martial Sage

Mid-December.

Above the court, the behavior of the officials secretly recruited by the princes has intensified.

However, King Tang seemed to ignore this undercurrent surging court.

Until an urgent report came from the Southwest, the officials boiled again.

The old techniques of the Tubo kingdom were re-implemented, and the Tuyuhun, a Kingdom of the Tang Dynasty, was once captured!

The Tang dynasty was furious in the court hall, flicked his sleeves and swung his division south.

December 17th.

Tang Wang Yujia personally consigned!

The streets of Chang'an, which were cold in the past, are now crowded with people.

In the imperial city, all the Jinwu guards rushed out, with solemn expressions, standing proudly everywhere on the corner of Chang'an Street.

Zhao Zhongzhong will line up neatly outside the gate of the imperial city, lined up to greet them.

Along with the stirring drums of war, the six-horse horse-drawn chariot in silver armor slowly walked out of the palace gate.

Under the huge canopy.

King Tang wore a golden armor and a tasseled crown, standing majestic on the chariot.

In the sun, the gold is sparkling, so don't look directly at it.

The sound of horseshoes gradually ceased, and Wang Wang waved his hand slowly.

In a moment, the sound of drums and human voices gradually ceased.

There was silence in front of the entire palace gate.

A vigorous voice came slowly from the chariot.

"The Queen's funeral, Datang, the whole country is sad."

"Of course, Southwestern Tubo is ready to move, deceiving my own country, and is likely to provoke Tang Guowei."

"I, today, I will follow the fate of the gods, take the lead, sweep Tubo, and shake the country's prestige!"

As soon as the voice fell, the people of the city knelt down and cheered loudly.

The officials in the line also slowly bowed to the ground.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

Neatly screams swept across the palace gate and rushed towards the streets of Chang'an.

At this moment, the whole Changan seemed to be shaking.

The powerful scream broke through the clouds and went straight to the sky.

The birds above the sky were also disturbed by this majestic sound, flapping their wings and turning their heads.

King Tang on the chariot slowly swept his gaze over the officials on both sides, and there was a touch of relief in his eyes.

With a deafening shout, Tang Hao slightly raised his head to meet Wang Wang's gaze.

It was as if at this moment, Tang Hao saw the young figure who had fought the battle.

The figure on the chariot pointed at Tang Hao and nodded slightly.

Tang Hao read a touch of ardent hope from that look in his eyes.

It's like an elder's sustenance for Junior.

The deafening sound, unceasingly.

In the midst of these waves, the chariot slowly passed by.

"Tang County! Come."

A shrill voice was looming, coming from behind Tang Hao.

Tang Hao turned his head to see that it was the grandpa who had stayed in Chang'an.

Seeing Father Ronggong's face solemn, Tang Hao got up and followed him slowly into the palace.

Passing through the palace wall, the voice in his ears gradually became quieter.

Tang Hao took a step forward and said.

"My Lord, today is a major event for your Majesty's personal conquest. You are calling, what is the so-called matter?"

After turning a few corridors, Lord Ronggong stopped, looked around, solemnly took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Tang Hao, and whispered.

"This was handed over to the old slave by the king of Tang before leaving, and asked the old slave to hand it over to General Tang."

Tang Hao reached out and took the envelope, his hand was heavy, as if there was something.

At this moment, Tang Hao suddenly realized it.

No wonder King Tang looked at Own at the gate of the palace, different from ordinary people.

It turned out that Tang Wang had already seen everything clearly. Perhaps he had already expected that during the expedition, there would be many variables in the palace.

And this envelope must be the last move left by King Tang.

When Tang Hao received the letter, Grandpa Rong became particularly serious, and said in a serious manner.

"Imperial City, this time it's all dependent on General Tang."

...

Into the night.

In the Viscount Mansion.

When the king of Tang went out, the training of recruits was suspended for one day.

At this moment, Tang Hao was sitting in the courtyard, holding the king's fate gold medal in his hand, looking at the stars in the sky, his mood was flying.

Wu Tong slowly stepped forward, caught a glimpse of the king's gold medal, and said solemnly.

"Master Hou, it seems that your Majesty has already noticed it."

As soon as he said this, Tang Hao smiled wryly, slowly retracted his gaze, and while lowering his head, he caught a glimpse of the gold medal glowing with a little light under the starlight, and said.

"More than perceiving, this most difficult problem has now been pushed to me."

Hearing this, Wu Tong smiled and said.

"It's hard work for those who are able. Master Hou is now the general with the most soldiers in Chang'an holding one hundred thousand new recruits."

"Looking at the entire Chang'an, I am afraid that only Lord Hou can take on such an arduous task."

Having said this, Wu Shunfeng said with a frown.

"There is one thing unknown to the subordinate."

"Although Lord Hou has a very high rank, he still has no military power in his hands."

"If there is a turmoil in this palace, as expected, how can you tell the soldiers?"

Hearing such inquiries, Tang Hao smiled dumbly and said.

"If I restore my military power, I'm afraid that there will be a change in this palace. The first mansion that suffers will be the Viscount Mansion."

"On the contrary, I, a person who only has a vacant position and no real power, will be much safer."

"Your Majesty, it's all about the trust these recruits have placed in me to make a bet."

After that, Tang Hao said lightly.

"The king of Tang definitely believes that I will respond with a hundred responses among the recruits and calm the storm."

"In other words, we have been in the game played by Tang Wangbu since the beginning."

Hearing Tang Hao's analysis, Wu Tong seemed to have some understanding, said.

"Tang Wang's trick can be regarded as hiding it from everyone in the court."

"I'm afraid that no one would have thought that this gold medal of fate will appear in the hands of Lord Hou."

Tang Hao smiled faintly and said.

"The undercurrent of the court is surging, your majesty has already seen it."

"This imperial conquest not only calmed the turmoil in the southwest, but also the turbulent court."

In a soft sigh, Tang Hao looked up at the sky and muttered.

"It should come, it will always come."

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