The Great Tang: World Martial God

With the steel material innovation, many things that Tang Hao had to do were solved easily.

It stands to reason that such a place with heavy weapons in the military needs to be fenced off by erecting city walls.

But earlier, Tang Wangnian and later would expand and repair, so he only ordered an imperial army soldier to be on guard here.

Unexpectedly, a lot of trouble was greatly reduced at this time.

Changsun Wuji simply doubled the entire scale. Spears, heavy knives, and agricultural implements, and armor pieces, each drew four different areas, each performing its own duties.

Tang Hao, who had stayed in the workshop for three days, was able to leave the workshop and was yelled at by the fierce Ronggong.

"Tang Guogong, your majesty summoned."

In the usual time, this grandfather can always joke with himself a few words, or will directly explain why.

But today is a little bit different. He glanced at Cheng Chumo, who was playing with a spear, and Chang Sun Chong, who clapped his hands.

Tang Hao guessed that the situation was serious, so he went to his two friends.

Grandpa Ronggong led the way, slightly arched, looking particularly dull.

Tang Hao followed behind, guessing for a long while, but couldn't help but ask.

"Duke Rong, is the palace cloudy or sunny today?"

The figure in front stopped, his face was sad, and he sighed lightly.

"Let's talk about it when you get in the carriage!"

"The sky is falling down!"

The two short words still surprised Tang Hao.

Now it is almost December, and the imperial city is calm and calm, and even many of the people are reminiscing about the scene at the New Year's Day last year.

There are also more vendors on the street, which seems to be happy and peaceful, and there is a little bit of tension there.

The sky is falling.

What the **** is this day?

When thoughts were flying, the carriage made of ebony and covered with gold thread was already in sight.

Stepping into the carriage, Tang Hao left this barren land with Father Rong.

Amid the shouts of the coachman, the carriage slowly moved, and the wheel axles creaked over the uneven ground.

Grandpa Rong raised a corner of the carriage curtain and looked at the withered trees and barren hills outside, his face even more sad.

"Tang Hao! The sky of the imperial city has fallen, and the sky of your majesty has fallen."

Grandpa Rong seemed to be frozen, looking at the monotonous mine scenery outside the window, muttering in his mouth.

Tang Hao looked at the gray-haired big eunuch, it seemed that the white hair on the temples had increased a lot than before.

I had never found out before, as if suddenly, this grandfather seemed to be getting older.

The wait was not long. The grandpa looked at him for a moment, then slowly lowered the curtain, tears in his eyes.

"Tang Hao, the prince is stunned... Your majesty's eldest son... stunned..."

Before the words were finished, the old tears fell in the eyes of the grandpa.

As a veteran who has not been with the King of Tang for dozens of years, he can experience the heart-wrenching feeling of the King of Tang today.

Li Chengqian took care of him from the infant to the eight-foot man who finally grew up in Yushu and faces the wind.

Especially such an **** who has no successors has a special affection for his children.

Hearing the sad news of Li Chengqian this time is no less than the pain of a father's loss of his son.

Li Chengqian is dead?

Hearing the bad news, Tang Hao's heart trembled suddenly.

A generation of Tang princes, his life was rough and rugged, and he finally lay in loess when he was exiled to Qianzhou.

Counting the time, Li Chengqian in history also died in depression during the seventeen years of Zhenguan! Surprisingly similar to this time and space.

Grandpa Rong took up his sleeves and wiped the old tears on his face, as if he was stunned.

"I saw this child grow up with my own eyes."

"I am timid by nature, afraid of your majesty, and trembling in everything you do, for fear of annoying your majesty, the queen..."

"Thousands should never ride that horse... I broke my leg, my temper changed drastically... I made a mistake... This kid, I almost can't keep him..."

In the chattering, the face of Ronggong also fluctuated.

Sometimes excited and angered, hating iron can't make steel, sometimes feeling deeply moved, feeling unbearable.

Looking at the tearful father-in-law, Tang Hao slowly supported his arm.

"My Lord, I can understand the pain of your majesty."

"Tang must patiently persuade Your Majesty to take care of the dragon body."

Slowly turning his head back, the sorrowful face of Lord Ronggong was covered with tears, said.

"Tang Hao, you have always been a generous child, and everything in the past will return to dust and dirt to dirt."

"Those stupid things that your Royal Highness did are wiped out, don't blame him, he is also a person who went astray and went the wrong way..."

Tang Hao nodded repeatedly, and clenched Father Rong's arm.

"This is the case with all royal affairs in the world, not to mention the fact that His Royal Highness didn't hurt me at all. How can I blame it."

"Your Majesty... how is he now?"

The grandson empress died, and the later emperor Li Yuan passed away for many years, but now it is Li Chengqian who is a young man.

Tang Hao was really afraid that Tang Wang, who was already in a doubt, would fall ill.

Hearing this, the grandfather slowly shook his head, his voice was already hoarse.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, he... has fallen ill!"