The Human Emperor

The first thousand six hundred and fifty-eight chapters

After Wang Chong finished, he stared at Song Wang and waited for his answer.

I saw the bed, and Song Wang’s eyes showed a slight hesitation. His eyes trembled and wanted to move, but he was hesitating. It seemed to be a little scruples, or it was not too sure.

The silence in the room, the old butler and Zhang Qiuqiong did not speak.

The encounter of Song Wang is of great importance. If it is not done well, it will lead to a fierce court turmoil. No one dares to interrupt in this time.

Time passes slowly in this silence.

On the bed, Song Wang’s lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t make a sound, and looked at Wang Chong, who was close at hand.

Seeing the eyes of Song Wang, Zhang Qiqi and Qiong on the side, can not help but linger.

Whether it is a business or a private matter, he and Song Wang have also been in contact with many times, but Zhang Qiu and Qiong rarely saw the complex look in the eyes of Song Wang.

Song Wang’s expression is heavy and he does not seem to care too much about his own affairs. On the contrary, there is an unreasonable expectation and dignity in the eyes. It seems that I want to tell Wang Chong what to say.

At that moment, even Zhang Qiu and Qiong could not help but shake the heart.

"I understand!"

Just in the silence, Wang Chong’s voice rang in the room. Wang Chong took a long breath and slowly stood up from the bed. Some things don't have to be put into the language. As long as one look, Wang Chong already understands.

"His Highness, you have a good rest. Let me come after the things that follow!"

Leaving this sentence, Wang Chong left with a heavy heart.

And almost as Wang Chong walked out of the room, a hurried footstep came from behind, and at the same time, a voice rang from the ear:

"Things... is it really serious enough to be this way?"

I don't know when, Zhang Qiu and Qiong followed. His brows were wrinkled, and there was a thick haze in his eyebrows, which seemed to be very heavy.

Wang Chong did not speak, stopped, and some things were no longer expressed in words.

"So, is it really a big prince?"

Zhang Qiu and Qiong finally couldn’t help but ask this sentence.

"I can't think of another answer."

Wang Chong faintly said:

"And, I am only worried now, this is just the beginning!"

"Hey!"

When I heard this sentence, Zhang Qiu and Qiong were shocked and suddenly changed their faces.

"This, but how come..."

At this moment, Zhang Qiu and Qiong muttered to himself, and it seemed that he could not accept this answer. The Great Emperor is the eldest son of the Holy Emperor, the first heir to the throne, and the Holy Emperor as the Regent. The meaning has been revealed.

No accident, the future emperor is him!

Why did he do this?

Moreover, this is the Song King! How dare he dare, is there no scruples in his heart?

Zhang Qiu and Qiong are also people who have experienced great winds and waves, but this moment, his heart is heavy. Although nothing can be seen in front of him, but Zhang Qiu and Qiong clearly feel that there seems to be a huge wave in the darkness, which is sweeping toward it.

This huge wave will cover the sky and will change the sky of the entire Tang Dynasty!

Wang Chong did not speak. This matter may be shocking and unexpected for Zhang Qiu and Qiongqiong. It is still difficult to accept, but for Wang Chong, everything is already very clear:

From the beginning of the harem incident, to the Big Buddha Temple to recruit tens of thousands of families, and then to recall Gao Xianzhi, master the Anxidu garrison, and find ways to transfer themselves to Lingnan..., everything is pointing A person.

In addition to the one of Song Wang’s affairs, Wang Chong couldn’t think of anyone who had more motivation and reason to do so.

"You are too eager! Not yours, after all, not yours!"

Wang Chong’s thoughts flashed through his thoughts. His sleeves glimpsed and he quickly left the house of Song Wang.

......

The situation of Song Wang is far from optimistic.

According to Zheng Shenji and a group of doctors, the other party is highly toxic and sinister, and it is unheard of, and it is unseen to see it. It is far from being so simple.

However, with the help of Wang Chong, Song Wang has already passed the most dangerous difficulties, and then, it is a good nursed back.

In addition, whether it is before waking up or after waking up, Song Wang did not mention the process of harming him and poisoning, even if Wang Chong asked the same, this is always a huge mystery.

If the Emperor of the Great sent a murder, what could not be said?

However, despite this, Wang Chong is secretly sending people to investigate this matter. In any case, Wang Chong must find someone who secretly poisons Song Wang.

However, even Wang Chong couldn't think of it. When he investigated the Song King incident, there was another unexpected development.

"Wang Ye, there is progress!"

Three days later, when Wang Chong was in charge of investigating the assassination of Song Wang in the hall of the foreign king's palace, Zhang Queshang had an eagle on his shoulder, his cheeks fluttering red, and excitedly came in from the outside.

"Wang, remember the jade that we asked us to check? We found someone who knows the origin of the jade!"

A moment later, in Wang Chong’s astonished gaze, an old jademan who was over a year old, dressed in a white-washed blue-gray robe, walked in from the outside of the hall.

"Grassmen Du Jiangcheng met with Wang Ye!"

The old jadesmith walked into the hall and respected Wang Chong on the main hall.

"The old lady please, don't have to pay more!"

Wang Chong quickly got up and greeted him.

"Old Zhang, do you really know that piece of jade?"

Before, Wang Chong had already asked almost all the experienced jade masters in the capital, but no one knew the origin of the jade on the ghost's waist. Wang Chong originally thought that this matter had already been hoped for, but he never thought of it, but there would be a turning point at this time.

"The portrait of the prince, the grass people have some impressions in their hearts, but there are still some questions that must be asked to the prince to know the answer."

The old jade craftsman said.

"Oh?"

Wang Chong’s brows were slightly raised, and his heart was a big surprise:

"The old man please say."

"In the portrait of Wang Ye, the ancient jade is about seven inches and six cents. The grass people want to ask, is this painting by Wang Ye according to the true size of the ancient jade? The ancient jade is also seven inches and six inches. Minute?"

Old jade craftsman.

When Wang Chong heard this, his body was slightly shocked and his heart was very unexpected. He did not think that the old jade would ask about the size of the ancient jade, and the other party also directly estimated the size of the ancient jade on the portrait, and even accurate points, obviously the experience and eyesight of the old jade craftsmanship are extremely amazing.

"The portrait is not based on the actual size. The real ancient jade should be about eight inches."

Wang Chongdao.

"No wonder, this is right! If I guess it is correct, it should be eight inches and seven cents in length."

The old jade whispered to himself, as if he finally solved the doubts in his heart.

"There is one last question!"

As the old jademan spoke, he reached out into his arms as he stretched out a thin palm. Soon with the sound of a groan, the old jade craftsman took a piece of paper from his arms, and the rice paper slowly spread out, revealing a portrait of an ancient jade, which was the portrait of the ancient jade painted by Wang Chong.

"Wang Ye's paintings have been painted very vividly, but still some are not fine enough. The grass people want to ask Wang Ye, this part of the ancient jade, is there some fine as a spider silk, as if the roots are general."

"This……"

When I heard this, Wang Chong was very surprised. It was obvious that the questions asked by the old jade craftsmen were too detailed. Even if he was, he had never thought about it before. The portrait of the ancient jade can draw the exact shape and the main pattern carvings, and how can it draw the fine lines above.

And it was still at night, the light was dim, and there was only a glimpse of the time, where it would be so meticulous.

"wrong!"

Wang Chongzheng wants to say that he can't remember clearly. Suddenly, his brow wrinkles and he thinks of something. Although the time is hasty, it is impossible to see it so carefully. However, as the strongest person into the micro-environment, the most basic feature is that it has strong insight and can feel the changes of various subtle energies between heaven and earth.

The powerful mental power makes Wang Chong able to keep these small places in mind, even in my mind.

Although the Ghost King was in a hurry, Wang Chong clearly remembered that when he left, there was a moment, and the surface of the jade was faintly flashing a rainbow of light.

"It's not a spider's root, it's... some tiny **** lines!"

The king’s conflict was open.

When I heard Wang Chong’s words, the old jade screamed, as if it had been pinned, and looked up to Wang Chong, and looked excited:

"It's **** lines, it's **** lines! Nothing wrong! It must be Gao Changyu!"

On the old cheeks of the old man, this time there was an excitement of redness, just like a person encounters the most precious and most dreaming things in life.

"Gao Changyu, eight inches and seven cents, can't think of the old man's years, but he can still get in touch with this kind of thing at the last moment of his life!"

In the hall, Wang Chong and Zhang Que face each other, and the reaction of the old jade craftsmanship is greatly unexpected, but no matter what, he should know the origin of this kind of thing.

"Old Zhang, you said this is a Gaochang jade? Is this jade very special?"

Wang Chong asked.

"Haha, the ancient jade that you see on the surface with **** lines is Gaochangyu, and Gaochang people also call it blood jade. It is the best in jade. The old jade in the middle school can handle a Gaochangyu in his life. It’s really a lifetime of death without regrets."

The old jade craftsman was pleased that the whole person's look and temperament were completely different.

Wang Chong's brow is slightly wrinkled. Although he has never heard of Gao Changyu, but from the reaction of the old jade craftsman, this should be a kind of jade.

“Gao Changyu is the best in jade, and the quality is extremely high. In the past, this was specially used for tribute. It was used exclusively by the royal family. It was not accessible to ordinary people!”

"Hey!"

When I heard this, Wang Chong and Zhang Ke’s heart were shocked. The two did not think of it, the ancient jade would actually be a tribute.

The tributes of the royal family, only the empress of the Holy Queen's Palace, some of the favored emperors, and the extremely important ministers of the imperial court can be reached.

The ghost king will actually wear this kind of thing, which makes the whole thing seem extraordinary and intriguing!