The Human Emperor

Chapter 1667

"Later Hou Hou defeated the army and was killed by Emperor Taizong. The Lingyan Pavilion also withdrew his name and portrait. This incident has dealt a great deal against Emperor Taizong and has a great shock to the entire empire."

Su Zhengchen said.

Wang Chong heard a deep frown. For those past events, Wang Chong did not experience it personally, so the feeling was not as profound as that of Su Zhengchen. However, according to Su Zhengchen’s statement, Hou Junji should have died, so what is the “Hou Junji” in front of him?

Moreover, from the age point of view, the other party is not like the sons of Hou Junji, grandchildren, not to mention the position of the knife on both faces, exactly the same as the position of Hou Junji’s portraits passed down by Lingyange. .

"It doesn't make sense. What is going on here? Is a dead person able to die and rise?"

Wang Chong’s heart is one after another.

"However, when I heard that Hou Junji was executed, there seemed to be something happening in the court. I was already imprisoned in the government, so the specific things were not known. But since then, Hou Junji has never been. When it appeared, the court announced that it was also Hou Junji’s death. I didn’t know it anymore, and I didn’t pay attention to it.”

Su Zhengchen’s voice was introduced into the ear at this time.

"Hey!"

The speaker did not intend to listen to the heart. When he heard this, Wang Chong’s heart was suddenly shocked, and he thought of something:

"A person who has been dead for a hundred years is unlikely to come back to life, but if that person has never died, then everything is completely different, and many things can be said. And if everything is as you think, Then there must be a great secret hidden in Hou Junji."

"If this person is really Hou Junji, then what must have happened in the law field that year. Just, who is saving Hou Junji!"

Wang Chong’s heart is one after another.

Behind all of this, it seems that there is a great mystery hidden. Wang Chong has a feeling that the appearance of Hou Junji is by no means simple. This time, the chaos of the Three Kings will probably change a lot.

"Chong Er, I don't know if the person you said is really Hou Junji, but if it is really him, you must be very careful. Hou Junji does whatever he wants. He only asks the result without asking the process. Both martial arts and military methods are second only to me. Over the years, with his strong learning ability, I am afraid that I have reached an extremely terrible point. And for so many years, there is no news of him, but at this time, it must be The picture is not small, you must be very cautious."

Su Zhengchen stared at Wang Chong, his eyes dignified. At that moment, looking at Su Zhengchen's face, even Wang Chong could not shake his heart.

"Chong Er, I promised to go over Taizong, I will not be involved in the church. I am afraid I can't help you, but I believe that with your ability, you should be able to get through this difficult situation. Don't say this, come, It’s rare for us to get together and accompany me to the next game."

Su Zhengchen suddenly spoke and ended the discussion about this matter in one sentence.

Knowing the identity of the ghost king, Wang Chong was already uneasy, but despite this, Wang Chong sat down and accompanied Su Zhengchen to the next game.

"How? Grandpa, ask if you are gone?"

From the back door of Sufu, a voice suddenly sounded in the ear. In the night, Zhang Yu was drilled from a hidden place and hurried up.

"Well, it is indeed him!"

Wang Chong opened the door.

"Ah? Is the old man who is willing to help us?"

Zhang bird opened the door. The more I understand the news of Hou Junji, the more I know about his past achievements, the more I feel the pressure.

Who can think that the adviser around the Great Emperor is such a legend? !

This kind of opponent has gone far beyond the normal scope.

"Oh, rest assured!"

Unexpectedly at this time, Wang Chong took a shot of Zhang's shoulder.

"Su's predecessors have actually shot!"

"what?!"

Zhang Que was suddenly dumbfounded, and the fog at the end did not know what Wang Chong was saying.

Wang Chong just smiled and did not explain too much. The sleeves were scornful and immediately went forward.

Although the seniors of the Soviet Union were subject to the vows of the year, they could not intervene in the affairs of the court. Before leaving, Su Zhengchen invited Wang Chong to accompany him to play the game. It seems to be ordinary. In fact, he has already drilled the military law of Hou Junji. Once again, indirect help Wang Chong.

"One pass" knows the way of Hou Junji's art of war, and it also means indirectly knowing the style of Hou Junji's acting and how to deal with him.

"call!"

When the wind swayed, Wang Chong took a step, and Zhang Que went one after the other and disappeared into the night.

......

Knowing ourselves and knowing each other, there is no war. Knowing the true identity of the ghost king, for Wang Chong, the fog in front of him suddenly faded a lot.

Only Wang Chong knows what to do next.

Soon the entire foreign kingdom was like a huge machine, working with Wang Chong's orders.

At the same time, the battle moves to the stars, and when the sun rises as usual, the entire capital is calm.

For the ordinary people, everything is so peaceful, and the disputes inside and outside the ruling, no matter how fierce, will be far away from them.

At this moment, not many people noticed that under the huge sneaky tree in the west of the city, the leaves were colorful, and a long, thin figure sat there and motionless. In front of him, it was the iconic Golden chessboard.

Opposite the two sides, each with a chess can.

The old man did not move, and merged with the big tree next to him, seemingly waiting for something.

Time passed slowly, I don’t know how long it took.

"You came!"

Under the sneaky tree, a piece of fallen leaves drifted, and Su Zhengchen looked up and suddenly began to speak.

The sound just fell, oh, it seems to respond to Su Zhengchen's voice, the robes swayed, and a figure blocked the light, appearing opposite the board in front of Su Zhengchen.

Not waiting for Su Zhengchen to speak, the man’s black robe squatted and sat down straight.

The man was white and white, and he was wearing a black robe. The narrow knife on his eyes was extremely eye-catching, and he was the ghost king who should have appeared next to the great emperor in the palace.

Do not! More accurate should be said that Hou Junji, once the Tang Dynasty broke the war gods.

"We finally met!"

The ghost king stared at Su Zhengchen and finally said:

"For this day, I have been waiting for a long time!"

When the sound fell, the two eyes looked at each other. At that moment, there was a faint flash of light flashing through the void.

"I don't think you are really alive!"

Su Zhengchen looked at the opposite Hou Junji and sighed.

"Hey, you have lived to the present, how can I die easily!"

Hou Jun set the cold channel, a pair of sharp eyes, smashing the light of hatred.

The two had used the same hall as the court, and they played against each other in the same room. However, the same two people had various kinds of grudges.

"For so many years, I have been waiting for you, and we will have to win a game between us!"

"After so many years, have you still not let go?"

Su Zhengchen shook his head and sighed.

"Let's put it down, how can you let it go!"

Hou Junji sneered, looking at the opposite Su Zhengchen's eyes revealing a trace of sarcasm, and a deep obsession.

There is no first in the text, Wu has no second, and the literati talks about poetry and poetry. No one dares to say that it is the first, but it is not the case in martial arts.

Hou Jun's talents are different, and he has been hailed as a supernatural power since he was a child. From small to large, few people around can be compared to it, even if they later came to Tianceu, loyal to Emperor Taizong, they are outstanding among the public.

Strong savvy and learning ability are amazing. Whenever there is a place where Hou Jun is in, it will always be the focus of attention, until Su Zhengchen appears.

Since then, all his radiance has been completely concealed by the great god.

As long as there is a place where Su Zhengchen is, he will always be inferior. People will only remember the merits of Su Zhengchen, but few people talk about his merits.

The same is to defeat the opponents, the streets and the streets, when people are excited to talk about, the name is always Su Zhengchen.

He once tried his best to catch up. In the end, even if he made the name of the broken war god, so that all the neighboring countries were chilling, they could not match the name of Datang/Military.

He is proud of how he can accept this shame.

"And, my wishes have not been realized, and how can I let go."

When he said this, if Hou Junji had a deep meaning, his eyes would pass through a bright light.

Hou Junji did not elaborate, but Su Zhengchen seems to know what he is talking about.

"You won't succeed!"

Su Zhengchen shook his head:

"No matter what you do, there will always be someone standing up to stop you! There used to be, and there will be the same in the future!"

"Haha!"

After hearing this sentence, Hou Junji laughed, and the voice was full of sarcasm.

"Why, depends on your disciple?"

Hou Junji’s look dismissed, and Su Zhengchen was silent and did not answer.

"Hey, I asked you to teach me the art of war. You cherish yourself. The most quintessential part of you not only did not teach, but also told the emperor, but now it is so easily handed over to a hairy boy!"

Hou Junji took the chess can on the table. The **** in the food pinched one of the black pieces, only listening to the bang, and the piece exploded in his hands and burst into powder.

On the other side, Su Zhengchen looked calm and did not move at all:

"Your heart is not right, my way of art of war is passed on to you, it will only be a disaster."

"For so many years, you are still stubborn and stubborn. If you don't have money, you don't want to be a soldier. The way of art of war is the way to kill, it is your own wife!"

Hou Jun set cold road.

Su Zhengchen frowned, but he shook his head slightly, and his eyes were difficult to disappoint. Even if the time of the two directors has been exceeded, Hou Junji has not changed at all, and his heart is still so heavy.

However, without waiting for Su Zhengchen to speak, Hou Junji continued:

"But now it doesn't matter if you don't teach. You have learned all the art of war, and you have a thorough understanding. Now, even if you are not my opponent, let alone your disciple."