The Human Emperor

The first chapter of the eight hundred and three chapters, the book is opposite!

There is a saying that Zhang Que is right. Confucianism chooses to post a list at this time and announce the latest progress of Datong in the world. Obviously, the meaning of the drunkard is not in the wine. There is no doubt that this time he calmed the chaos of the Three Kings. They feel a lot of pressure.

Confucianism, obviously wants to take this opportunity to solidify the impression in the hearts of the people, just -

"This thing really has to be over!"

Wang Chong's fingers gently rubbed the table and slowly opened his eyes.

Confucianism began in the Spring and Autumn Period. In the history of more than a thousand years, they have been waiting for opportunities and hope to realize their long-cherished wish in the world. This time they have finally got the chance, and it is absolutely impossible for them to withdraw with willingness. of. Li Junxi’s actions, obviously, also want to be recalcitrant and struggle as much as possible.

But no one knows better than Wang Chong. Next, the crisis of Datang is one after another. Only strong force is the capital of Datang in this end era.

The battle between the Confucianism and the Confucianism must also have a conclusion, and now is the best opportunity.

"Zhang Que, let me study ink for me."

Wang Chongdao.

"Yes!"

Zhang Que heard the words in the heart, quickly circumvented the desk, and quickly walked over to Wang Chong, picked up the ink on the table and finely grinded it.

Wang Chong sat at the table, pondered for a moment, and quickly lifted the pen. After the Zhangque was ground, he spread a piece of rice paper and smashed it, and quickly wrote it on it.

"Your Majesty, Chen Wangchong has this opening!"

"When today, all the ruins are set up, and the tyrannical tycoons are together. They are eyeing the Tang dynasty. Datang is based on Wu Liguo. It is with strong force that the countries can be convinced and become the strongest empire in the Eastern world!"

"Today, the Tang dynasty has withdrawn the army, and the strength of each of the escorts has been greatly reduced. Moreover, the Confucian army has been set up to clamp down the borders. This is the self-destruction of the Great Wall and the abolition of martial arts in the countries."

"The old saying goes, the people of Yi Di, the difference with China, the fear and the lack of virtue. Nowadays, the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty will inevitably lead to the shackles of the country. I am afraid that the Tang Dynasty and the countries will start again."

"For the sake of the world, the people and the people, the ministers, please restore the army, recruit soldiers and horses, and greatly expand the army!"

......

One word and one sentence, like a flowing stream, is constantly presented on rice paper.

The heart is born, the heart is turned from the heart. The text written by Wang Chong is twisted and twisted. It is like a chicken claw. But it has been born and died again and again. It has experienced many things, the heart has changed, and the text has changed. Although it is not comparable to everyone, it is also a kind of faintness.

"Zhang Que, prepare a carriage for me, I want to enter the palace!"

Wang Chong's sleeves glimpsed, and the ink on the rice paper was steamed on the rice paper, and he quickly stood up.

After a while, passing through the palace gate, Wang Chong did not go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, but turned around halfway and headed for the Taiji Temple in the other direction.

"Exotic king, we met again."

Far away, Wang Chong is still not close, and a majestic and mellow voice immediately floats in the direction of the Taiji Temple. Wang Chong looked up and saw a tall, burly figure standing tall on the steps of the Taiji Temple and looking at himself.

"Gaogonggong!"

Wang Chong bent down and walked through a few dozen steps, respectfully bowed.

"Is there something to ask for?"

Gao Gonggong was dressed in a brocade, standing on the steps with white dust and smiling. When Wang Chongcai just entered the palace gate, he felt his breath and greeted him in the palace. For the boy in front of him, Gao Lux was extremely appreciative. The East Palace used to ambush him and imprison him in the underground. Later, Wang Chong found him and turned the tide and disintegrated the mutiny against the Holy Emperor.

"Yes! Wang Chong has something to do, want to see his majesty, can you bother the father-in-law to help me pass it?"

Wang Chong nodded and looked serious.

"Oh, is it because of Confucianism?"

Unexpectedly, Gao Gonggong stood on the steps, but did not mean to leave.

"Your Majesty already knows?"

Wang Chong jumped in his heart and immediately began to speak.

"Oh, what are the world's things, how many of them do not know? Not to mention the Jingshi!"

Gao Gonggong smiled, and these words are tantamount to affirming Wang Chong’s speculation.

"Your Majesty has the first words, knowing that you will come over, so I have been jealous. If you have this singer, you can give it to the old slave. I will transfer it to you."

After hearing these words, Wang Chong jumped in his heart. This time he entered the palace, he had a certain policy in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly had some pinch of the mind of the Holy Emperor.

These thoughts flew past my mind and quickly calmed down.

Wang Chong went forward and quickly handed the prepared note to the hands of Gao Gonggong.

"Exotic king, hard work for you, all of you have your own thoughts!"

Gao Gonggong took over the chapter.

Wang Chong stunned, nodded and left soon.

......

Restore the army, recruit the army, expand the land!

Just after the chaos of the Three Kings, Wang Chong had just been officially rehabilitated by the West. The first piece was read by the Holy Emperor and soon announced at the court. The whole ruling and opposition caused a great uproar.

"what?!"

At the same time, in the Shaozhang Counselor's Office, the Confucian people such as Song Lao, Jian Gui, and Zhu Jing received news, and they were angry.

"I knew it would be like this! These bastards! So many people have died in the Three Kings Palace. They have also seen the casualties of the war. Isn't it enough?"

"Now all the wilderness is staring at us. We have finally reached an agreement with them to maintain peace. If he is allowed to resume his army and further expand his army, he will surely stimulate all the countries around him, and he will give up all his efforts!"

"Be sure to stop him anyway!"

"The shot is too fast. We just posted the list. He wrote the book to the Emperor, and he is now in the limelight. There are also Zhang Qiu and Qiong and the border generals responding to him. It is not easy to suppress them!"

In the hall, everyone was very excited.

"The most troublesome thing is that now the Holy Emperor is in charge of the court, not the big prince. We simply can't figure out the heart of the Holy Emperor."

Aside, Song Lao sighed. As soon as the sound fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly suppressed a bit.

In order to be in the upper position, and in order to be able to completely control the court and cooperate with Confucianism, this is also the greatest contribution to the development of Confucianism, but the Holy Emperor...may not be so.

"In any case, we can't let the court pass the man's chapter, no matter how much it costs, we must do it."

Aside, the white girl in the body looks dignified:

"Brother, what do we do now?"

Speaking of the last sentence, the white girl turned her head and looked at Li Zhaojun, who was sitting on the ground not far behind.

Li Junxi was a Confucian, and he had been sitting there since the beginning. His eyebrows were wrinkled and motionless.

"The current situation is very bad for us!"

I don't know how long it took, Li Junyi finally spoke up:

"Southwest, northwest, plus the power of rescue, normal situation, we really have a hard time against him, but before the palace change, our most sensible place is that we did not join hands with the great emperor to join the chaos of the Three Kings. Therefore, whether it is the Taiji Temple or the foreign kingdom, it is blameless for our Confucianism."

"And Confucianism and Confucianism are the oneness of the whole, the relationship between the two hands. Confucianism began in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. For thousands of years, the influence has long exceeded the secular imperial power and penetrated into the world, so as long as we did not make a mistake. Even if it is the Holy Emperor, it is impossible to blame us at will."

"From this point of view, we still have a chance!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Li Junqi looked up steeply and his eyes were deep and deep.

"Sword ghost, prepare a pen and ink for me, I want to write the book to the Holy Emperor! In addition, mobilize all our power to exert influence, so that the court and the people try to stand on our side of Confucianism."

"The greatness of the world, for the public to be private, for the well-being of the people of the world, in any case can not be destroyed by the hands of these martial arts."

"Yes!"

The swordsman heard the spirit and shook his fist.

Only for a moment, a small table, together with a pen and ink, was placed in front of Li Junxi. Li Junxi condensed his **** for a moment, and quickly took the brush on the pen holder and wrote it on the unfolded white paper.

"Wei Li Lijun 羡 启 圣 圣 : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Therefore, the war is not limited. Confucianism is here to feel this, so generation after generation, the former servants and followers, hope to be able to transform the world with benevolence and justice, so that the world will never have a knife, and always enjoy peace!"

"The foreign king has words, the Yidi culture is different from the Chinese, and the fear is not the virtue. If this is the case, why should he serve the Emperor Taizong for decades, and after the Taizong, he will still be willing to guard the mausoleum for the Emperor Taizong, and will not change it. Isn’t it true that the power is not Hu?”

"In the dynasties, the loyal Hu people generals were married in a few. People have beautiful ugliness, fat and thin, high and low, there are Hu people, and there are also Tang people, but the heart has the heart of Tang and Hu. The so-called people are the same, the same heart. This is the case."

"What Confucianism did was to influence the people of Yi and Zhuhu with the heart of benevolence and righteousness, and finally, to enable future generations to enjoy the peace of the world!"

......

After writing the last word, Li Junyi finally looked up and looked very solemn.

"Ready, this time I have to go into the palace personally and clarify our Confucian views at the court!"

"Yes!"

......

"Boom!"

With the writing of Confucianism, Li Junyi and Wang Chong, the two soldiers and Confucian leaders contend with each other, once again in the ruling and opposition, and set off an uproar.

The dispute between the soldiers and the Confucianism that had been diluted before has once again entered the vision of everyone.

"The battle in the capital has just ended. Will the alien kings want to provoke the sidelines again? When will these people’s squadrons end?"

"Wufu is a mistaken country! Anyway, I am standing on the side of Confucianism. The alien king is a bastard. Do they really want the blood of the Tang Dynasty to flow into the river!"