The Human Emperor

Chapter 424

"It's you!……"

Dusongbubu looked at the man who was handsome, and the feather fan was white, and his face was cold. Only the thought was left in his heart.

Dusongbubu knows who this person is. Among the Emperors of the Tang Dynasty, this person is definitely a well-deserved Confucian leader.

Even in the imperial capital of Datang, this person belongs to the class of the Taishan Beidou class.

Although he is not a general leader, but the influence is also in no way inferior to Goshenhan's first-class Chinese and middle-class generals, only wins and will never be inferior.

Dusongbubu did not think that in order to kill himself, Datang actually sent such characters.

"Oh, it is me!"

The face of the man is like a crown jade. The lines of the eye are wrinkled and deep, more than fifty or sixty years old, but the appearance is only thirty or forty.

He has a long sword hanging from his waist and a bell. The bells fluttered in the wind, hitting the silver scabbard, and bursting out with a crisp sound.

Such a weak person in the text, but in the eyes of the Songsongbu branch is like an enemy.

"The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty really can afford me!"

Dusongbubu looked at the people, his face dignified.

"Oh, the generals are so sincere, and they traveled to the Imperial Capital not far away. In any case, they must be treated as a hospitality. Ten years ago, the generals sneaked into the micro-services, and Li came in a hurry and could not entertain. This time How to talk to the generals."

The middle-aged man in white blouse with a sword hanging on his side, while talking, slowly walked forward. The leaves and the tip of the grass, the needle-shaped sword that broke out of the air, became more and more powerful.

The feeling of being like a man on the back makes all the Uzbek irons, including the big prince, have a feeling like a mans on his back, fidgeting, and even creepy feelings.

Uzbek Tibetans are not afraid of the iron and blood charge on the battlefield. But this scene in front of us is obviously beyond the scope of ordinary battlefield blood.

"You are coming to me, can you let them go?"

Dusongbubu knows that no matter how today, things are hard to be good. He now only hopes that he can attract the person in front of him and let others get a retreat.

"Oh, I don't care. But if you can escape your life, it depends on their own. After all, it's not just me!"

The white clothes are humane and the voice is very meaningful. And his gaze didn't even look at the big princes behind them, as if these iron traps of Uzang were really just some small fish.

For a time, all the Uzbek irons have a feeling of humiliation in their hearts, but I don’t know how, but at the same time there is a feeling of relief.

- This is too powerful, so powerful that even the people can not afford the idea of ​​confrontation. The gap between the two sides is simply not enough to count.

"Understood, you are not going to go!"

"Hey!"

Everyone knows, and quickly disperses, even the Uzbek prince is also rushing. More than a dozen people were divided into more than a dozen directions, such as the funeral dog, which disappeared into the jungle in just a few moments.

Just as Dusongbubu’s last command, no one of the dozens of people chose Kangzhuang’s flat official road.

Dusongbu Buzhi did not move until the Grand Prince and others left, and they were far away. This turned to look at the opposite Tangshan Confucian leader.

"come on!"

Dusongbubu looked at the opposite side. Everything has been inevitable, and now, he has ruled out.

"Oh, as the generals wish..."

In front of the woods, the dangerous, horrible white-haired middle-aged man smiled slightly, and then stepped out of a silver boot in the eyes of Dusongbubu.

"Boom!"

A moment later, in the huge roar, a huge torn light column suddenly vacated, and the blazing light was mixed with the sound of the dragon elephant, turning the sky into white.

And when the majestic destructive force contained in the beam of light was released, within a radius of more than ten miles, all the trees suddenly turned into ashes...

This is a terrifying battle!

......

Wang Chong got the news two days later.

In the process of returning from the Great Tang Dynasty to the Ussang, the ambassador of a Uzbek empire, when passing through Daisy and entering the border zone, was suddenly attacked by a Turkic force, except for the Prince of Uzbekistan and the number of princes. Other than the Ush Tibetan soldiers, no one else was spared.

For this matter, Datang Empire apologized and said that although the location of the princes they attacked was not in the territory of Datang, in the future, the Turkic forces that rushed into the border zone were intensified.

As for Wang Chong's most concerned Uzang generals are Songsongbu, the Tang Dynasty and the ruling from top to bottom, from the court to the people, there is no one to talk about, just as this Uzang general has never appeared.

that's the truth!

In the list of the ambassadors of the Uzbek Empire, there is no such thing as a loose branch. Instead, it is an obscure Uzbek soldier!

- Now that "has never been here", and from where.

After Wang Chong heard the news of the Eagles, he laughed too much. In playing this set of tricks, the court is still very capable.

So politics is always the dirtiest game, no matter where.

However, Wang Chong inquired, but he used the power of the family to find out a little about the news of the Songsong branch:

Dusongbubuzhi managed to escape, but he was physically, stressed, and hurt!

In the case of his injury, at least for a long time, the place where Datang and the Uzbek Empire were at the junction could not see the great general of the Uzbek Empire!

"It's a pity, even if it is, let him escape!"

In the pavilion of Zhigeyuan, Wang Chong sat on the ground, and the backhand took the letter in his hand on the table, and looked sad.

After being exposed to his identity, Dusongbubu was only seriously injured, which is different from Wang Chong’s expectations.

If the Uzbek general can die in the territory of Datang, maybe he can get a reward for changing the fate of energy.

However, Wang Chong also knows that the characters like Songsongbu are equivalent to the figures of Geshuhan, Fu Mengling, Gao Xianzhi and Zhang Shouqi.

It is not too difficult for such characters to want to seriously hurt them, but it is not so easy to kill them.

After all, the strength of the imperial general can not be underestimated. And if you have the heart to escape, it is not an easy task to stop them.

But no matter what, the powerful Uzbek’s powerful characters are missing, and the empire’s western Xinjiang will be much calmer.

The pressure of Goshenhan will be much smaller.

In this respect, he has inadvertently helped the brother of Couchham a big deal.

"Forget it, it would be good to be able to seriously hurt him. I really want to kill him, it seems that it can only be on the real battlefield!"

Turning these thoughts in his heart, Wang Chong quickly calmed down and licked the ink and continued to write on the desk.

"The Ming Lun Sutra..."

In the first line of the title page, the name was written, and Wang Chong’s mind quickly recalled it, and then these memories quickly turned into a scripture and fell on the paper.

Write the scriptures in memory!

In fact, there are already some exercises written by Wang Chongxi in Zhigeyuan, but these are not enough. What Wang Chong wants to do is to establish a unique "Tibetan Library" in the Zhi Ge Yuan.

Only in this way, Zhigeyuan is complete and can establish its own full set of advantages. And even when you are not in the future, you can still absorb talents continuously, and continuously send a large number of talents to the Empire:

With his own vision, experience, and energy, as well as the huge source and strength of the Kunwu training camp, all those who join the Zhigeyuan can not only learn the art of war, but also enter the spiritual practice and grow. Wugong, but also from here to learn a lot of exercises outside the rest of the world.

The Zhigeyuan across the three training camps, and the network of people who have been slowly cultivated, can also quickly transfer the talents in the Zhigeyuan to their respective posts.

In order to make the best use of this, we can quickly rewrite the gradual decline of Datang and incite the whole pattern of China.

The strength of a person is too weak. Only by gathering the strength of everyone can we rewrite an era and rewrite the fate of the entire empire.

Although Zhigeyuan is small, it is precisely this kind of power for Wang Chong to rewrite the fulcrum of the destiny of the times.

Throwing a "Ming Luntai" that calms the mind and down the demons, Wang Chong recruited and waved the eagle.

"Take these scriptures and take them to the underground caves!"

The Tibetan Classical Court has not yet been built, and the Zhigeyuan has not yet enough self-protection ability. For the time being, it can only be placed in the cave underground of the Zhigeyuan to be preserved.

"But the son..."

The eagle, who has always listened to Wang Chongyan, unexpectedly stopped his footsteps and did not obey Wang Chong.

"Is that person in the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures now, is it not convenient?"

"Haha, that's not so good. Is it better to have him in the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures?"

Wang Chong heard his words and looked up and smiled.

Wang Chong knows who the eagle is talking about. Dare to be so rampant in his stop-go court, completely ignoring his destiny, but let others dare to anger, and only the future supernatural powers, but now still the unknown Li Yiye that guy.

When Li Yuye came to Wang Chong a few days ago, he did not intend to break into the underground cave. For the scriptures written by Wang Chong, Li Yiye was initially dismissive.

——How much can a scripture written by a child who is not yet dry and entertaining? However, after reading a few books, Li’s attitude is completely wrong.

Basically, Li Yiye has been in it since then.

This is a loyal and loyal minister who is loyal to the country, but it is also a martial-like madman. Wang Chong knows this snack, so he simply let go of the ban, not only let him stay in the underground cave to look at himself. The book, and, three meals a day, delivered to the past on time, so that he can concentrate on looking at the books inside.

In fact, Li Yiye is now almost half of Wang Chong’s sect.

There is this, in a short time, Wang Chong is temporarily not worried about the problems of the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures.