The number of prisons in this chapter is very good and strong, we can't fall in front of the finish line, we must persevere, hold on until the last second. Whether you can stop the big conspiracy of Geyu and "Tiantang" to destroy the world depends on you, and it's time for you to stand up and be heroes. You are the heroes.

A hint of indifference, a hint of indifference.

The emperor's face turned red and he coughed. Emperor Albino Martial said lightly: "Your body, you know better than anyone else. ”

"The higher your martial arts cultivation, the bigger the problem. When one day you can't bear it, that's when all the problems explode. At that time, it will not be solved by death. ”

"I said, your path is wrong, you will become a martial emperor, and you will not become a human emperor. ”

The emperor gasped for a moment, faded away from the discomfort, and sighed silently: "Whether it is right or wrong, it is too late to correct it."

Even if you drink to quench your thirst, you can't take care of it. ”

A sneering sneer, and the albino martial emperor was disapproving. The emperor didn't seem to notice, but suddenly said, "Actually, you have a way to solve my own problems, why don't you tell me." ”

"Why?"

The emperor's gaze was scorching, and Emperor Albino Wu's expression remained unchanged, closing his eyes as if he hadn't heard anything.

The emperor was not annoyed, and said lightly: "If you don't say it for a year, it will be ten years." If you don't talk about ten years, then it's a hundred years. ”

Emperor Albino Wu was indifferent, as if the days of captivity were just an embellishment in life for him.

For example, when the emperor raised his feet and left, Emperor Albino Wu suddenly asked without moving his eyelids: "Among your three generations of blood relatives, there is only Wang Ce, a martial arts genius?"

A cold light flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he said unhurriedly: "One, that's enough." What's more, Wang Ce's next generation is the third generation. ”

Counting down from the emperor's father, the influence of the true dragon's qi will last for three generations. The emperor is the first generation, the prince is the second generation, and there are obviously no talented people in the third generation.

The eldest prince, the second prince, and even the third and fifth princes all died. Among them, the fifth died young, and the second prince did not marry when he died. There is only one eldest prince and a daughter, who is also married.

The third prince has children, and it is impossible to see whether he has martial arts talent for the time being. The six princes have not yet married, and the seven princes are still little children. This is the emperor's next generation of relatives, the emperor's younger brother Lao Xin Wang has only one son and two daughters, and neither of them has martial arts talent.

In other words, the emperor's third-generation blood relatives can only count on Wang Ce and other two or three children who can give birth to children with martial arts talents.

Emperor Baihua Martial suddenly sneered: "Even if you have martial arts talent, so what? There are a few people who can cultivate the Nine Realms of Apotheosis and cannot cultivate the Deification Realm, and they will not have the slightest value to you." ”

"Wang Ce is seventeen years old, and he is your only and last hope. ”

"Xiu'er's blood, Xiu'er's martial arts, Wang Ce's blood, Wang Ce's martial arts. He is very intelligent, and if you want him to become his own son early, he will definitely not fall for it. ”

"So, you deliberately let him go. Emperor Albino Martial said lightly: "In the Northern Tang Dynasty, his achievements in his life will not be great. See, influence, and determine his realm. Only by going out can his martial arts be sharpened and he can go higher and farther. ”

"That's what you want. Because you can't afford to wait, your time is running out. ”

The emperor also looked at him calmly, for a long time, with a touch of bitterness: "Yes, he ran away on Chinese New Year's Eve, I had some expectations in the morning." It's just that....... ”

The emperor shook his head slowly, but he was not sure or hesitated, whether he wanted to deliberately indulge Wang Ce and escape. Jiuzhou is too big, once you leave, maybe you won't see it again.

It is an adventure to let Wang Ce go. The stakes are very high, and the emperor can't help but waver, otherwise how could there be some contradictions before and after these things.

Emperor Bai Huawu opened his eyes again, as if there was a layer of brilliance: "This time Ji Qian's sudden attack must be something you never imagined." ”

The emperor was suddenly furious, trying to restrain the anger and depression in his heart.

Here you go, how do you guess? With the remnants of Xiu'er's side, the biggest is Wu Zun's cultivation, why can you invite Emperor Wu, or Ji Qian, the battle emperor among the Martial Emperors. Don't say that the remnants of Xiu'er are the emperor's lack of self-confidence.

"You regret it. ”

"Yes, I regret it. The Emperor took his time and admitted, "I shouldn't have taken him back when he first fled." ”

"For then he was the kite, and the string was in my hand. ”

Wei Zhiyuan's mansion of Wei Fuzheng, a sneaky figure went back and forth outside.

"Dad, believe me, when the time comes, give these things to Wang Shou and Wei Zhiyuan. Remember, you have to hand it over separately, not just one person. ”

Wang Duan remembered his son's confession, not disbelieving. He is just a small hundred households in Beiya, and the difference between him and the cabinet assistant is too big, just like the gap between the captain of a county city management brigade and the prime minister.

Nervousness, yes. Wang Duan has never been a timid person, but this kind of awe for high-ranking officials in the imperial court is natural and determined by the rules of the game. Do you think everyone is stupid and bold Wang Ce, and not everyone named Wang Ce has an emperor cover on the side and Lao Gu in the back. After thinking about it, Wang Duan precipitated his mood several times, and finally strode forward and handed over the "goodbye post." A hundred households also wanted to visit the auxiliary government? What about daydreaming? The contemptuous gaze of the porter made him not hurt.

Fortunately, the sign of Beiya is still relatively tough, and soon someone ushered in it, and the porter was actually the staff of the auxiliary political lord, and he actually greeted him affectionately.

A guard scolded the porter on the side: "Wang Duan is Wang Ce's father!" Wang Duan heard it and was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, the staff member diverted the topic in a few words.

Wang Duan is Wang Ce's father, this sentence is enough. Whether you are an auxiliary minister or a sidekick, you must always be courteous.

Wang Duan didn't stay at Wei Zhiyuan's house for long, only handed over a booklet to Wei Zhiyuan, and decisively went to visit the homes of Cheng Gulin and Wang Fu and others, and 6 continued to give a batch of booklets.

When the emperor walked out from Emperor Albino Wu's side, the old eunuch Wang frowned and bowed strangely and said, "Your Majesty, the five auxiliary ministers of the cabinet want to meet you." ”

"Summons. "The emperor's face is solemn, and the five auxiliary ministers came together, could it be something great?

The mystery was quickly revealed, and the five assistants rushed to see the emperor one by one, and after visiting the emperor one by one, Wang Fu, who was going through the formalities of Zhishi, closed his eyes and recuperated, pretending that he was not in the emperor but could not see him.

Wei Zhiyuan, who was rumored to be about to serve as an assistant, threw a stack of books, or account books, to Lao Wang with an unhappy expression: "Your Majesty, how do you explain these accounts?"

The old eunuch Wang remained silent and handed over the account book to the emperor. The emperor flipped through one or two and frowned: "This is?"

Wei Zhiyuan suppressed his anger and said: "Your Majesty, this is the deficit account of the household department for seventeen years. I don't know if Your Majesty has anything to explain to your subordinates and others. ”

The emperor's eyes moved, and he said calmly: "What is the explanation for this, isn't it worth exchanging these silver taels for a Martial Emperor?" This is obviously fooling and prevaricating that taking medicine can take Emperor Wu?

Cheng Gulin and the others looked at each other and smiled bitterly, Wei Zhiyuan simply said bluntly: "If Your Majesty eats the treasures of heaven and earth, you can eat Emperor Wu, no matter how much money you spend, the ministers will never complain." ”

"Since Your Majesty has entrusted the government affairs to your subordinates and others, you must trust your subordinates. Seventeen years, so much silver and two ....... Wei Zhiyuan's tone couldn't help but be angry: "How much can I do for the Northern Tang Dynasty."

The well-informed old eunuch Wang sighed secretly, this time His Majesty is afraid that he will be anxious.

The Lantern Festival gift package given by Wang Ce is really quite powerful.

"Lao Wang, do you think Lian should be happy or angry?"

To put it mildly, I finally persuaded the five auxiliary politicians of Soaring to go back. The emperor is anxious and thankless. It is estimated that the cabinet did it with him in this matter, and he, who was the emperor, had to admit his mistakes, and even subsidize some money to the household department.

Privately withholding benefits, this kind of cabinet does not mean that it cannot be tolerated, the strength of your royal family is strong, and it is also equal to the strength of the Northern Tang Dynasty. The point is, you ignore the cabinet and steal so much money from the household department for seventeen years, how can you explain it.

The emperor will be in this meeting for a while, where to find a relevant department to top the cylinder?

A martial emperor is more or less a comfort, and it is certain that this matter will not be forgiven. However, the emperor's rhetoric was somewhat of a consolation to the cabinet. Don't say that taking tens of millions, even if you take 100 million taels for a martial emperor, it's worth it.

It doesn't matter if you believe in such a bad reason. The important thing is to clean up the mess and avoid the emperor from doing something like this again.

The emperor strolled through the corridor and smiled bitterly: "Perhaps, Lianzhen should thank that child." One sentence makes the two yas almost equivalent to turning their faces, and it is difficult to cooperate in less than half a year. Plus today's ....... ”

Today's out, the cabinet may not really force the emperor too tightly, but it will definitely be angry with the emperor. Without half a year's effort, many people and things may not be able to be straightened out.

One entry and one exit, it would buy the emperor a year's buffer time to prepare for war.

Don't look at the Northern Tang Dynasty is wholeheartedly preparing for war, but according to Wang Ce's speculation, the emperor may be the only one who is not prepared. This year may or may not be important, but something is better than nothing.

It's better to be prepared than to act hastily.

"To go to war? ”

teased Wang Ce, but he couldn't be angry, he couldn't be happy, and the emperor was depressed and miserable.

"Lao Wang, you go and watch for Lian. ”

The emperor silently entered a certain place, took out the crystal object, and after a few breaths: "That's it, whether it is life or death, success or failure, all in one fell swoop." ”

Coughed, and threw away the handkerchief dyed red. The emperor was solemn, his fingertips were raised, and the wound was suddenly broken, and a little blood came out, and his finger pressed on this crystal object.

A trace of true qi agitated, and in an instant, the crystal object unexpectedly glowed with a strange light. The bright red contained in it slowly soaked out like fog, and it was faintly mixed with a unique energy.

That energy gives people a sense of vitality, like the energy of life. That's the essence of a person.

The blood-colored mist soaked out, and little by little, it flowed, and together with the life essence, it sank into the emperor's fingertips. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation