Chapter 1317 Heart Knot (2)

Chapter 1317

A gust of night wind blew in front of him. Wang Chong walked aimlessly on the street alone, not knowing what he wanted or where he was going. He only knew that he would feel better in this way.

"Wow!"

There were bursts of barking dogs in the dark night, accompanied by the voices of the master and hostess, and the cry of children. Wang Chong walked forward silently, without attracting anyone's attention.

"Father, I'm sorry..."

Not far away, in the darkness, a private house stood on the side of the street, a light was on in the private house, and there were bursts of father and son talking in the window.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have quarreled with you! I thought the foreign land king was a great hero, and I thought he was right. Unexpectedly, he is just an ambitious bastard with evil plans!"

"Buzz!"

Hearing this remark, Wang Chong's heart suddenly choked, and his palms were clenched tightly, only to feel a stabbing pain in his heart.

"Hey! Everything is over, as long as you can understand that there is no overnight hatred between father and son! Even I didn't expect him to be like this, let alone you."

His father's voice could be heard intermittently in the room, Wang Chong's eyes darkened, he passed by the father and son's window, and continued to walk forward.

The night was bleak and cold, and Wang Chong felt the chill while walking on the street. At this time, there were not many people on the street. Wang Chong walked for a long distance, but he didn't see a single person on the street.

"It's really amazing. Confucianism has more than 2,000 schools in Dashi. Harry of Dashi speaks with faith. We all wrongly blamed him before."

"In Dashi now, I'm afraid hundreds of thousands of people are learning our Tang language? In the future, I'm afraid all the barbarians around will speak our Tang language!"

"That's not right! The son of a neighbor next door to mine went to Khorasan to do business, and I heard that he made a lot of money. This is a great world, and there is money to be made. Whoever wants to fight is the fault of that foreign king! "

"That's it!"

...

In the dark night, there was a voice from under the wall. The two figures, holding a bucket of paste and a brush in their hands, were finishing pasting something on the wall, and walked towards the distance while talking.

hum!

At that moment, no one noticed that Wang Chong stood in the darkness, looking at the backs of the two, his face extremely pale. When both of them had disappeared, Wang Chong stepped forward, and saw some Confucian bulletins posted on the wall, all of which were news about the barbarians of the four directions:

"*The Jue Khanate added 24 new schools, with 1,300 students!"

"Western Turkic Khanate added thirty-five new schools with 2,800 students!"

"Newly opened a mutual market in Northwest China, and the monthly transaction amount has reached one million taels!"

"The border of the Beiting Dufu Mansion, the imperial court and the Western Turks discussed, and the defense lines of both sides retreated another hundred miles!"

...

The entire wall was covered with such Confucian announcements, and right next to these announcements, Wang Chong saw some other ones. Different from the Confucian announcements, the content of these announcements was much simpler.

"Down with the alien king!"

"The foreign land king is the great murderer!"

"Might is truth, heresy!"

...

The edges and corners of these posters are still wet, obviously they were posted when those people were talking just now.

Looking at the writing on the wall, Wang Chong's face was pale, his nails were deeply clenched into his flesh, and he didn't even know it was bleeding. Every word on the bulletins on the wall was like an iron rod, piercing deeply into Wang Chong's body.

In this kind of deep night, no one saw him, but because of this, every word, every word came from the heart. At this moment, Wang Chong felt extremely painful in his heart. The feeling of suffocation surged again. Wang Chong seemed to be plunged into the dark and cold sea again.

Da da!

Wang Chong's footsteps became faster and faster, and he ran wildly alone. Everything around him was like flowing water, flowing backwards to both sides.

During this period of time, he tried not to mention or think about the affairs of the court,

Wang Chong thought he could forget it and let it go, but until this moment, Wang Chong suddenly realized that when these wounds were opened, it would be much more painful than he imagined.

Just running wildly all the way, for a long time, just when he felt a little exhausted, Wang Chong stopped.

There was an unfamiliar forest in front of him, and there was a little light in the sky. It wasn't until then that Wang Chong realized that he had walked from the west of the city to the south of the city.

"who?"

Suddenly Wang Chong turned his head, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he looked at a forest behind him.

It was quiet all around, without any sound.

"After following me for so long, are you going to force me to invite you out?"

Wang Chong's eyes were extremely sharp. At the same time, he opened his palm, and a surge of true energy immediately gathered in his palm, turning into a faint glow, as sharp as a sword.

"Wait!"

Just when Wang Chong was about to make a move, a voice suddenly came from the woods twenty steps behind him.

Whoosh!

With a flash of light, a figure suddenly jumped down from the dense treetops and landed on the ground. Contrary to what he imagined, this person is not wearing a black mask, but a green brocade robe with the word "ji" on his chest.

"You are from the Duke's Mansion of E State?!"

Wang Chong was stunned. He didn't expect that the person who had been following him for most of the night was actually a member of Duke E's mansion. Although the other party hadn't revealed his identity yet, the brocade clothes on his body were very similar to those of the Jiwu Army, not to mention that he was still wearing There is a waist card of the Duke's Mansion of E State.

"Excuse me, King of Foreign Lands!"

The man bowed his hands and saluted with a respectful expression.

"I don't mean anything malicious, I was just ordered to send an invitation card!"

"Invitation!"

Hearing these words, Wang Chong frowned in surprise, but he finally subdued his hostility.

In the battle of Talas, the Duke of E sent a total of 2,000 extremely military troops to assist Wang Chong and Datang. If it weren't for the help of the extremely military troops, this war might not have been so easy to win.

However, the Wang family had no relationship with Duke E before, and Duke E was able to lend him thousands of soldiers and horses with just a letter. This kind of heart and character also made Wang Chong admire him.

"I can't explain it clearly, but the prince will understand after reading it!"

The guard of E State Duke's Mansion took out an invitation card with a blue cover from his arms, held it in both hands, stepped forward, and handed it over respectfully.

"Understood! Thank Duke E for me!"

Wang Chong said calmly. While speaking, he took the invitation card.

Although he is grateful for Duke E's kindness and help, he is really not in the mood to visit anyone now.

"My lord, let's go now, Lord Qin must open this invitation no matter what!"

The guard of the Duke of E's Mansion heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Chong accepting the invitation. While talking, he stepped back and took a deep look at the invitation in Wang Chong's hand before leaving.

Whoosh!

At the end, the man jumped up and quickly jumped up the treetops, and the few flashes disappeared immediately.

Wang Chong looked at the sky, and it was not far from dawn. With a deep sigh, he quickly turned around and leaped towards the Wang's mansion.

...

Time passed slowly, in the study.

Wang Chong crossed his knees and remained motionless, while strands of white zhenqi evaporated from his body. Wang Chong's face was rosy, and thin beads of sweat ooze from his forehead. After an unknown period of time, Wang Chong took a deep breath and slowly recovered his energy. His complexion immediately improved a lot.

"Master Zhang, thank you very much. This red soul pill is indeed effective."

Wang Chong looked at the imperial doctor in front of him and said.

"My lord, you don't need to be polite. Your martial arts are extremely profound, and you are very talented. As long as you recuperate for a while, you should be almost ready."

While packing the medicine box, the old imperial doctor said to Wang Chong in front of him.

"Master Zhang, thank you very much."

Wang Chong nodded, stood up, bowed and saluted.

Soon, the old imperial doctor put on the medicine box and left from the study. And Wang Chong walked to the desk, spread out a piece of rice paper, and began to practice calligraphy.

In a few days, the two-month confinement period will be over. During this period, Wang Chong will neither have to go to court nor interfere with the affairs of the Ministry of War. Practicing calligraphy has become a way for him to pass the time and relieve his mood.

"Master Zhang, what happened to the dog?"

I don't know how long it took, just as Wang Chong was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, a voice suddenly came from afar.

"Mother!"

Wang Chong's heart moved, and he immediately recognized it.

"Old lady, I have given the Red Soul Pill to the prince. According to your instructions, I haven't told the truth to the prince yet. Although the prince looks normal on the surface, the depression in his heart is getting heavier. Compared with last time, the prince's body His breath is obviously a lot more disordered, which is not good!"

"If you don't want to find a way to untangle the knot in the prince's heart and let him open it, I'm afraid the situation will get worse day by day in the future, and I'm afraid the old man will have nothing to do."

A familiar voice came from beside my ears, it was the voice of Doctor Zhang who had just left. Judging from the sound, the place where the two of them were talking was purposely pulled far away, as if they wanted to avoid Wang Chong. But with Wang Chong's cultivation, there is no way to avoid it.

"Oh, what can I do!"

Wang Chong's mother obviously didn't know that he could hear their conversation, she spoke from a distance, her heart was full of worry.

"Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, listen carefully. Chong'er is not allowed to hear any news from the outside during this period of time. Our royal family has already paid enough for the Great Tang, and we don't owe the empire anything."

"Yes, ma'am."

The voice gradually died down.

Wang Chong's pen stopped in the air, and he sat there motionless in a daze. At that moment, a complex expression flashed in his eyes, then he calmed down and continued to scribble on the paper.

Heart disease needs heart medicine, but who can heal his heart disease? When a person is slandered by the whole world, who can heal?

Wang Chong's pen was like a snake, and he wrote faster and faster on the paper. All the resentment and injustice seemed to be put on paper at that moment. After a long time, Wang Chong finally put down the pen holder and sat motionless in the teacher's chair. Only at this time, there will be a look of pain on his face.