Chapter 652: The Son of Heaven's Disciple!

Chapter 652

"You will be rewarded for your merits, and you will be punished for your mistakes. You don't have to be humble."

The earth buzzed, and the majestic voice of the Holy Emperor resounded in every corner of the palace.

"Wang Chong, you don't have words yet, do you?"

"Buzz!"

After hearing the Holy Emperor's words, the civil and military ministers on the viewing platform were buzzing, and many people raised their heads one after another, looked at the high Tai Chi Hall above, and the god-like figure on the Tai Chi Hall, feeling something vaguely.

"Yes, Weichen is only seventeen years old this year, and he has never obtained any honors, so he has not been bestowed by the elders."

Wang Chong said in a deep voice.

Datang's bestowal of characters is not something one can get, one must be a person of high morals and prestige to bestow characters. These people are either talented or prominent, so most of them actually only have names but no characters.

Shenghuang was a contemporary of Wang Chong's grandfather. Although he was not as old as Wang Chong's grandfather, he was still in his fifties, older than Wang Chong's uncle Wang Gendu.

From this point of view, it is indeed Wang Chong's elder.

Hum, the crowd became more and more commotion, and many people vaguely guessed what it was, but they still couldn't believe it. It's just that this suspicion didn't last long, and soon everyone's guesses were confirmed.

"Very good, since that's the case, then I will give you a word!"

As soon as the Holy Emperor uttered these words, everyone was stunned. When the Bai Yu Dan was pressed down, King Qi almost gnawed all his teeth.

Give the word!

The Holy Emperor actually wants to give Wang Chong a letter?

Throughout the ages, emperors have given surnames to ministers, but none of them have given characters to them.

"Your Majesty wants to accept Wang Chong as the disciple of the Son of Heaven?"

On the viewing platform, Yao Guangyi felt lost. Yao Guangyi has always been calm and patient after being taught by the old man's side for decades, but when he heard that the Holy Emperor was going to bestow Wang Chong with a letter, he couldn't help feeling out of balance.

Confer a title, confer a title, confer a title...

The Yao family made such great contributions back then,

I have never enjoyed such a grand grace from the emperor. The Holy Emperor specially set up a "Youth Marquis" for Wang Chong, and also bestowed him with calligraphy, which was the first of its kind given by the emperor. How important is this kind of favor?

This is an honor that Yao Guangyi never dared to imagine in his life!

and

"The Holy Emperor is going to give him a gold medal to save him from death!"

Yao Guangyi's face was extremely pale.

In the history of Tang Dynasty, although there were not many people who could turn the tide like Wang Chong, turned defeat into victory with fewer enemies and more, and saved nearly a million Liming people, it was by no means none.

The Great Tang God of War Wang Zhongsi, the famous general during Taizong's time, and the military god Su Zhengchen all had such feats, but no one has ever received such a grand reward like Wang Chong.

Yao Guangyi didn't understand at all why the Holy Emperor seemed to treat and favor Wang Chong so much.

Clang!

Hearing a crisp sword chant, a golden light flashed, and the Holy Emperor suddenly pulled out a golden sword of the Son of Heaven from his waist, hanging high above Wang Chong's head.

Booming, the moment the Holy Emperor drew out his long sword, a vision in the sky suddenly appeared, centered on the Tai Chi Palace, a streak of space appeared vertically and horizontally, dividing the entire thick cloud layer into two, and golden sunlight spread from the sky Next, it landed accurately on the Holy Emperor, Wang Chong below, and the majestic Taiji Palace behind.

And the majestic and sacred voice of the Holy Emperor resounded in every corner of the palace:

"The Battle of the Southwest started at the Erhai Lake. This is the starting point of everything for you. When a Kun swims in the water, it becomes a Kun, and when it soars in the sky, it becomes a Peng. I will give you the word 'Kun Peng'. I hope that you not only swim in the water, but also swim in the water. It can also soar in the sky. Like the Kunpeng between the sky and the earth, it will become the minister of my Great Tang, the home of the loyal family!"

At this moment, no one knew that the voice of the Holy Emperor not only resounded in the palace, but also spread throughout the capital, resounding in everyone's ears.

The capital, which is always bustling with bustle and bustle, is indeed as quiet as death at this moment.

"Snapped!"

In a restaurant in the west of the city, a man wearing a black cloak sat alone in a corner of the restaurant, drinking in silence. Hearing this sound suddenly, he snapped the bamboo chopsticks in his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, Wang Chong didn't know what was going on outside. Hearing that the Holy Emperor gave him the word "Kunpeng", Wang Chong bowed respectfully.

In two lifetimes, Wang Chong and the Holy Emperor in front of him only met twice, and it was all in this life. But even so, Wang Chong was full of respect from the bottom of his heart for the most supreme existence of the Tang Dynasty in China.

A "one emperor through the ages" who dedicated his whole life to the Tang Dynasty, actively forged ahead, wiped out the barbarians, expanded the territory and influence of China to the limit, and personally created the entire Tang Dynasty, is worthy of everyone's respect no matter what and follow.

Clang!

A majestic golden light flashed across the air, and the golden emperor's long sword in the hands of the Holy Emperor flickered in the air before being inserted back into the scabbard on his waist, and all the visions disappeared without a trace.

Wang Kunpeng!

At this moment, Wang Chong finally had his first character, and it was a character bestowed by the emperor!

This is the real disciple of the Son of Heaven!

Wang Chong's reward ceremony ended amidst grand cheers following the Holy Emperor's bestowal. Contrary to the liveliness and festivities of the capital of the Tang Dynasty, the Uzang Plateau at this time is a different scene.

The corpses of cattle and sheep were scattered in groups on the plateau. The cattle and sheep that were alive not long ago had already fallen to the ground, their eyes wide open, and turned into corpses.

Countless flies buzzed and flew around these corpses like dark clouds. From time to time, vultures pass through the clouds, piercing the rotting carcasses of cattle and sheep with their sharp claws.

The vulture glanced warily at the mastiff not far away, and then began to peck like no one else. However, this is just a feast for scavengers. For humans, these former foods have become very dangerous.

The stench, which can be smelled even miles away, is no longer suitable for human consumption.

This is an unprecedented situation. The Uzbek Empire, which was once extremely powerful, is now deeply caught in a serious food crisis.

The Southwest War is over, but the damage done to Uz-Tibet by this war is far from beginning. The plague that Wang Chong sent Li Siye to spread on the plateau is still spreading, and it has spread from the territory of the Ali royal family to the capital.

The fire burned day and night, and the billowing smoke from the burning cattle and sheep rose straight into the sky and lingered for a long time. This was the only solution that Dalun Qinling, the prime minister of the capital of the Uzbek Empire, came up with in this crisis.

The secret recipe for the treatment of sheep plague is only available in the Tang Dynasty, and the treatment is already impossible. The only way is to stop it. And the fire was burned to prevent the spread of the plague. This was the only solution that the four districts and five phases of the Uzang Empire came up with.

However, compared to the plague, the Southwest War is now the focus of attention of the entire Uzbek Empire. After all, this is the source of everything. More than 200,000 Tibetan cavalry descended eastward, and only 10,000 survived in the end. The entire Ali royal family was basically abolished.

And whether it was the death of more than 200,000 warriors in battle, or the sheep plague that spread to the entire Uzbek Plateau, none of them could escape the name Wang Chong!

"Daqin Ruozan, you have disappointed me so much. I believe in your strength, so I sent you to the royal family of Ali to assist the fourth prince. In the Southwest War, you said that you wanted to form an alliance with Meng Shezhao to drive away tigers." Wolf, this king agrees to everything, but look, what have you done!"

In the royal capital of Uzang, the light was dim, and there were huge golden prayer wheels, tinkling and spinning. Not far from the prayer wheels, pieces of ambergris wood were thrown on the simple and rough From the bronze incense tripod, bursts of fragrant green smoke rose.

Green smoke filled the air, covering the entire palace of the king's capital, making everything dreamy and unreal.

Through the diffuse green smoke, one can see a figure, wearing a loose white sleeved gown, kneeling on the ground, with his face facing down and motionless. Looking carefully, this person is the Prime Minister of King Ali who was defeated by Wang Chong in the Battle of the Southwest. Daqin Ruozan.

The Southwest was defeated, with heavy casualties and rampant plague. Thousands of Uzbek herdsmen lived in dire straits. The king of Tibet was furious, and directly ordered Daqin Ruozan to the capital for questioning.

"Your Majesty, I have nothing to say!"

Daqin Ruozan knelt down on the ground and did not argue at all.

"Asshole!!"

Hearing this sentence, the Tibetan king in the hall was furious, and buried more than 200,000 elite cavalry, causing a huge sheep plague. Daqin Ruozan's answer was that he had nothing to say.

How can the king of Tibet bear it?

"Come here! Get rid of his position, imprison him, and wait until the king disposes of him."

The Tibetan king's angry voice was like thunder, and could be heard even miles away.

Under the hall, Daqin Ruozan showed a wry smile. He had already thought about what kind of treatment he would receive when he entered the capital this time.

As the prime minister of Ali's royal family and the commander-in-chief of the entire Southwest War, he cannot shirk his responsibility for this failure, and any punishment will not be too much.

"I lost this battle convincingly."

Daqin Ruozan knelt on the ground, thinking of a seventeen-year-old boy who was receiving a reward in the distant Tang capital.

The battle that took place in the southwestern part of the Tang Dynasty was protracted. He tried all means, but in the end he was still no match for that young man. What else could he say in his heart.

I'm willing to bet and admit defeat.

"boom!"

The door of the palace opened, and in the curling blue mist, several royal warriors in heavy bronze armor strode in. These warriors from the capital of the king, who were burly and with thick hands and feet, took a glance in the hall, and soon landed on Daqin Ruozan who was not far away.

The guards of the king's capital, the elite that only the king of Tibet can mobilize, are all selected from thousands of people, and their strength is very strong. Generally, it will only be dispatched when the king of Tibet is in trouble, and most of the time it is not a very good thing.

"Wait a minute!"

Just when several guards of the royal capital were striding towards Daqin Ruozan, beside the King of Tibet, not far away, a figure shrouded in green smoke suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty, may I ask a few questions?"

The man left the table suddenly as he said that, and walked over from behind the table, the green smoke dispersed, and he saw that the man had a mustache and fair skin. But compared to Daqin Ruozan, he was calmer and thicker, and his eyes were sharper and wiser.

Looking at the entire Uzang Empire, the only one who dared to be so bold in front of the Tibetan king and made his own claims was the prime minister of the empire, the head of the five ministers, who talked about Qinling.

Although ranked first among the five prime ministers, Dalun Qinling is younger than Daqin Ruozan, but even so, when Dalun Qinling speaks, no matter it is the king of Tibet, both kings will guard him, including His Royal Highness's Prime Minister of the Royal Family of Ali, Daqin Ruozan, all showed expressions of respect.

In the Uzbek Empire, there is only one Dalun Qinling who can rule the roost with wisdom, and even the king of Tibet must respect what he says.

Dalun is an honorary title, which expresses the meaning of the prime minister, which is beyond the reach of Daqin Ruozan.

What the Uzang Empire pays attention to is strength, and there is no nepotism. Being the prime minister of Uzang and being respected by everyone is enough to explain the problem.

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