The Human Emperor

Chapter 87

The Sifang Pavilion looked quiet, but Wang Chong knew that this place is definitely one of the most rigorous places in the Middle Kingdom.

There is no way to know how many banned military powers are stationed. From afar, the square is over the sky, and even the air is faintly distorted. It is strange to see the sun, the moon and the stars.

The Sifang Pavilion looks simple and simple, and can easily overturn the wall, but after every visit, it will be discovered that this place is definitely the Longtan Tiger Cave.

Easy to enter, but not necessarily alive!

Every time Wang Chong enters here, there will be a feeling of entering the iron wall of the copper wall.

"I can't think of it, I finally came here again."

Looking at the Sifang Pavilion in the distance, Wang Chongxin’s heart shook his eyes and flashed an extremely complicated look. For the Sifang Pavilion, Wang Chong has always disliked it.

The reason is simple, the atmosphere here is too serious. Every time I enter here, it is not like a family gathering, but like attending a "conflict."

Moreover, Grandpa, or the old man (Wang Chong has always called him in his heart) is too rigid and honest.

Wang Chong’s rebellion, not learning no skills, making troubles, falling in the eyes of the old man is not pleasing. This makes Wang Chong come to be like an invisible person every time, and is marginalized.

No one pays attention to him, and no one cares about him.

For this reason, Wang Chong is more and more disliked to come here.

A lot of things are going to be lost in order to feel it's important.

Wang Chong really felt that the weight of the father was after the death of the father. The entire Wang family lost their dependence, and suddenly collapsed and completely declined.

Until that time, Wang Chong was suddenly awakened and really understood what the Father meant to the family.

People always have to accept the lessons and grow up.

When many years later, Wang Chong is no longer young, Wang Chong really understands the grandfather's intentions:

His life is just and clean, regardless of wealth, status, or power, it is not attractive to him. No one does not like grandchildren, no one does not like to enjoy happy old age.

The reason why he persisted for so long, in the year of his sorrow, still stayed in the Sifang Pavilion, for this family, for all the descendants of Wang!

So in the last life, when many years later, "the old place to revisit", there is no **** guard in the square, the weeds in it, become a very ordinary yard, the uncle and the uncle kneeling on the ground, will cry out!

In that scene, Wang Chong will never forget.

Wang Chong used to be full of awe, but the second world is human, Wang Chong's feelings here are completely different.

Not only is the flow of kindness in the blood, but for Wang Chong, there is also a glimmer of hope in the empire.

If Wang Chong wants to change the fate of the empire and change the destiny of Shenzhou, he must obtain the approval and help of the old man in the Sifangyuan!

This is the only chance for Wang Chong.

"drive!"

There was a scream from the carriage, and Wang Chong’s eyes blinked. He quickly returned to his head and retracted his head. While sitting in the carriage with his mother, he drove slowly toward the Sifang Pavilion.

The Wang family's carriage is not the first time to enter the Sifang Pavilion. The logo on the body is rarely known in the Tang Dynasty. However, it has undergone strict procedures, and it has been checked and confirmed, and then it is carried out.

"Get off the bus here! If you meet with the Nine Public, you will be notified."

Not far from the Square Museum, there are banned troops standing guard, several people wearing black armor, gloomy face, wooden expressionless banned swords and swords, blocking in front.

Here is the outer edge of the Sifang Pavilion. Although it is a member of the Wang family, it can only come here, and must wait for the summons inside.

No rules are not square, although Wang Chong is not used to this. However, Wang Chong knows that this is the rule set by the current Emperor, in order to fear that someone will fish in the water and sneak in.

For the Sifang Pavilion, the Holy Emperor is extremely valued.

"You are all waiting here. After a while, my aunt will come, and everyone will go in together. Remember not to run around."

Mrs. Wang was on the carriage, and she was familiar with all this.

Wang Chong and Xiaomei nodded, then opened the carriage door and walked away from the carriage.

The four squares are heavily guarded, looking at them at a glance, five steps and one post, ten steps and one whistle, layered on top of each other, and there are banned guards in the dark.

These gaze are looked at in all directions, without a word, giving people a feeling of being monitored all the time.

In the last life, Wang Chong has always felt very uncomfortable with this feeling of being monitored. However, the two worlds have been human, and have experienced great winds and waves. Wang Chong has long been unwilling to take care of this kind of surveillance.

"Mother, I will help you down."

Wang Chong stood next to the carriage and supported his mother. Mrs. Wang nodded and her heart was gratified.

The child really grew up, and when it was changed, it would be so sensible.

Ignoring the banned guards in the four places, the Quartet is actually beautiful. The trees in the pavilion are lush, surrounded by trees and trees, surrounded by neat, flat bluestone paths.

On both sides of the path, there are many cyan-colored rockeries and rocks with ancient rhymes. The clear and lively water that the Ministry of Construction carefully supervised was passed around.

Wang Chong looked around and even saw a cluster of bamboos cultivated in the heart, full of enthusiasm and strength, and a kind of vitality.

- The old man loves to be clean, and when he is young, he is both civil and military. These things are his favorite.

"Hey!"

Just waiting, a rumble of carriage came from behind.

"Hey, isn't this Shuhua? It's very early! The father-in-law, Shuhua, you really have a good heart!"

People haven't seen it yet, a cynicism, the yin and yang strange voice first came from the big blue carriage. Wang Chong turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a shackle and wearing a very expensive look out of the window. A pair of eyes stared at it, revealing a savory taste.

"Great aunt!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed an electric light. This horse is in the head, not someone else, it is Wang Chong’s aunt, Xing Yuanchun.

If the uncle of the last life is always happy with himself, then the aunt is annoyed to herself. This kind of disgust is not limited to Wang Chong alone, but the king's family up and down, big brother, second brother, father, mother, and younger sister are all included.

Even after the fall of the royal family, this attitude of the aunt has never changed:

When we were in trouble, everyone was too late to unite, and every day they were hungry, but the aunt was always jealous and countless. When eating, she must eat the best.

And when it comes to picking food, she must also pick the biggest one.

When the Wang family was in trouble, everyone was skinny, but the aunt was still a few pounds.

For this reason, Wang Chong and her two people hate each other.

"The nephew said, laughing, today's father-in-law's birthday, Shuhua, where to dare to be late."

When she heard the voice of her brother, Mrs. Wang’s face was heavy, but she did not dare to refute. Xing Yuanchun is the long wife of Wang Jiaxuan. In a highly feudal feudal society, her status is better than her.

"Mother, why are you polite with her? Big aunt, today's grandfather's 70th birthday, such an important thing, you as an elder, actually came so late, too careless?"

Wang Chong took his mother and ruthlessly retorted his lips. The mother couldn't open her mouth, and he couldn't have so many taboos for a child.

Even if Grandpa blames it, it is said that he is a little less and nothing, no big deal for you.

"Yes, that is, why are you talking about my mother?"

The little girl waved her fists and was also arrogant.

"you!"

Xing Yuanchun didn't think that Wang Chong would plug in the mouth. He also accused her of coming too late. Without heart, she was so angry that she pointed out a finger from the carriage and pointed at Wang Chong.

"You two small... little things, are there any elders in your eyes? How do you say it! I talk to your mother, is it your turn to interrupt? - Zhao Shuhua, are you educating children like this?"

"enough!"

At this time, a cold, majestic sound came from the carriage. Inside and outside the carriage, the three people who were arguing immediately quieted down.

"Today is the father's life, no one can argue here. Xing Yuanchun, you give me a shut up. Wang Chong, you don't say much!"

It is the voice of Wang Chong’s uncle, the lord of the prince, who is a minister in the court. He speaks a majesty.

"Yes, uncle!"

Wang Chongxi took a ritual and did not say more. Compared with the past, the tone of the uncle is obviously soothing a lot, and there is not much to blame.

Obviously, it is not ineffective that I have raised some points before and helped the uncle and cousin. But I don't know why, when Wang Chong always felt that when he talked to the uncle, he felt a lot of feelings.

"My brother learned that Shuhua is rude."

Wang Chong’s mother, Zhao Shuhua, also bowed to the side. Although Wang Chong’s uncle Wang Hao was harsh and rigid, his relationship with the Wang family was not very good, but he was not as harsh and difficult as Xing Yuanchun, and he liked cynicism.

Therefore, there is not much conflict between Wang Chong’s mother and him.

"Wang Hao! You bend your elbows out, you know what to say. She is hitting me!"

There was a sharp, discordant voice in the carriage. Although the uncle Wang Shuo spoke, but Wang Chong’s aunt, Xing Yuanchun, did not pay much, and the voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Mother, a few words..."

At this time, another voice in the carriage complained.

"It's a cousin!"

Wang Chong heard it. Grandpa’s 70th birthday, such a big thing, the cousin Wang Zhuyan can’t come.

"Okay! Even you even help the outsiders to talk. Stinky, look at me and don't teach you to die."

The aunt's face was angry and said that it seemed to stick out her fingers, and then it was a scream of the cousin, which seemed to be really painful.

However, it was a burst of resentment.

"Hey, isn't the front of Shuhua? There is Yuanchun!"

Suddenly, the carriage rumbled, and a warm voice came from the rear. Wang Chong turned his head and saw a carriage with three gold leaf signs coming from behind and a familiar face was found in the window.

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