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Chapter 208 Sunflower Collection, Legend of the Future

Chapter 208 Sunflower Book, Legend of the Future

The twelfth day of the first lunar month is a rare sunny winter day in the Northern Tang Dynasty.

A group of masters with different costumes seemed to come from the clouds, or as if they were coming to the sky. They headed towards the capital at an extremely fast speed.

There were a burst of wind, as if everyone's body movements could burst into a strong sound of breaking through the air.

Several warriors passing by the capital were shocked to find that this group of masters were amazingly masters. In a blink of an eye, they went from one mountain to another, and their body movements were so fast that it was difficult to capture.

He rushed over and entered the city through the air. A martial master floated down and explained to the garrison. Otherwise, such a group of masters would not have been able to openly enter the city.

"He is a good emperor."

Wang Ce suddenly sighed, and the old eunuch Xu and others were surprised. Wang Ce lowered his head and pointed at the bottom. The thick snow on the main road was cleared. At this time, many people were cleaning up the snow on some roads. This was an act of the government, and the people were working together to help.

Since the beginning of winter, governments in various places have provided disaster relief, sent clothes to homeless and poor people, and served porridge for a long time, etc. As a member of the two yamen, how could Wang Ce not know the information from various places?

In the Northern Tang Dynasty, everyone dared not say that everyone has food, clothing, clothing, and houses, but they are indeed working hard for it. If you say that this is the merit of the court and has nothing to do with the emperor, that is nonsense.

Over the past century, three or four emperors of the Northern Tang Dynasty worked hard to govern the people, and the people under their rule were indeed rich. Every year, there were a large number of refugees who had no food, no clothes, no clothes, no houses, and rebellions broke out every year. There was a difference in comparison between the two.

"Whether he is a good emperor, I will leave it to future generations for evaluation." Tang Zheng looked expressionless and coldly grabbed Wang Ce from Lao Xu, and rushed into the palace with a slight body movement.

"Emperor, I have brought you. Have you found out whether your hair has fallen off?"

Tang Zheng's cold voice was so resentful that he would be allowed to threaten the royal family, but he would not be allowed to vent his royal family? There was no reason, so he raised his hand and threw Wang Ce towards the Imperial Garden: "Catch it."

A faint hunched figure floated, and Wang Ce fell like a mountain, but was taken lightly by the old eunuch Wang, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I ask me to thank Emperor Wuzong of Tang! Please come back here."

"Hmph! I don't believe it. What's the point of him worthy of his treasure?" Tang Zheng snorted coldly and fled away.

Putting down Wang Ce, the old eunuch Wang smiled: "Wang Zhenfu, Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time. Please."

Wang Ce shrugged his shoulders, humming a little tune happily, and joined the old eunuch Wang, only complaining: "I have to come back in such a hurry, but I can't even say a few words to my friend and wife."

"Then there is no hurry. Wang Zhenfu has time in the future." Old eunuch Wang smiled. As a eunuch, he was definitely a role model. He had no sense of existence when he was by the emperor. But as a Wu Emperor, it was too embarrassing, so how could there be a Wu Emperor who was a servant?

That may not be. Wang Ce shook his hair casually and interviewed very gossip: "Master Wang, what does it feel like to be a Martial Emperor? How powerful is the Martial Emperor? Can he kill a million troops alone?"

A master of deification has always been said to have a rival to ten thousand people. If a martial master can overwhelm the army, then most of the martial emperor can overwhelm the army.

The old eunuch Wang's face was obviously stiff, and he smiled and said, "I guess no one will let the millions of troops be killed by Emperor Wu, so that will naturally not happen."

Wang Ceha laughed and suddenly said in a slight and narrow voice: "Mr. Wang, are you practicing the legendary sunflower book?"

"Sunflower Book?" Old Eunuch Wang thought about it seriously: "I have never heard of it."

Wang Ce couldn't help laughing and entered the hall with a loud laugh.

"But I know that the Sunflower Book is the most suitable for eunuchs to practice. If eunuchs practice, they will make great progress and reach a superb place, and they can fly and hide everything from the sky and hide in the earth, it is a world-class magical skill."

Of course, the old eunuch Wang would not believe a young man who was full of Hu Chai. Wang Ce had never left Bei Tang, how much could he know?

However, a little eunuch who was sweeping the snow heard it, his heart was turbulent and he believed it without doubt. From this day on, the Sunflower Book has become the supreme book that eunuchs are striving to pursue.

It just fits the saying: I haven’t been in the world for many years, but there is still a legend about me in the world.

"Sunflower Book!"

The emperor seemed to even coughing, and was filled with joy: "Is there such a worldly magical skill?"

"Yes." Wang Ce smirked: "I heard that this Sunflower Book is a martial art created by a eunuch named Huang Shang to avenge his family. It is particularly strange and has achieved great success. It has reached the peak of its cultivation and is even more invincible."

The emperor laughed: "Invincible? Even Emperor Wu dared not speak easily."

"That's not necessarily." Wang Ce was serious, with a "I'm very serious" expression: "I heard of a lost sword technique called "Flying Immortal from Heaven". Perhaps it may not be the best in the world, but it is the most domineering sword technique in the world."

"I know the sword technique, the sand that does not leak, the water of Forgetful River, and the flowers of the other shore. According to legend, it was created by a martial god, and was the first master of Sword God. He was honored as Sword God by Sword God Mountain." The emperor said slowly: "However, there are very few people who know these three styles now.

Wang Ce was drinking tea, but when he heard this, he choked and coughed for a long time before he choked.

"Thousands of years have passed, and many things have changed. Thousands of years ago, there was a human emperor. Now there is no human emperor in Jiuzhou."

The emperor walked over, touched Wang Ce's forehead, and said kindly: "You came from the northwest, I'm afraid you're tired, so I'll take a break first. If you have anything to say, it's not too late to say it tomorrow."

"Old Wang, take him to rest."

Old eunuch Wang led Wang Ce all the way around the palace. Wang Ce looked around and had no time to spare, and said, "This palace is too simple." Even one-tenth of the luxury and magnificence of the Forbidden City.

"I want to say that this palace would occupy hundreds of square kilometers, be luxurious and luxurious, or come with a few royal gardens inside, and I would be embarrassed to say that it was the place where the emperor lived."

Hey, Old Wang, this old guy who doesn't carry a hand, is quite calm. Wang Ce smacked his lips and said, "Is it okay for me to sleep in the palace like this? It is said that after... Gong Jiali Sanqian, what if I go to the wrong place in the night?"

No matter how steady the old eunuch Wang was, he was shocked. This young master really dared to say such words. He would be afraid of being a eunuch in the palace?

Old Wang coughed and said calmly: "Wang Zhenfu, be careful of his words!"

Seeing that Wang Ce was about to say, the old eunuch Wang couldn't bear it anymore, he said in a stronger tone: "Wang Zhenfu, Your Majesty has not made a decision for one day, so you will stay in the big house one day. No matter how much you say, the same is true."

You are ruthless! Wang Ce was so disappointed. Once the high wall was separated, there were two heavens and earths, two worlds.

He was in the big inside, looking at the high wall, but he couldn't see his old friend and wife at all. Not to mention how sad it was.

After sending Wang Ce to a bedroom, the old eunuch Wang whispered a few words to serve the eunuch. After a while, two graceful and beautiful little palace maids came over and Yingying bowed and said, "I have seen the master, so General Manager Wang asked me to serve the master."

Wang Ce was shocked. Could it be that he was really a prince? The emperor had just sent his reserve wife to the door. How absurd it was. To say it, it must be a fantasy.

"Three circles on the left and three circles on the right, twist your neck and butt, go to bed early and get up early, let's do exercise!"

The strange singing was melodious in the courtyard, and the little palace maid covered her mouth and laughed, whispering: "This Lord Wang is so strange, look at him twisting around."

"He is Lord Wang Ce, the youngest and highest official in our Northern Tang Dynasty, or a genius in our Northern Tang Dynasty. Maybe he will become Emperor Wu in the future."

I have heard too much, and it is really as if I am so thunderous. This is the first time I have seen this real person. The little palace maid was surprised to find that this little Wang is young and handsome, full of vitality and some very attractive unique temperaments.

A loud whistle full of hooligan temperament came from Wang Ce's mouth, and the two pretty little palace maids blushed.

Who dares to compete with the young master? Brother is blowing whistling at people in the palace to tease people. What do you want to compare with me? Wang Ce is proud. Now that the queen is in front of him, most of the time he dares to whistle shamelessly and boldly.

It's a man! You know.

"I arranged for them to serve you. I wanted to reward you in the future, but you... did nothing."

The emperor in the dragon robe appeared faintly, revealing a hint of disappointment. Wang Ce swallowed his saliva. What an unrestrained emperor he was. When he thought something was wrong, he immediately jumped up: "Your Majesty, you are not kind, and you have to send someone to monitor me in such matters!"

The emperor was silent: "If it happened, naturally no one would watch it. But you did nothing last night." Wang Ce suddenly collapsed. This was clearly a slap in the face, and he suspected his instinct as a man.

The emperor waved his hand gently, and someone brought light porridge and snacks up in a while. The emperor waved his hand and said, "Everything is gone."

"For seventeen years, I, the uncle, failed to take good care of you. But I hope you can understand and I have difficulties."

Wang Ce took the bowl of sweet eight-treasure porridge without caring, and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, that's great. Your Majesty, if I say I have all my difficulties, I don't know if you believe it."

He looked at Wang Ce for a while and the emperor was silent: "Young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow. You should be clean at your age, so why bother to think too much?"

Wang Ce smiled brightly, saying word by word: "Your Majesty may not know that your majesty is above me, I am afraid. I am afraid of death, I am afraid of death."

"I'm afraid of the royal family killing me. I thought that King Gong and King Zhong died, so there was no need to be afraid. However, I was wrong and I found it even more afraid."

"I'm afraid of many people and things. I'm afraid of the royal family. I'm afraid of the adults." Wang Ce took a selfie with annoyance and snapped his cheeks: "I'm afraid of this and that. But the more I'm afraid of it, the more I have to be a human and a worker."

Wang Ce snatched his face with a blaming voice: "As Your Majesty saw, I have always been so awkward and so mean."

"But what I fear the most is..."

Wang Ce said softly, and the second half was so weak that it was almost inaudible under the north wind.

As the Emperor Wuzong, he naturally heard it. The spoon containing the eight-treasure porridge suddenly had a slight meal, and the porridge overflowed and dripped from the spoon.
Chapter completed!
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