While the people of the Ministry of Rites were heaving a long sigh of relief, in another direction, the crowd was growing more and more excited. Amidst the dense crowd, an adult lifted his child up high and propped him on his shoulder.
"Look! Son, that's the role model you should learn from. When you grow up, you must become a hero like that as well. "
The father looked at the distant carriage with an excited expression.
"Daddy, daddy, I see it, I see it!"
The three or four years old child propped on his father's shoulder said in a childish voice, his expression also very excited.
When the young voice reached the carriage, the calm Wang Chong, whose eyes were closed all this time, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, and a trace of emotion appeared on his face.
"Get out of the way! All of you, get back! "
Perhaps it was because they were too excited, but the group of people followed the surging tide and pushed forward, not noticing that they had unknowingly pushed too far forward and squeezed into the soldiers on guard.
In an instant, the soldiers in charge of guarding the front immediately fiercely turned around and vigorously pushed the surrounding crowd. The father and son were also among the soldiers.
The father lost his balance and fell backward. The three or four years old son in his arms also fell from his shoulder, crying out in fright.
Seeing that the child was about to fall, in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, boom, a majestic force suddenly shot out like lightning, abruptly catching the falling child.
Weng!
This scene was too sudden. Sensing the direction of the burst of energy, the crowd instantly fell silent. Even the soldiers who were forcefully pushing against the crowd trembled and abruptly stopped.
"Oh no!"
Almost at the same time, the expressions of the officials of the Ministry of Rites in the distance suddenly changed.
All of them suddenly had an extremely bad feeling in their hearts.
"Hurry!"
The leading official of the Ministry of Rites anxiously shouted and suddenly let out a beast-like roar. Beside him, several experts of the City Guard received the order and immediately charged toward the source of the disturbance.
Their reactions were already very fast, but things were still developing in the direction they feared the most.
"Bang!"
Under the gazes of countless people, the two wooden doors of the plain-looking carriage suddenly opened, and a young and slender figure walked out of the carriage.
At that moment, the entire city gate fell into a deathly silence.
"King of Foreign Lands! The King of Foreign Lands!! "
Outside the city gate, within the dense crowd, a man suddenly shouted in excitement. In an instant, all the people near the city gate became excited and let out earth-shattering cheers. His voice was louder than it had ever been. For the common people of the capital, this was their first time seeing Wang Chong.
In their eyes, the young figure standing at the door of the carriage was taller than a mountain, more dazzling than the sun and moon. At that moment, Wang Chong was the most eye-catching existence in the entire world.
"It's over!"
Seeing Wang Chong standing at the door of the carriage, the leading official from the Ministry of Rites felt his heart sink. He had never imagined that just as Wang Chong was about to smoothly enter the city, he would end up failing on the verge of success, ruined by some idiots of the City Guard over a pair of father and son.
Gallop! Dust churned on the road outside the city gate. Upon seeing Wang Chong step out of the carriage, several City Guard experts galloped over and stood in front of Wang Chong.
"Milord …"
These people wanted to speak up and stop Wang Chong, but Wang Chong turned his head and glared at them, causing their hearts to tremble and their mouths to tremble.
The duty of the City Guard was to maintain the stability and safety of the capital. There were all sorts of people in the capital, and they had seen countless high officials and nobles, but none of them could compare to the look in Wang Chong's eyes. With just a glance, everyone's hearts were filled with words, and they couldn't say a single word.
"Withdraw!"
An indifferent voice resounded in their ears, neither loud nor soft. These people subconsciously wanted to retort, but before they could speak, the City Guard experts suddenly realized that their bodies seemed to be under someone's control, causing them to involuntarily retreat.
"Yes! Milord! "
A familiar voice resounded in their ears, and to the shock of the City Guard experts, this was their own voice. Their voices were filled with respect, even more so than when they spoke to their superiors. For a moment, all the City Guard experts were stunned.
"What … what a terrifying pressure!"
The experts of the City Guard were drenched in cold sweat, and even their backs were drenched in sweat. In all their years of service in the City Guard, they had never seen anyone exude such an intense pressure. In an instant, the group of people were like antelopes that had encountered a lion. Before they could think too much, their bodies instinctively took measures to protect themselves.
But Wang Chong ignored them. With a wave of his robe, he stepped down from the carriage and began to walk toward the father and son.
Bzzz! In a flash of light, the child that had been on the verge of falling to the ground landed in Wang Chong's arms. In the distance, the father crawled up from the ground. At this sight, not only was he not worried, he was pleasantly surprised.
"Wonderful!"
He had never imagined that a simple fall would allow his child to meet the greatest legend of the empire.
The crowd was in an uproar, countless people craning their necks to look expectantly at the King of Foreign Lands and the child in his arms.
At this moment, Wang Chong paid no attention to any of this. His eyes were completely focused on the three or four-year-old child in his arms. But the child was not afraid. He only stared at Wang Chong, his eyes pure and curious.
"This is for you!"
Wang Chong took out a small dagger and placed it in the child's hand.
"It doesn't matter if you understand or not. Remember, no matter when, never give up on your ideals, never give up on hope!"
After placing the child in the father's hands, Wang Chong quickly turned around and entered the carriage. Rumble! The carriage started moving, and with the sound of rolling wheels, it sped towards the tall city gate. Behind him, the sea of people seemed to have woken up from a dream and cheered along with him.
"King of Foreign Lands!"
"King of Foreign Lands!"
"King of Foreign Lands!"
… …
The cheers of the crowd were louder and louder than any other time. Even the walls of the capital seemed to tremble in response to this earth-shattering roar. The people of the capital who had come to welcome the King of Foreign Lands were in an extremely high mood. In everyone's impression, there was nothing more iconic than the scene that had just taken place.
The greatest hero of the empire, the legendary War God who had conquered and destroyed an army of one million Arabs, and the most ordinary and weak child of the Tang Dynasty. This scene had been deeply imprinted into the minds of the crowd, and they would not be able to forget it for a very long time.
Looking at the scene before them and hearing the deafening cheers, the expressions of the officials from the Ministry of Rites in the surroundings became extremely unsightly.
… …
Putting aside the cheering crowd outside the city, Wang Chong, Xu Keyi, Chen Bin, and the others had long ago passed through the city gates and entered the capital. Unlike the sea of people outside, it was much quieter behind the city gates. In the distance, several hundred meters away, carriages were parked on the side of the road. Figures stood in front of these carriages with their hands at their sides, apparently waiting for a very long time.
Perhaps not every one of these figures possessed a powerful cultivation base, but without exception, all of them exuded a strong aura of power. Some of them exuded the prestige of an official that was even stronger than Wang Chong's. Only the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty could possess such powerful auras.
Rumble! The carriage came to a halt when it was still several dozen paces from the ministers. Zhang Que's carriage came to a halt.
"Marquis, we can't go any further."
Zhang Que's voice suddenly came from outside the carriage. His voice trembled slightly as he swallowed hard. Zhang Que had followed Wang Chong through many battles and seen many storms, but even he couldn't help but pale at the sight of these figures, his voice tinged with nervousness.
"Young Marquis, this old man has been waiting for a long time!"
At almost the same time, an elderly and vigorous voice came from up ahead.
Seated in the carriage, Wang Chong's brow creased, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Qiqin, I'm going down to see them. You can return to the residence in a little while."
Wang Chong turned his head to Xu Yi-qin and gently said.
"Mm."
Xu Yi-qin looked in the direction of the carriage and nodded, a kind and understanding look on her face. Wang Chong's return to the capital had stirred up the various factions. The soldiers on the frontlines had sacrificed so much, but all of it had been reduced to nothing in a single night. Wang Chong needed an explanation and an answer.
From the moment the two of them arrived at the capital, an invisible storm had begun to sweep through the capital, one that was certain to shake the empire. Wang Chong had told her to leave because he didn't want to implicate her. And in Xu Yi-qin's view, Wang Chong had far too many things that required his attention, and she did not want Wang Chong to be distracted or implicated.
"Go. I'll come find you when the time comes."
Creaaak!
The door to the carriage opened, and the soft creak was particularly loud and grating. Wang Chong stepped out of the carriage and quickly landed on the ground. All was quiet outside the carriage. Wang Chong turned his head and immediately saw that hundreds of carriages were parked in front of the carriage. The Yong River was barricaded, and the carriages were decorated with the emblems of the nobles and illustrious clans of the capital.
Countless figures stood in front of these carriages. Some had white hair, some were young and vigorous, some were dressed in the robes of an official, some were dressed in casual clothes, some were smiling at Wang Chong like a spring breeze, and some were sneering, their expressions strange and sinister.
This tiny city gate had attracted countless nobles and officials, their friends in the open and in the shadows. The moment Wang Chong returned to the capital, countless people, each with their own ulterior motives, had gathered here.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong took in all of this, and a glimmer of light flashed through his eyes before quickly returning to normal.
"Hahaha, boy Wang Chong, this old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"
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