After Yang Zhao left, Wang Chong was still in a daze.
"How unexpected …"
Wang Chong shook his head as he muttered to himself. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart. This was the arrogant Imperial Uncle from his previous life, the one who would shake his head and say, 'Gongzi is a talented man with a bright future ahead of you'. In reality, his words were insincere and insincere.
As for Wang Chong, they became sworn brothers when Wang Chong was still in a humble position.
This was something that had never happened in his previous life, and it left Wang Chong with an indescribable feeling. However, there was one thing that Wang Chong was certain of.
Yang Zhao's existence was crucial to him changing the fate of the empire and dealing with the hidden crocodile in the royal court.
Becoming sworn brothers with Wang Chong was beneficial to him.
"I wonder what he gave me?"
Wang Chong suddenly recalled the gift that Yang Zhao spoke of. Before Yang Zhao left, he had said that he could only open it after Wang Chong left.
Now that Yang Zhao had left, he should be able to open it now.
Pah!
Wang Chong opened the purplish-red wooden box. There were no treasures, pills, cultivation techniques, or anything shocking inside. There were only a few thin pieces of letter paper, folded and stacked inside.
"What is this?"
Wang Chong frowned in bewilderment.
Wang Chong took out the topmost piece of paper from the wooden box. Opening it, he saw rows of small characters. Wang Chong's doubts grew.
Since ancient times, when people became sworn brothers, there were those who gave gold, those who gave treasures, and those who gave nothing at all. The only one who didn't give a letter was a letter.
Opening the letter, Wang Chong's heart sank when he saw the seal at the end. He finally knew what Yang Zhao had given him.
"King Qi!"
Wang Chong's heart pounded. He finally understood what was going on. The letters in the exquisite purplish-red wooden box were all letters written by Prince Qi to Consort Tai Zhen.
The content of the letter was also very simple. It was all about King Qi encouraging Consort Tai Zhen to join forces with him to deal with The King of Song. Wang Chong counted five to six letters in total, and the content was almost the same. They were all encouraging Consort Tai Zhen to join forces with him.
It was clear that King Qi had launched a massive offensive on Consort Tai Zhen's side.
However, in the end, Consort Tai Zhen still chose The King of Song. Otherwise, he wouldn't have received the notification from the Stone of Destiny while he was in prison.
"Yang Zhao, you're doing a favor for Consort Taizhen, and you're also doing me a favor!"
Wang Chong understood what Yang Zhao meant. If he were to give these letters to The King of Song, it would be a meritorious deed.
At the very least, The King of Song would owe the Wang clan a favor.
After carefully placing the letters back into the wooden box, Wang Chong put them back into the drawer of his study. After settling the matters at home, Wang Chong didn't alarm anyone and headed to the Ghost Tree District in the west of the city alone.
The Ghost Tree District was quiet and serene.
Under the massive Ghost Tree, Wang Chong saw a thin figure dressed in black sitting cross-legged, waiting silently.
"Elder!"
Wang Chong walked over and bowed.
"You're back."
So Jung-son said calmly. His thin face was still expressionless, but Wang Chong could still sense a sense of concern.
"Yes!"
Wang Chong nodded.
"Suffering is the tempering of life. Entering the imperial prison once isn't a big deal. Young man, it'll be beneficial for you in the future if you go through some tempering. "
So Jung-son said calmly.
"Yes, this junior has learned his lesson."
Even though Wang Chong was usually a cheeky person in front of Su Zhengchen, at this moment, he adopted a humble and respectful attitude, accepting the other party's teachings humbly.
Wang Chong knew of So Jung-son's experiences, so he knew that So Jung-son had the right to say such words to him.
Compared to his life experiences and the hardships he had gone through, entering the imperial prison was indeed nothing.
"Un. It's good that you can understand this. Sit down and play a round with me! "
So Jung-son finally reached out a hand and pointed to the seat opposite him, gesturing for Wang Chong to sit down.
"Yes, elder."
Wang Chong heaved a sigh of relief and knelt down opposite So Jung-son. An old man and a young man, each holding a black and white chessboard, started fighting again.
So Jung-son looked calm and spoke little, no different from before. On the other hand, Wang Chong felt a little uneasy when he thought of what So Jung-son had said. He almost lost a few chess pieces to So Jung-son.
"Focus your mind and calm your Qi. Nothing is outside your mind. Fame and fortune, all the love and humiliation are just outside your body. Even if they are outside your body, what could possibly affect your mind? "
So Jung-son lowered his head and said calmly.
Wang Chong was startled. He had a feeling that So Jung-son was using his release from prison to teach him something. This had never happened before.
This gave Wang Chong a strange feeling, but Wang Chong did not reject it.
"Yes, this junior understands."
Wang Chong took a deep breath. As he recalled the experiences of his last life, he quickly calmed down.
Although each person walked a different path, when it came to fame and fortune, the two shared the same view. So Jung-son was willing to hand over his authority when he was at the height of his power. It was clear that he had no attachment to the authority that everyone yearned for.
As for Wang Chong …
Wang Chong had always been well aware that authority was only a means for him to realize his mission, not the ultimate goal.
With this thought, Wang Chong grinned and quickly calmed down. On the chessboard, he once again defeated the War God So Jung-son.
So Jung-son's eyes flashed with praise. He spread out the chess pieces and once more began to play against Wang Chong.
Round after round, match after match, Su Zhengchen had never won a single one of them.
There was no day or night on the chessboard, and it was impossible to sense the passage of time. It had been a long time since the two had fought, and even So Jung-son had lost track of time. Before they knew it, night had fallen. On this day, Wang Chong and So Jung-son played later than any other day.
"He's here, I found him!"
While the two were playing, a commotion suddenly came from behind them. Wang Chong paled, and before he could react, he heard a familiar voice at his ear.
"Hahaha, Young Master Wang, you've truly been looking for me! Today is the day you were released from prison. His Highness wanted to hold a welcoming dinner for you, but I didn't expect to find you. Not even the Wang Clan. So you were hiding here … "
In the darkness, a figure in a wide-sleeved robe walked over.
Lu Ting!
In the darkness of the night, as the distance closed, the person's face immediately became clear. It was The King of Song's aide, Lu Ting.
Few people came to the Ghost Tree District, and Wang Chong had never brought anyone here before. Wang Chong didn't know why Lu Ting was here, nor did he know why he was here.
If it was in the past, Wang Chong would definitely be overjoyed to see Lu Ting here, and he would even be willing to drink and chat with him. But now was definitely not the time.
"Hahaha, no wonder I couldn't find you. So you were playing chess with someone here … playing chess … "
A moment ago, Lu Ting was still laughing, his face full of smiles. But the next moment, when he saw the figure opposite Wang Chong, Lu Ting's eyes widened in shock.
"You … you … Lu Ting pays respect to Su gong!"
Peng, Lu Ting's knees buckled, and he suddenly knelt before So Jung-son. His expression was respectful, and his body was trembling slightly. It was clear how shocked he was.
Upon hearing 'Su gong' from Lu Ting's mouth, Wang Chong and So Jung-son's expressions changed as well.
Other than Shen Hai and Meng Long, who were extremely loyal and reliable, Wang Chong didn't bring anyone else here. The reason why he didn't want others to know of Su Zhengchen's identity was because he didn't want others to know of it.
In this period of time when they played chess, Wang Chong had also never revealed So Jung-son's identity. This was already a tacit understanding.
Lu Ting, on the other hand, revealed So Jung-son's identity the moment he arrived, ruining his painstaking efforts.
"Wang Chong, it seems like our fate has come to an end."
So Jung-son stood up from behind the chessboard, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body like a tidal wave. This was the first time Wang Chong saw So Jung-son display his true strength.
In an instant, Wang Chong seemed to see a majestic mountain rising from the ground in front of him. Moreover, it was growing at a speed that was several times faster than before. In the end, it reached the clouds and disappeared into the depths of the Great Void.
In the face of this enormous aura, anyone could not help but feel a sense of insignificance.
Ever since Emperor Taizong's death, So Jung-son had never revealed his name to the world. As such, many people thought that he was dead.
The reason why he set up the chessboard in the Ghost Tree District, a place with ordinary people, was so that no one would know of his identity and attract attention.
Now that Lu Ting had seen through him, this matter would probably spread throughout the entire court in less than a night.
"Elder!"
Wang Chong looked at So Jung-son, who had turned from an ordinary old man into a war god in an instant. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he had lost something important.
Wang Chong knew that from today onwards, the two of them would probably not be able to play chess anymore. It was also impossible for them to indulge in their usual behavior, eat some beef, and drink some wine in front of him.
Just like So Jung-son said, "Our fate has come to an end."
"Kid, actually, I've wanted to tell you for a long time. We can't keep playing like this. It's just that this is your first day out of prison. That's why I didn't tell you. "
So Jung-son placed his hands behind his back, and his aura surged as he ignored Lu Ting on the ground.
"Also, you should be participating in the new Three Great Training Camps that the court has opened, right?"
"Yes!"
Wang Chong nodded, not denying it. The Three Great Training Camps would only be opened for two to three days, which was a short time. That was why Wang Chong had rushed to see So Jung-son as soon as he was released from prison.
"Very well. Work hard! You have talent and talent, so don't waste it! "
So Jung-son opened his palm, and a white chess piece flew up from the chessboard and into his palm.
"Fate comes and goes. Fate comes and goes. This white chess piece is my gift to you. Take good care of it. I hope that you will be like this chess piece. No matter what happens, you will always be true to yourself and never forget your original intentions! "
Whoosh!
The white chess piece entered Wang Chong's palm, and the originally calm space was suddenly filled with a strong gust of wind. So Jung-son's robes fluttered in the wind as he strode forward. This time, he was faster than he had ever been.
"Don't forget your original intentions. Perhaps we will meet again! Otherwise, we will never meet again! … "
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