"Wang Chong? You're Wang Chong gongzi!"
At this moment, Sun Zhiming was completely dumbfounded. Wang Chong had submitted a memorial to the Holy Emperor regarding the regional commanders incident, causing him to be hated by the Hu and imprisoned in the imperial prison.
Sun Zhiming didn't expect that the one who would suddenly appear to help him deal with Deng Mingxin would be Wang Chong. In that instant, Sun Zhiming was incomparably agitated.
"Wang gongzi, I have no grudge with you, so why must you go against me?"
Deng Mingxin stared at Wang Chong with an awful expression.
After learning of Wang Chong's identity and seeing him take out the token of The King of Song, Deng Mingxin knew that he had kicked a metal plate this time.
"Where's your high and mighty attitude from just now? What? Are you going to admit defeat now? "
Wang Chong sneered coldly as he slowly adjusted his sleeves.
"There's no need for you to think too much. I just want to tell you this. I'm determined to interfere in Sun Zhiming's affairs! "
Those words left Deng Mingxin's face even uglier than the bottom of his stomach.
"Wang gongzi, must you do this?"
Deng Mingxin took a deep breath. He knew that there was no way he could resolve this matter peacefully. Since Wang Chong insisted on interfering in Sun Zhiming's affairs, he decided to throw caution to the wind.
"Even though my background isn't as good as yours, you shouldn't be too gleeful. I might not be able to deal with you, but there are plenty of people in the Kunwu Training Camp who can. The King of Song might be powerful, but he's still no match for King Qi in the royal court. — — Sun Zhiming, think carefully. Are you going to follow me or him? You should know the consequences of offending King Qi. When the time comes, it won't be as simple as just losing your father's position! "
He had to get his hands on Sun Zhiming, and it wasn't just because this matter concerned whether he could enter the Kunwu Training Camp or not. Furthermore, Sun Zhiming was the only talent under his father.
Even that person had said that Sun Zhiming's talent was astounding, and he was someone that he should have a firm grasp over. As long as he could tame Sun Zhiming, he would surely be able to achieve meteoric success in the future.
Furthermore, Sun Zhiming was also the reason why he had chosen to side with King Qi.
It didn't matter if Wang Chong taught his lackey a lesson or made him lose face. But Sun Zhiming couldn't leave. No matter what, he had to firmly grasp this person in his hands.
"Hmph!"
Seeing how Deng Mingxin was still trying to threaten Sun Zhiming at this point in time, Wang Chong was infuriated.
If he allowed Sun Zhiming to continue following Deng Mingxin, Sun Zhiming's death would only be a matter of time. To think that Deng Mingxin would dare to use his clan and King Qi to suppress Sun Zhiming. Wang Chong didn't mind using his illustrious family background to suppress Deng Mingxin's cautiousness.
"Deng Mingxin, no wonder you're so confident. It turned out that he had sided with King Qi. But do you think that relying on Prince Qi will be of any use? "
Wang Chong sneered coldly. Since Deng Mingxin refused to let go of Sun Zhiming and even used his clan to threaten him, he couldn't be blamed for his actions.
"Hmph, Deng Mingxin, I heard that your father is Deng Zhou, right? Fine! Tomorrow, return to the countryside with your father! "
Those words made Deng Mingxin's face darken.
"Wang Chong, stop bragging. Who do you think you're scaring? You don't have the capability! "
"Heh, we'll find out tomorrow whether you believe me or not."
Wang Chong sneered coldly.
His big uncle, Wang Gen, was an influential official in the royal court, and The King of Song had reinstated his position and returned to the royal court. As long as the two of them worked together, it would be a walk in the park to demote a minor official and have him retire early.
Deng Mingxin's father, Deng Zhou, was an assistant minister in the Bureau of Personnel, wielding great authority over the life and death of officials. It was through this authority that the Deng Clan was able to keep Sun Zhiming's family in the palm of their hands.
However, if he didn't have this identity … He would like to see what Deng Mingxin would use to threaten Sun Zhiming.
"Sun Zhiming, don't worry. I'll help you if anything happens! Just go ahead and take the examination. As for Deng Mingxin, there won't be a Assistant Minister Deng Zhou in the Bureau of Personnel anymore, so he won't be able to threaten you anymore. "
Wang Chong lightly said, his right hand patting Sun Zhiming's shoulder, his expression naturally exuding an aura that could convince others.
The current Wang Clan had risen from the ashes, and everyone was united. Together with The King of Song and the Consort Tai Zhen in the palace, they were determined to protect Sun Zhiming.
"Gongzi, thank you!"
Sun Zhiming bowed deeply in gratitude. There was no one in the world who didn't know of Duke Jiu's name.
If the Wang Clan were to stand up for him, he wouldn't have to worry about his father.
"Bastard! Sun Zhiming, don't regret this! "
How could Deng Mingxin not know Sun Zhiming's choice? With a steely face, he flung his sleeves and stormed off.
He could still say a few words if Wang Chong were to instigate Sun Zhiming. But since Sun Zhiming had chosen Wang Chong, there was nothing he could do about it.
There was no point in staying here!
"Gongzi!"
Seeing Deng Mingxin leave, the other lackey's face darkened, and he hurriedly followed.
Looking at their backs, Wang Chong chuckled inwardly.
'A wicked man needs another wicked man to deal with'. Against someone like Deng Mingxin, Wang Chong didn't mind playing the role of the 'wicked man' for a moment.
Most of the students in Kunwu Training Camp were commoners or descendants of ordinary officials, so Wang Chong wouldn't make use of their status to deal with them.
But if anyone tried to use their status to bully others and undermine fairness, Wang Chong wouldn't mind using his own identity to suppress them.
"Sun Zhiming, you're quite perceptive. However, your root bone is still lacking. After today's examination, come over to my place. I'll impart a Panther Bone cultivation technique to you. "
Wang Chong said.
On the path of martial arts, one had to progress from easy to difficult. It wasn't that Wang Chong wasn't willing to impart a higher root bone cultivation technique to him. Rather, Sun Zhiming hadn't even reached the most basic Panther Bone.
There was no benefit in imparting him the Tiger Bone.
"Thank you, gongzi!"
Overjoyed, Sun Zhiming stood up and bowed deeply. The root bone cultivation technique had always been a secret of the general clans.
Sun Zhiming's talent wasn't bad, but his root bone was too weak. An elder once told him that if he could make up for his weak root bone, his future would be limitless.
This was also the reason why Sun Zhiming was so determined to join Kunwu Training Camp.
Sun Zhiming didn't expect Wang Chong to be willing to impart the Panther Bone cultivation technique to him.
"Hehe, there's no need to thank me. Also, if possible, try to learn a movement technique. Even though the Steel Cavalry's speed is unparalleled, they aren't omnipotent. What would happen if the Steel Cavalry were to be killed? "
"Movement technique?"
Sun Zhiming was taken aback. He didn't expect Wang Chong to suddenly mention this.
Wang Chong chuckled, not saying anything else. There were many reasons for Sun Zhiming's death. Improper orders, weak personal strength … These were all reasons.
However, based on Wang Chong's experience as the Grand Marshal of the Central Plains, he could instinctively sense that Sun Zhiming had a fatal flaw — he didn't pay much attention to his movement technique.
Indeed, the Steel Cavalry's charge was as fast as lightning. As long as one could control the horse well and become one with it, it wouldn't matter even if one didn't learn movement techniques.
However, if the horse were to be killed, its short legs would immediately become a fatal obstacle.
Ever since the founding of the Tang dynasty, countless talented generals had emerged from the Central Plains. There were many who accidentally fell into a tight encirclement on the battlefield, but even so, there was a high chance that they would be able to escape alive.
But Sun Zhiming was different. If his horse were to be killed and he fell into a tight encirclement, his chances of survival were close to zero. He wouldn't even be able to hold out until the reinforcements arrived.
The situation on the battlefield could change in an instant. Although a dense group of enemies would be a great hindrance, if one could have a good movement technique and footwork, on the battlefield, a dense group of enemies could sometimes be of help to obstruct the enemy's leader and help one escape.
Sun Zhiming specialized in surprise attacks. Under such circumstances, the chances of him falling into a tight encirclement was much higher than other generals.
If he didn't change his habits and didn't pay attention to movement techniques and movement techniques, he would never be able to change his fate in the end. There were very few talented generals in the Tang dynasty, and Wang Chong didn't wish for such a talented general to meet his end in such a manner.
Wang Chong didn't linger, quickly disappearing into the crowd. Many things were best left unsaid. Saying too much would only bring about trouble.
"Movement technique …"
Behind him, Sun Zhiming was still muttering to himself. He had encountered far too many inconceivable things on Wang Chong.
For example, the other party actually knew that his name was Sun Zhiming and that he knew Deng Mingxin. More importantly, he even knew that Deng Mingxin's father was Assistant Minister of Revenue, Deng Zhou.
Sun Zhiming couldn't believe his ears. But there was no doubt that Wang Chong was here to help him.
"This gongzi … is truly unfathomable. It's hard to fathom him with common sense!"
Sun Zhiming's heart was in turmoil. Even though he didn't know why Wang Chong would mention movement techniques to him, Sun Zhiming made a mental note of it.
With such thoughts in mind, Sun Zhiming quickly roused himself and headed up the mountain.
"Gongzi, who is that?"
Zhao Jingdian walked over from the crowd and stared in Sun Zhiming's direction in astonishment. He had been here for a while now, and he thought that Sun Zhiming and Wang Chong were old acquaintances. To think that they weren't.
"Hehe, that person … will be our comrade-in-arms on the battlefield in the future!"
Wang Chong chuckled.
The future had changed. Even though he didn't know where it was headed, at the very least, it should be beneficial to him.
Pulling Zhao Jingdian along, Wang Chong quickly made his way up the mountain. However, Sun Zhiming's matter had reminded him that this Kunwu Training Camp was filled with countless future great generals.
Now that he was involved, perhaps he could use the advantage of his foresight to change a few people, change a few things, preserve more talents for the Great Tang, retain a few more generals, and accumulate even more vitality.
"Wait here for me for a moment!"
With such thoughts in mind, Wang Chong headed toward the center of the crowd. Before Zhao Jingdian could react, Wang Chong had already disappeared.
Standing amidst the crowd, Zhao Jingdian was at a loss as to what Wang Chong was up to.
Roughly two hours later, Wang Chong appeared before Zhao Jingdian once more. His expression was much more relaxed than before, clearly indicating that he had gained something.
"Jingdian, come with me! I've found that instructor! "
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