Emperors have been suspicious since ancient times, and Emperor Liang was no exception. He was even more suspicious than other emperors.
Xia Jiang was the head of the Xuanjing Division for twenty or thirty years. Even Emperor Liang didn't know how many secrets he had in his hands. Who could really trust such a person?
Wang Gang's words directly spoke to Emperor Liang's heart, making him face his son for the first time.
"Xia Jiang is not suitable to be the head of the Xuanjing Division, so who can replace him?" Emperor Liang asked Wang Gang:
"Now everyone in the Xuanjing Division is either Xia Jiang's apprentice or someone he promoted. It doesn't matter who they replace."
?Wang Gang heard the helplessness in Emperor Liang's words.
Concubine Jing silently poured a glass of wine for Emperor Liang, and Gao Zhan began to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Wang Gang said: "I think it is not a problem to promote Xia Jiang's disciples. There is a time limit for the post of the first master. When the time limit is up, you must step down and abdicate to make way for someone more worthy."
"Limited time limit?" Emperor Liang asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"
Wang Gang continued to explain: "For example, the position of the chief minister lasts for ten years. A chief minister can only be in office for ten years at most. Once the time limit is up, he will be transferred to another place, or he will retreat to the second line and act as a consultant."
"Humph, what you said is easy. What if he refuses to retreat?" Emperor Liang said disdainfully.
Wang Gang said: "The position of leader was given to him by his father. If he doesn't retreat, he has to retreat. Otherwise, he has ulterior motives, and we cannot keep such a person!"
National assets cannot be in the hands of one person for a long time!"
Emperor Liang was stunned and looked at Wang Gang up and down, as if he had met his son for the first time.
Concubine Jing silently handed the wine glass to Emperor Liang and said, "Your Majesty, Jingyan is still young and has not thought carefully about some things. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."
Emperor Liang picked up the wine glass, smiled, shook his head and said, "Jingyan can say these words without your guidance."
If an ordinary concubine heard this, she would be extremely panicked, but Concubine Jing is not an ordinary person.
"I haven't been able to see Jingyan even once a year. Even if I wanted to teach him, I was powerless." Concubine Jing said aggrievedly.
Emperor Liang frowned, and then he remembered that Wang Gang was just a county king and had no right to enter the palace to visit his mother at any time. In addition, he was away from home all year round, so there were only a handful of opportunities for mother and son to meet.
"It's difficult for you mother and son to be together less and more separated. Jingyan will soon leave Jinling again." Emperor Liang sighed quietly and decided to give Wang Gang military power.
"Jingyan, I will allocate 50,000 forbidden troops and let you lead the troops to support the northwest and fight against Beidi. Are you willing?"
Wang Gang knelt down and said, "My son, I obey."
Emperor Liang smiled and said, "I promise that as long as you return with a great victory this time, I will not only make you a prince, but I will also give you the right to enter the palace at any time."
Wang Gang felt happy, but Concubine Jing said: "A son should share his worries with his father, which is what he should do. What reward do you want?"
"Haha, if you have merit, you should be rewarded, otherwise the world will not say that I, the emperor, do not distinguish between rewards and punishments." Emperor Liang said happily.
Concubine Jing was able to remain calm at all times and was unfazed by favors and humiliations. This emotional intelligence was the best in the harem, and Emperor Liang began to notice her kindness.
After lunch, Emperor Liang asked Wang Gang to leave the palace first, while he stayed in Zhiluo Palace to take a nap.
After Wang Gang returned to Prince Jing's Mansion, Meng Zhi, the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army, came to visit him soon.
"Your Majesty asked me to order 50,000 elite soldiers and hand them over to His Highness Prince Jing." Meng Zhi explained his intention, then took out the military roster and let Wang Gang choose.
"I won't read the military book. The commander-in-chief of Meng will just select 50,000 young and strong elites." Wang Gang said with a smile.
"Prince Jing, don't worry. Every soldier in the Forbidden Army is carefully selected by me. They are absolutely the best among the best. They are no worse than the border troops." Meng Zhi said proudly.
Wang Gang raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Of course I believe in Commander Meng. This time we are supporting the northwest. The troops are very fast. Please mobilize the troops as soon as possible."
"Within three days, 50,000 forbidden troops can be handed over to Prince Jing." Meng Zhi said with a straight face: "If it takes an hour, Meng Zhi is willing to raise his head to see you."
The two discussed the war in the northwest for a while, and Meng Zhi found that Wang Gang had already made a plan and knew the characteristics of the Beidi cavalry very well, so he finally trusted him and handed over the soldiers of the Imperial Army to him.
?Then Meng Zhi started gearing up, which made Wang Gang laugh in his heart.
"What's wrong with Commander Meng? Are you feeling unwell?" Wang Gang said deliberately.
Meng Zhi said bluntly: "My lord, do you still remember your promise to me to compete in martial arts yesterday?"
Wang Gang smiled slightly and said: "It seems that Commander Meng will not let me go before setting off."
Meng Zhi said with a simple and honest smile: "Prince Jing, a gentleman who has made a promise, will not want to break his promise!"
Wang Gang said helplessly: "Yesterday, my father sent someone to warn me not to mess around."
Meng Zhi said anxiously: "The general asked your Majesty, and he agreed."
Wang Gang knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply said: "It's better to choose a different day than to hit it, so let's go to the Wangfu Campus now!"
Meng Zhi was overjoyed and pulled Wang Gang towards the school grounds.
Prince Jing did not like luxury. There was no garden in the palace, only a large school grounds. It was said to be a palace, but more like a military camp.
As soon as Wang Gang and Meng Zhi arrived, the rest of the palace immediately left.
Meng Zhi rubbed his wrist and asked Wang Gang: "Do you want to compete with fists and feet, or with weapons?"
"I can do it all." Wang Gang put his hands behind his back, showing the air of a master.
Meng Zhi slowly put away his smile, with a serious look on his face. The inner energy of his Dantian spread throughout his body, and he instantly entered the state.
As the top player in Daliang and the second-ranked player in the world, Meng Zhi felt Wang Gang's aura as strong as a mountain.
Although Wang Gang didn't take any action and his whole body seemed to be full of flaws, Meng Zhi felt like he couldn't do anything.
Meng Zhi has met many masters in his life, and he has defeated several even the top warriors on the Langya master list.
But the Wang Gang in front of him gave him an unfathomable feeling.
Meng Zhi finally decided to take action first to test Wang Gang's skills.
"My lord, be careful."
Meng Zhi kicked off his left foot, like a tiger descending the mountain, grabbing Wang Gang's lower body with one claw, without holding back at all, and he would not let go because of the opponent's identity as a prince.
Wang Gang also wanted to see how far he was compared with the top players on the Langya List.
When he first captured Zhuo Dingfeng, he was a bit defeated, and Wang Gang has always felt deeply regretful.
I saw that he did not dodge, but also thrust out a claw, but it was a dragon-shaped fist in the Xingyi Fist, but this strike contained the tenth level of "Tenglong Jin" internal power.
This royal secret art has been practiced by Wang Gang to the point where it can't be improved. During this period, Wang Gang tried to merge the martial arts of the two worlds, and he just used Meng Zhi to test its power.
The two people's claws intersect, and they instantly change ten attacks. Each attack is evenly matched, and no one can overwhelm the other.
It is not accurate to say that they are evenly matched. It should be said that no matter how Meng Zhi changes his moves or how sophisticated his claw techniques are, Wang Gang can always adapt to the situation and use a set of dragon-shaped fists to perfection.
At the beginning, Xingyiquan combined with internal strength was still a little unfamiliar, but after ten moves, Wang Gang became more and more smooth, but Meng Zhi became more and more frightened.
After thirty moves, Wang Gang's boxing moves according to his heart, and his internal force is directed by his arms. At one time, he uses his internal force to produce a dark and damaging effect, and at another time, he uses his internal force to produce a strong and bright force. Meng Zhi began to lose, and Wang Gang stopped at the right time.
"My lord, what kind of punch did you use?" Meng Zhi looked at Wang Gang in astonishment, as if he were looking at a monster.
The internal strength in the world of Nirvana in Fire does not have the magical effects like martial arts novels, but is more like a power that has a bonus effect on the physical body.
But during the martial arts competition, Meng Zhi discovered that Wang Gang had used his internal energy in various ways, and could even directly attack the enemy's internal organs. Sometimes he was like a cone, drilling into the internal organs, sometimes like a hammer, and the force was as fierce as the creation of heaven and earth. The beating made him extremely uncomfortable, and he could only
Take the initiative to admit defeat.
"His Royal Highness Prince Jing, is this internal power of yours a royal secret? Why haven't I seen it before?" Meng Zhi asked in confusion.
"This is called Xingyiquan. Do you want to learn it? I will teach you as your teacher!" Wang Gang said with a smile.
Meng Zhi's breathing became heavy and he held in a word for a long time.