Filial piety, etiquette, benevolence and righteousness are indispensable, and we must establish the world with faith.

Without faith…”

Want to leave, are you leaving? Wang Langjun touched his chin, arrived beside the emperor, and whispered.

What a cruel concubine's son, Li Shimin trembled all over his body, for fear that the concubine's son would shout it out and all the people in the world could not help but gritted his teeth in his heart and said, "Okay, I will do what you said!"

The emperor spoke, and the farce came to an end.

Wang Langjun walked to the straw rope, grabbed the straw rope and absorbed the essence of the woods linked at the other end, strengthened the straw rope, restarted the cable car to transfer the guards, and transported the wood.

The pile of wood gradually increased, and the guards in the field gradually decreased sharply. People took off the wood and moved alternately.

"rustle"

The sword light flew.

The wood chips were flying and catkins were floating, and a wooden man gradually took shape. Wang Langjun was very satisfied when he saw the lifelike wooden man, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, the wooden man is more charming than the living Wu Min.

Wu Min sent him to the stone wall and put on his armor to stand guard."

"Ah, what are you looking at? Why don't you carry it over quickly? Humph!"

The bastard boy, the sculpture was about to go to guard, and Wu Min had a black thread at the end. Seeing the guards glanced at the surprised and joking eyes, he just wanted to find a crack in the ground and scolded him in anger.

"rustle"

The guard carried the wooden man away.

He took all the guards away and did not want to become the next model of the wooden man, as if he had committed some taboo.

Hey, a model came... Wang Langjun looked around the audience and saw everyone expose, but the emperor walked towards him and couldn't help but ask: "The emperor wants to be a model again?"

"Yes, I'll be the model you call me again.

Then if you let Mutou guard this place, you will be confused by the Turks, so you don’t have to take risks here..."

The concubine's son has this unique skill, which is so good. Li Shimin happily came to the concubine's son and whispered.

He dared to do it, but dared not let people know. Wang Langjun touched his chin and glanced at the emperor's appearance of admitting his conscience, shook his head slightly and said, "No, the emperor wants to rise up, only living people can conquer others, and dead wood cannot..."

"Son, did you force me to cut off one of your arms?
Chapter completed!