Jiang Liying left the headquarters of the Holy See worriedly and went to Xincheng to find her cousin.

"The House of Representatives and the House of Representatives have really spared no effort to suppress the Holy See!"

She sighed in her heart, but at the same time felt deep worry.

On the one hand, the old and new forces are uniting together, pressing step by step, and on the other hand, they are gradually being forced into a corner, and the space for maneuver is getting smaller and smaller.

In this way, what happens when there is no way back?

One spark can completely detonate the situation, and the biggest possibility is that the Holy See is shattered, and she, as a member of the Holy See, has the attributes of the old forces and a deep imprint that cannot be erased...... That must not have been a good ending.

This assassination is a spark, but it didn't work out, which shows that not only did he see this, but also people, and careerists lurking in the shadows.

The main shrine of the Bright Sect was silent, Jing Tian's face was like iron, and the sacrifices and high priests were also excited.

The atmosphere of tragedy pervaded, and everyone was suppressing the feelings of humiliation and resentment in their hearts.

The move to open up the point can be said to be well thought out by the Holy See.

"The countryside encircles the city" is the strategic direction of the Holy See.

Now, Jiangcheng's cause has suffered a major setback, restrictions and blows from all sides have followed, and the foundation of faith has been shaken, and this strategic option and measure are extremely important.

But the Holy See sees this promising strategic direction, as does the House of Representatives and the House of Lords.

With so many isolated towns hanging in the air, it is only natural that they should break through their isolation and reintegrate them into their rule, both morally and legally.

It's nothing more than who will do it and how.

If the Holy See were to do this, it would be possible to bring these towns and populations into its own system, to gain de facto governance and territories, and it would be possible to create scattered and small "ecculties".

If it is realized, the whole game of chess will be completely alive, and the Holy See will truly obtain the basic board that belongs to its own, and no matter what kind of setbacks and blows it encounters in the future, as long as these basic games are still there, it will not hurt the muscles and bones.

However, the three courts will completely disrupt this plan with such a sideways kick, and the struggle will extend from the main battlefield of Jiangcheng to these sub-battlefields, and given the huge difference in strength between the two sides, the Holy See still has little chance.

What to do!?

After being silent for a long time, a praying light priest who was deeply affected by Jing Tian said: "Legally, it is only Jiangcheng that has been reopened, and besides, Jiangcheng can't control the counties and cities below, and the three courts are invalid legally......

"You mean, will the province and Shangjing still support us?"

"Not necessarily!" , The high priest's eyes flashed with this light of wisdom, "What is Shangjing's opinion on the form of Jiangcheng's reopening, you can't think about it subconsciously, maybe...... What about their reluctance to see us die as an "opposition"? ”

“…… Ridiculous, do you want to pin your hopes on those Muggle politicians!? ”

The high priest looked unimpressed in the face of the questioning voice, and said: "There is no right or wrong in politics, only interests-oriented, and the big people in Beijing must not want to see Jiangcheng become monolithic...... His Majesty, the power of the House of Lords is too great, the hearts of the people in the House of Representatives are gradually declining, and there are already signs of attachment to the river, and Shangjing absolutely does not want to see this situation. ”

At this time, the supporters came, and a priest behind him stood up in support: "Yes, under the crown, Jiangcheng is a banner and a window, and it is also a test field, and the new and old forces all over the country are watching it, what will the test field of Jiangcheng grow into, it will have a huge demonstration effect, so we still have a chance." ”

When Jing Tian heard this, he finally spoke, "You mean to ask me to seek support from Shangjing and veto Jiangcheng's outreach to other counties and cities?" ”

"Yes, we need this de jure name to be able to confront them at the opening point."

"I see!" , Jing Tian said expressionlessly, "But I have to think about it again, you go down, and we'll discuss it in two days." ”

Everyone looked at each other and could only salute and leave.

When she was alone, Jing Tian carefully recalled what happened recently, and faintly grasped the key to breaking the game, but how could she not catch this flash.

Knowing that her heart was in turmoil, she entered a hidden prayer room and told her not to be disturbed for the next two days.

But the next day, the interruption came.

John Drockefeller curiously walked into the hall of the main temple, stood by the altar and the holy pool in the center of the hall, and waited quietly for more than ten minutes, when he heard a solemn footstep appear, echoing in the empty hall.

"Oh? Since His Majesty the Pope can't take a break for the time being, I'll visit you next time. ”

In the past few days, the entire Holy See has been filled with low pressure, and the priest who received him has no patience at all, and directly asked him about his intention, don't bother me if he is okay, as if he doesn't want to deal with it.

John didn't think about it, and said with a smile: "I just heard that His Majesty was assassinated, and it just so happened that I had some guesses about the identity of the assassin...... Since the Holy See is not interested, then bother, farewell! ”

"Wait!" The priest summoned him and asked what this "conjecture" was?

The identity of this assassin has always been a haze over the Holy See, and since there are clues, it cannot be let go no matter what.

"I'm sorry, I can only tell the Pope about this!"

"You ......"

"Farewell!"

John came easily, dropped a muffled thunder, and walked away lightly, but the water of the Holy See could not be calmed for a long time.

Two days later, as soon as Jing Tian came out of the prayer room, she heard the news of John and the identity of the alleged assassin.

"Ignore him, tell everyone to gather and discuss!"

At this time, Jing Tian was completely calm, seemed to have figured it out, found a way to break the situation, walked into the temple with a relaxed body, sat down with a smile, and motioned for everyone to sit down and talk.

"I've thought a lot about it in the past two days!" Jing Tian's fingers tapped on the armrest, "Confused, confused, resentful, and lonely." ”

As she spoke, she paid attention to everyone's expressions, "Yes, loneliness! ”

"We obviously represent light and justice, we are obviously promoting kindness and beautiful human nature, why is it not going well everywhere, why are we seen as a flood beast!?"

Most of the people were confused, not understanding what she was doing all of a sudden, and only a few people were touched and listened thoughtfully.

"We want to make water, not ice!"

"Ice is angular, hard, sharp, chilling to the bone, and it's something that hurts. Water is different......"

"Your Majesty, what are you!?"

Jing Tian stood up and said with a smile: "I figured it out, we want to be water, we want to be water that benefits all people, we want to be water that nourishes all things, and we want to be water that is soft, invisible, and has no edges and corners but can carry all things. ”