Chapter 237: Meet the Pope
Chen Changsheng looked at Luoluo and asked, "What does it mean to be soft-hearted?"
Luoluo looked at him and sighed, and said: "Xu Yourong is the descendant of the Holy Maiden Peak, and he is deeply favored by his mother, and even blessed his father, and after the Great Dynasty Examination, everyone knows that Mr. You are the person chosen by the Pope, and in the current situation, you and her are naturally opponents." ”
Chen Changsheng still didn't understand, and when he wanted to leave Tianshu Mausoleum, Gou Hanshi also said that opponents may not be able to take care of each other, so why should he be soft-hearted?
Luo Luo continued: "Whether there is Zhou Dufu's inheritance in Zhou Yuan, or other divine weapon techniques, who will eventually fall into the hands of whomever will depend on who will start faster and stronger. ”
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that if Tang Thirty-six was present, he might reply that it was not a virtuous person, thinking about that guy's demeanor, he couldn't help but laugh.
Luoluo's little face was solemn, and he said, "Sir, are you serious, okay? I'm not joking." ”
Chen Changsheng hurriedly apologized and asked, "Is it possible to snatch each other in the Zhou Garden?"
Luoluo said: "As long as you don't make trouble, no one has anything to say, so you can't be soft-hearted." ”
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and then asked, "Then?"
"Sir, you miss the old love very much, and you are a little helpless when you meet girls. Luoluo looked at him and said seriously: "Shi Niang has an old relationship with you, and she is so beautiful, I am worried that in Zhou Yuan, after you meet her, you don't need her to do anything at all, as long as you say something softly, you will completely listen to her." ”
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that he didn't even know what Xu Yourong looked like, and where was the old relationship, and he was a little reluctant to say: "The kind of man you described is so annoying, how can it be me?"
Luoluo thought that he was just casually coquettish, and you didn't have anything to do with yourself, but at this time he was hard-mouthed. Just thinking about the dignity of the teacher, she didn't directly puncture Chen Changsheng's unsturdy defenses, and said seriously: "Anyway, you have to remember, the more beautiful the little girl, the more she will deceive people." ”
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said with a smile: "Why did you never lie to me, a beautiful little girl?"
Luoluo was stunned at first, then Gege laughed, slapped him, and said happily: "Sir, you and Tang Tang have been together for a long time, but you are getting better and better at talking." ”
She looked very happy, but in fact, she was a little weak, thinking that if she let her husband know that she was actually the same age as him, would she think that she had been lying to him?
Because of his weak heart, his coquettish fists inevitably had some uncontrollable strength, and the trunk of the tree after the rain was very slippery, and Chen Changsheng almost fell.
Luoluo hurriedly grabbed him, his eyes rolled slightly, and he quickly changed the topic, made a look of grievance, and said, "Sir, I also want to be quiet." ”
Chen Changsheng couldn't stand this situation the most, and was a little flustered, so he hurriedly comforted: "Didn't you say before, many Secret Realms may not be able to beat you, such as me." ”
Luoluo thought that he was about to travel far away, and he would never hear such warm comfort in a short time, so he was really aggrieved, and said: "The problem is that you can't go to Zhou Yuan with you, sir." ”
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Even if you are quiet, can the Holy Empress and the Pope allow you to go to Zhou Yuan for an adventure?" ”
Luo Luo sighed: "Sir, your words really don't look like comfort. ”
Chen Changsheng was a little ashamed and said, "I'm really not good at this. ”
"Sir, if it's not to see Shiniang, then why did you go to Zhou Yuan?"
Luoluo suddenly asked seriously. She knew that Chen Changsheng was a person who cherished time very much, but he had always paid attention to nature, and left Tianshu Mausoleum to go to Zhou Yuan, no matter how she looked at this choice, it was full of urgency.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, reached out and touched her head, without giving an explanation.
Luoluo didn't ask again.
The spring rain is like a line, blown by the lake wind and swaying around, falling on their faces, slightly wet, but not wolf. Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and brushed aside a strand of wet hair in front of her eyes.
Luoluo looked at him and smiled.
Chen Changsheng also smiled.
Luoluo said: "Sir, come back to the palace with me in a while, and the Pope wants to see you." ”
The smile on Chen Changsheng's face suddenly disappeared.
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In the evening, a carriage drove out of Baihua Lane and came to the front of the palace.
Under the protection of more than a dozen demon clan powerhouses and state religious priests, he continued to ride the carriage towards the Qingxian Hall along the Shinto Road outside the ancestral hall and the courtyard attached to the palace.
Chen Changsheng, under the guidance of the two bishops, followed a Shinto path that he had never set foot on and headed towards the main hall of the palace.
The remnant sun is like blood, but there is no meaning of Jin Ge Iron Horse, just Zhuang Su.
The priests and scholars who walked on the Shinto path recognized him and avoided him.
Today, the whole continent already knows that this freshman of the Anglican Academy, who made a fuss in Kyoto last year, is the person chosen by His Holiness the Pope.
Of course, he is a celebrity in his own right. Xu Yourong's fiancé and the first place in the Great Dynasty Examination, no matter which name he is, is qualified to usher in the attention of everyone. Not to mention that not long ago, he visited the former mausoleum in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum in one day, and last night he bathed the whole of Kyoto in starlight.
Hundreds of eyes looked at Chen Changsheng on the Shinto path, and the emotions in those eyes were very complicated—shock, admiration, envy, and even awe.
Yes, now he is finally qualified to be awe-inspired.
It's not about the realm and strength, but about the talent and background he shows.
Chen Changsheng's mood at this time was also complicated.
From the moment the court was announced, he knew that there would be a day when he would be summoned by the Pope.
It's just that he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and as soon as he came out of the Tianshu Mausoleum, he came to the palace, which made him a little unprepared. He was a little nervous about what questions he should ask later to make sure he got the answers and then not get killed by the staff.
Walking through countless pairs of eyes made Shinto seem long, and he was a little uncomfortable before, but now he was thankful that it gave him enough time to organize the issues.
No matter how long Shinto is, there will always be a time when it will be finished. One by one, the doors were pushed open, and the twilight grew deeper and deeper, and the palace grew deeper and deeper, until they came to the magnificent main hall.
Standing among the dozens of statues of the former generation saints and knights, feeling the solemn taste of light, Chen Changsheng was shocked and speechless.
But before he had time to taste more, he was taken to a side hall on the side of the main hall. The distance of the eaves of the temple here is much longer than that of ordinary temples, so the sky is much darker, not to mention that it is now the twilight of the approaching night, and even if it is noon, it should be very quiet here.
The two bishops retreated silently, leaving Chen Changsheng standing alone in front of the stone steps.
There was no one else in this temple, so he saw the Pope at a glance.
The Pope is an old man, without a crown or a staff, dressed in a linen robe, watering a pot of green leaves.
This tall and thin old man could not be described by the word power, because he had already transcended the worldly concept of power.
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(The next chapter is half past ten.) )