Zhou Tong looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and laughed, his smile was a little deep and unfathomable: "Is this what Mrs. Xue said?"

The middle-aged man's expression was a little uneasy, and he said, "I'm clumsy and anxious, but I don't want to lie because of anger." ”

"Thank you, Squiro-sama, for coming to me for saying this. ”

Zhou Tong's attitude is very sincere, and his eyes are very gentle.

But when Lord Wei, the attendant of the Ministry of Rites, left, his eyes quickly became indifferent.

What happened that night is only a few days away, and he, as the person concerned, naturally will not forget it.

Naturally, his loyal subordinates will not forget.

To be precise, the beginning of that night was the knife light in the Begonia courtyard, and he almost died in the hands of Chen Changsheng.

If it weren't for that knife, or the subsequent development of the situation, it wouldn't have changed much, but his role in this matter is very likely to be different from what it is now.

Xue Xingchuan is his only friend in the world.

Xue Xingchuan is the only person in the world who trusts him.

So, poisoned by him.

That day in the palace, he was treated with the Holy Light Technique, and with Shang Xingzhou's personal intervention, his injuries were almost healed.

He will have a higher status, greater power, and more unshakable power in the new dynasty.

In order to declare and prove this to the whole world, Xue Xingchuan's body was thrown outside the official road and was not allowed to be buried.

As a result, Chen Changsheng collected Xue Xingchuan's body, Mrs. Xue was not ready to leave Beijing, and the child named Brother Jin would be taken back, and Xue Fu ...... There is still a sacrifice!

Of course, Zhou Tong understood what these things meant, and it was a slap in the face.

The begonia tree had been reduced to detrition, the courtyard was in tatters, the buildings on the ground floor of the Qing Officials' Yamen had been abandoned, and only the underground prison was still intact.

Zhou Tong stood in the ruins, looking at the light clouds in the sky, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

A subordinate looked at him with a slightly lonely expression, and asked tentatively, "Your Excellency, ......?"

"My face has always been thick, otherwise I wouldn't be alive today. ”

Zhou Tong said indifferently: "Dean Chen has already slapped my left cheek, if he is still interested, I can turn my head and make him happy with his right cheek." ”

The subordinate was unwilling to say, "Why?"

Zhou Tong retracted his gaze from Wangtian and said expressionlessly: "Just because he is a student of Dean Shang, a junior disciple of His Majesty, and an heir chosen by the Pope, he is qualified to slap me in the face." ”

It is the will of the imperial court to expose Xue Xingchuan and the generals of the Yulin Army to the wild, who dares to disobey?

Chen Changsheng dares, who dares to use the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty or the rebellion to punish him?

Why? Just as Zhou Tong said, if the imperial court did not want to split with the state religion when it had just overthrown the Holy Empress Niangniang, it could only endure it.

The court has to endure it, not to mention that he Zhou Tong is just a member of the court, even if he is a big member.

The subordinate was annoyed and said, "How long will you endure?"

Zhou Tong was silent for a while, and said: "Niangniang will die, then everyone will die." ”

He was not talking about Chen Changsheng, but His Majesty the Pope, who confessed in front of the Tianshu Mausoleum that he was old and was about to die.

When His Majesty the Pope returns to the sea of stars, or Chen Changsheng will really become the next generation of Pope, but whether it is the imperial court, the merchant boat, or the collective consciousness of the state religion, he will not be allowed to act like a young man again, although he is still very young, this is the reason why if you want to wear a divine crown, you must bear its weight.

Zhou Tong just needs to endure this time.

"A slap in the face, it's not a murder. ”

There are many people in this world who want Zhou Tong to die.

Now many ministers of the new dynasty, including several princes including the king of Zhongshan, are eager to eat its flesh raw, but they can't do anything.

Chen Changsheng can use many ways to show his shame towards Zhou Tong, he can slap him in the face in another way, and it is impossible to kill him.

As has been said many times, he represents the commitment of the company to the whole world.

The subordinate was still a little uneasy, and asked, "Then Xue Mansion has a sacrifice?"

"Sacrifices, I think it's more like digging a pit. Zhou Tong smiled, and then said to his subordinates: "It doesn't matter if the courtyard can be repaired as before, but I want a begonia tree here, which should be exactly the same as the previous begonia tree, and remember to dig deeper in the tree pit, so that it is easy to live." ”

For this small courtyard in Beiterracotta Hutong, the begonia tree is very important.

Just like he does with the world now.

It's all some kind of symbol.

......

......

The rebuilding of the prison was a troublesome project, and the Ministry of Works and Kyoto Prefecture sent a lot of laborers and excellent craftsmen.

The project went very smoothly, and in only two days, it was already beginning to take shape, but the time was still very tight, and after nightfall, the laborers were still working hard.

A tree pit was dug under the courtyard wall, and the pit was dug very deeply, so that no matter what kind of begonia tree it was, it could grow well in it.

At the height of the night, the laborers and craftsmen finally went to rest.

No one noticed, and a figure came to the courtyard wall and jumped into the pit.

Snort, as if the small sound of a knife cutting into tofu kept ringing.

Countless cold rays of light flashed from the fingers of that figure, but they were obviously not blades.

The soil on the pit wall is like real tofu, falling in a slump.

Then, the figure vanished.

......

......

Xue Mansion set up a sacrifice.

The mourning hall is in the house, and you can't see it on the street at all, only Bai Pan can be seen, and other than that, there is no change.

There was not even crying or music, it was really cold to the extreme.

There is no music because no music class dares to take over the work of Xue Fu.

There is no crying because there are no guests who come to worship, so no matter whether it is true or not, the people in the house cannot mourn there all the time.

This is a scene that many people have already anticipated.

Xue Xingchuan's remains were collected by Chen Changsheng.

The funeral of Xue Mansion naturally has a different meaning.

Some people even think that this is a contest between the imperial court and the state religion, between Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng, the master and apprentice.

This funeral can clearly see the direction of the wind in Kyoto City and even the entire continent.

The people who came to worship Xue Xingchuan, in a sense, they were also worshipping the Holy Queen Mother.

There must be people who have their hearts set on the old dynasty of Tianhai, but who dares to show it?

On the cold mourning hall, the housekeeper looked at Mrs. Xue and said sadly, "It looks like ...... No one should come back. ”

Don't say it's the ministers of the court, the military generals, those former old friends, they didn't even react when they left the palace.

Only the King of Linghai and Si Yuan Dao came to worship in the early morning.

The personal relationship between these two state religious giants and Xue Xingchuan is actually ordinary, but everyone knows that they, like Xue Xingchuan, are the staunchest supporters of the Tianhai Holy Queen.

Mrs. Xue looked at the empty door of the mansion and said calmly: "There are always some people who want to come, even if it is inconvenient for them to come, but we always have to wait." ”

Yes, there are many people in Kyoto who want to come to worship Xue Xingchuan, and with the love between them and Xue Xingchuan back then, they can't say anything if they don't come.

But for various reasons, they did not dare to come, and they were extremely embarrassed.

As Zhou Tong said, the sacrifice of the Xue Mansion is like digging a pit for those people.

Do you jump or not?

Time passes slowly.

The sun moves slowly.

The hour has come.

The Xue Mansion is still deserted, and no one has come yet.