Of course, it's because I understand it that I feel sad.

But Chen Changsheng was sad not because of the things he understood, but because of the ensuing parting and difficulty of seeing each other again.

With his current status and relationship, the eldest princess visited Beijing, and it was natural that she should meet him, but no.

This is the attitude of the demon clan.

"Your Majesty is friends with your teacher. ”

Jin Yulu looked at him and sighed, and said: "So at the beginning, Your Majesty didn't care about the closeness between you and His Royal Highness Luoluo, and was even happy to see it, but Your Majesty calculated everything, but didn't calculate it, and afterwards your teacher would have other ideas, and you ...... There are also ideas. ”

Chen Changsheng remained silent and did not give an explanation.

Jin Yulu continued: "Of course, even if your teacher comes up with a new idea, Your Majesty has a way to help you keep your position as the successor of the Pope. ”

The words of the saint are boundless.

Chen Changsheng remembered this sentence.

His teacher, Shang Xingzhou, is now a saint, of course.

But the words of two saints are more powerful than the words of one saint.

If the White Emperor firmly supported him, coupled with the Pope's designation, even Shang Xingzhou would not be able to oppose it.

Will the White Emperor support him? Before today, this seemed to be a question that did not need to be considered.

Everyone took it for granted.

Chen Changsheng is a fallen teacher, he has always been close to the demon clan, and he will inherit the position of the pope, no matter how you look at it, this is the best result for the demon clan.

Now it seems that the attitude of the White Emperor has clearly changed.

"Your Majesty is deeply concerned about your immaturity. ”

Jin Yulu said: "Even if we support you and help you become the master of the palace, do you have the ability to sit firmly in that position? If not, then why should we support you?"

Chen Changsheng's mind was a little trance-like.

He seems to have heard the word maturity a lot lately.

Entering Beijing at the age of fourteen, he has a calmness and steadiness that far surpasses his peers, and few people will feel that he lacks in this aspect.

Now it seems that it is still not enough, at least not enough to become a big man.

Only, what is maturity?

Chen Changsheng understands that in the eyes of many people, in the eyes of the White Emperor and his wife, he has indeed done a lot of immature things.

Since the Pope's uncle personally spoke for him, as long as he admits defeat, surrenders, and bows down, there is no reason for the teacher not to accept him again.

Even if he can't, he should be more mature.

For example, these days, he should not be in the National Religious Academy, but in the Imperial Palace, and seize the time to understand everything about the National Religion.

For example, a few days ago, he shouldn't have gone outside the city gate, collected Xue Xingchuan's body next to the official road, and went to Xue's mansion to pay respects.

For example, on the day earlier, he did not answer the order in the National Education Academy, but used a thousand swords to cut Old Man Lin covered in blood.

For example, on that day, he walked down from the Tianshu Mausoleum with the body of the Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea on his back, and passed by the teacher, as if he was a stranger.

Just like these days, he had been waiting for the arrival of the White Emperor City's mission.

He thought that there would always be someone to support him, even if there was no one, there was still the demon clan.

Now it seems that this expectation is really ridiculous.

He looked out the window, and the big banyan trees on the shore of the lake could no longer retain their complete greenness, and became much colder, the lake was covered with thin ice, and the withered grass was covered with shallow frost.

Yes, these are immature, naïve, naïve, hot-blooded, impulsive, secondary, pathetic, ridiculous.

But it's warmer than these lonely, bleak, and unheated worlds, right?

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The eldest princess went to the palace and then to the palace to meet Shang and Yin.

No one knows what the three saints said, and no one knows what agreements have been made between the demon clan and the imperial court and the state religion.

It is only known that she did not go to the Anglican College, nor did she invite people from the Anglican College to the palace where she lived.

She didn't see Chen Changsheng, which surprised many people, and also made the situation in Kyoto clear again.

The southern missions also arrived one after another, and the Immortal Sect, the Akiyama family and other families, the Holy Maiden Peak also sent people to come, and even the Huaiyuan also sent representatives.

Everyone could see clearly which direction the wind was blowing in Kyoto, so the attitude of the eldest princess was the same, and no one from the southern mission went to the Anglican Academy.

Because they are sensitive, it is also because they want to show their attitude to the imperial court, and as southerners, they do not have any good impression of the Tianhai Holy Empress, so naturally they will not support Chen Changsheng because of this.

The Holy Maiden Peak only sent some letters and utensils to the disciples of Nanxizhai in the National Religious Academy.

One evening, there was a knock on the door of the Anglican College, and a visitor had arrived.

The guest who came to visit was Guan Feibai, a disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect.

It has been three years since the people in the National Education Academy and the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect met, and the story during this period is very complicated, it can be said that they are both friends and enemies, and they are still familiar with each other after all.

Because both sides are true like-minded people.

This was the first time that a disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect had entered the National Religious Academy.

Guan Feibai followed behind Su Moyu, looking at the scenery in the National Education Academy, looking very interested, until he met a few senior sisters of Nanxi Zhai who he had known before, and then withdrew his gaze.

In the library building, Chen Changsheng met with him.

He is the future Pope, although Guan Feibai is one of the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, a genius disciple of Lishan, and his status is far from him, but the conversation between the two sides has not turned into a so-called cordial conversation and friendly meeting, and of course it is not as full of fierce sword intent and hostility as it was back then, just a simple speech.

This conversation is really simple.

"You're alone from the mountain?"

"It's just going through the motions, what so many people are doing. ”

"Why you?"

"It's the same for everyone. ”

"Then you might as well send seven rooms. ”

"Do you want face?"

Su Moyu interjected in a timely manner: "Pay attention to your words. ”

Guan Feibai glared at Chen Changsheng with some annoyance and asked, "What about Tang Tang?"

"What are you looking for him?"

"Fights, of course. ”

"It's better to try the sword. ”

"It's all up to you. ”

"He's not here. ”

"Where did you go?"

"Home. ”

“...... And what about folding sleeves?"

“...... Or is it a fight?"

“...... Try your sword. ”

"He's not here. ”

"Where did you go?"

"I don't know. ”

Hearing Chen Changsheng's answer, Guan Feibai fell silent.

Only then did he know that Tang Thirty-six and Folding Sleeves were not in the National Education Academy.

He could imagine how hard Chen Changsheng worked in the National Education Academy during this time.

"Then I'm leaving. ”

"I don't send it. ”

Since the person he wanted to find was not there, and he couldn't fight the fight he wanted to fight, he should naturally leave, but before leaving, Guan Feibai had a request.

He said to Chen Changsheng: "You send me." ”

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Don't send it." ”

Guan Feibai insisted: "You just send me to the courtyard gate." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Don't." ”

He sent Guan Feibai to the front of the courtyard and would be seen by many people.

Guan Feibai just wants people to see it.

Chen Changsheng didn't want to drag Lishan into this muddy water, so he insisted.

Guan Feibai thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go." ”

Chen Changsheng said, "Thank you. ”

Guan Feibai walked towards the courtyard gate, did not look back, waved his hand and said, "You're welcome." ”

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Tang Tang returned to Wenshui, where did he go with his folded sleeves? No one knows.

The court will naturally not forget this young and strong man of the wolf clan, and the secret spies of the Qing Officials Division have not stopped searching for him, but they have never found anything, just like Wang Po.

The courtyard in the North Terracotta Hutong has been restored as before, and the flat ground is covered with fresh soil, just waiting for a layer of turf to be planted next spring.

At the height of the night, there was a layer of frost on the ground, and there was a very slight grinding sound from the depths of the soil, as if silkworms were gnawing on mulberry leaves, as if countless earthworms were desperately burrowing into the ground before the cold winter.

The deepest autumn is the winter solstice.

The celebration of the confluence of the north and the south ended without any intention of leaving Beijing, because the Pope's illness was getting worse day by day.

In the courtyard, Zhou Tong looked at the withered begonia tree and muttered, "It's time." ”

For some, it's time.

The bookkeeper in the teahouse in the south of the city said goodbye to the shopkeeper one by one and went out.

In just more than ten days of getting along, the people in the entire teahouse, from the owner, the shopkeeper to the most ordinary guys, were reluctant to give up on him.

Chen Changsheng put the pen back on the inkstone, dried the handwriting on the paper, sealed it, handed it to Su Moyu, and walked outside the library building.

Su Moyu looked at his back, knowing that he would say goodbye today, or it would be difficult to see each other again.

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(When I wrote about the night of the Heavenly Book Tomb, I mentioned three squirrels, and then ...... Three squirrels sent me a big box of nuts...... Thanks here. Today, I mentioned so much about where to go, well, will there be a free ticket or something? Of course, it's a joke, I wish you all good health and a happy life, and we will try to see each other in the book every day. ）