The teachers and students of the National Education College watched Chen Changsheng walk to the gate of the academy, their eyes were very complicated, and their emotions were very emotional.

The female disciple of Nanxi Zhai was waiting for him at the gate of the courtyard.

Chen Changsheng motioned to the women not to follow him, and walked out.

"This is the command of the Lord. Ye Xiaolian shouted in annoyance behind him.

Chen Changsheng knew that it would be difficult to convince these young girls, so he said to Priest Xin, who was facing him outside the courtyard, "Please. ”

Priest Xin sighed, waved his hand and motioned for the priests and the Anglican cavalry of the Church to step forward and surround the Anglican Academy, naturally stopping those girls from Nanxi Zhai inside.

Chen Changsheng looked at the National Education College and said goodbye silently.

Three and a half years have passed since that spring.

I don't know when I'll see you again.,Qingteng and people in the National Education College.。

He wrote four letters and handed them to Su Moyu, just like Su Li did before leaving, and explained everything that should be explained.

The chill at the wellhead of Beixinqiao is getting heavier and heavier, and it only takes another two years for the little black dragon to get out of trouble.

He no longer owes anything to this world, no more burdens on his shoulders, and can move forward lightly.

Looking at his back as he disappeared into the depths of Hundred Flowers Alley, Priest Xin's emotions were a little complicated.

It didn't take long for the news of Chen Changsheng's departure from the National Education Academy to spread throughout Kyoto.

These days after late autumn, Zhou Tong was often not in the palace, but in the newly renovated Qing Officials Yamen.

When the news reached the North Terracotta Hutong, he was drinking tea on a Taishi chair that was brand new but had been worn out with too much effort.

He drank tea in the most expensive red robe, and he was still wearing the red official robe that seemed to exude the smell of blood.

His face was very pale, his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't have any human emotions, and he looked like a terrible ghost.

"Get ready to welcome your valued guests. ”

He gently put the tea cup in his hand on the table, looked at the subordinates in the courtyard and said calmly.

The officials received the order and hurriedly began to run, and the atmosphere inside and outside the prison became extremely depressing and solemn.

On the street in the distance, the man who exuded a cold aura like iron glanced at the sky after hearing the news.

The sky is getting darker, not because of the passage of time, but because the clouds are getting thicker, and it is no longer the season of autumn, it seems that the snow is about to fall.

It didn't take long for the latest information to quickly reach the North Terracotta Hutong - Chen Changsheng entered the palace.

In the small courtyard, several of the most loyal and powerful subordinates looked at the Taishi chair in front of the hall, wondering if the adults were thinking too much?

The imperial court put on such a posture, even if that person was Chen Changsheng, would he dare to break into Zhou Prison?

"Just because he went to the palace doesn't mean he won't go somewhere else today. ”

Zhou Tong looked at the red clay teapot in his hand, as if looking at a dead thing, and said indifferently: "Wait for him to come out." ”

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There are no seasons in the deepest part of the palace, and naturally there is no cold winter, and there is no sign of snow falling in the sky that has been cut into squares.

Just like the pot of green leaves is still full of life, very tender, very green, gently swaying with the pouring of clear water, showing off their beautiful waist.

There was no sickness on the Pope's face, but there were many more wrinkles, much deeper, and he looked much older.

Like the autumn before Merissa's death, the old man showed his old age in a short time.

Looking at the Pope's face, Chen Changsheng was a little sentimental, a little sad, and a little unfair, for this land, for that starry sky.

The Pope is two years younger than the merchant boat.

He knew very well that if Uncle Shi's requirements for himself were not so much in conflict with the status quo of this world that it was always difficult to obtain the true Peaceful Dao Heart, how could he grow old early.

The Pope knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and said with a smile: "Are you thinking that good people don't live long?"

Chen Changsheng was silent and nodded.

"I'm not a good person. "Of course, even if this is true, we should not be a bad person because of this. ”

Chen Changsheng liked such words very much, opened his bright eyes, and said seriously: "Yes." ”

The Pope wiped the water droplets from the green leaves, took the towel from his hand to wipe his hands, motioned for him to sit down, and asked, "Don't you think it's strange that your master is quiet these days?"

Whether it was the protest of the National Education Academy or the entry of Wang Po into Beijing, it was a major event for the new dynasty, but Shang Xingzhou did not express any opinion on these matters, and did not even speak at the celebration of the confluence of the north and the south.

Chen Changsheng knew very well that this was not in line with Master's temperament, but he really didn't care about these things.

"He's been trying to get the imperial court to take control of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion these days. "Now it looks like it's almost done," the Pope said. ”

Even if Chen Changsheng didn't care about these things anymore, he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this.

Tianji Pavilion is not an ordinary organization, with unimaginable resources and strength, during the reign of the Holy Queen Niangniang, it can be said that it is the most important pillar force of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now that the Holy Queen Niangniang and the old man of Tianji are dead, if Shang Xingzhou can let the imperial court continue to control the Tianji Pavilion, it is really very remarkable.

In terms of importance, this matter cannot be overstated.

Through the rebellion of the Snow Old City, kill the most powerful enemy of the human race for thousands of years, temporarily solve the danger of the southern invasion of the demon race, and then, without hesitation, accept the negotiation conditions of the Tianhai Dynasty in full, and promote the confluence of the north and south to continue to move forward extremely steadily and prudently, until the two sides sign a contract, if the merchant boat even the Tianji Pavilion is completed......

Even if he reads in that small room in the palace now and doesn't see people much, he will still be a god in the hearts of the world.

"It's not perfect for my brother. ”

The Pope looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "You know what he had in mind at the beginning. ”

Chen Changsheng knew.

For Shang Xingzhou, the perfect situation is that when the Pope dies, he can regain the power of the state religion.

It's just that although he is the orthodox heir of the state religion, after all, so many things happened back then, and he is the senior brother of the Pope, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for him to succeed the Pope.

So after the night of Tianshuling, he launched a pastoral poem for the first time, trying to take Chen Changsheng's place, but he didn't succeed.

It was precisely because he failed to successfully seize the state religion that he would put so much effort into ensuring that the Tianji Pavilion would fall into his hands.

"Position is relative, and so is importance," the Pope said. ”

Chen Changsheng remembered the phrase "position is relative", which was written by Wang Zhice on the first page of his notes.

"Striking some sort of balance between location and importance, so that the whole world doesn't dance with us, is something I've wanted to do all these years. ”

The Pope looked him in the eye and said, "Only in this way can ordinary people living in this world be able to live a little more peacefully." ”

Chen Changsheng understood.

In the later years of the first emperor, the Pope would support the Holy Empress Niangniang, this time he supported the master and the Chen royal family, and now, the master and the court are powerful, and the state religion will go in the opposite direction, the farther the better.

This has something to do with emotion, a sense of Taoism, but it can also be said that it has nothing to do with it, this is the undifferentiated benevolence for all the people in the world, but in a specific matter, it often seems so sticky and unpleasant.

He also understood why Uncle Shi was saying this to himself.

This is the teaching, the inheritance, the guidance of the current Pope to the successor.

"Just because you know doesn't mean you can do it. ”

Chen Changsheng thought about the wind and rain in the Tianshu Mausoleum, the corpses next to the official road, and the blood and fire in Kyoto, and he was distracted for a while.

"Maybe I still haven't learned how to be a big guy. ”

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(In recent days, there are some problems with the synchronization between the creation and the starting point, if you can't see the text at the starting point, you can come to the creation to see, of course, I'm embarrassed, these days happen to be more frequent, it's a little messy, this period will last a few days, let's stick to it, thank you.) ）