Fighter of the Destiny

(I recommend a fantasy novel written by a friend. It is said that it is similar in style to the Book of Destiny. The title of the book is "Shenmen", which is the author's intention. If you like it, you can check it out!)

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The two words "responsibility and distance" are what Chen Changsheng thinks in his heart, but they don't only exist in his heart.

When he was thinking about this, he also said it.

Anwar didn't quite understand what he meant, but he was a lot happier knowing that he wouldn't leave.

At this time, Tang Sanliu walked out of the hall, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Anhua looked at him with something wrong in his eyes, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Mr. Tang, this is inappropriate."

Naturally, not everyone can enter the Pope's palace, let alone sleep here.

If he met those rigid religious priests, he would probably charge Tang Sanshiliu with disrespect.

Tang Sanshiliu shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I will never sleep on such a hard stone bed again."

After the two washed up briefly, a few plates of simple food were placed on the simple square table.

Tang Sanshiliu looked at the porridge and side dishes, and naturally thought of the encounter between himself and Chen Changsheng at the Li Ziyuan Inn. Then he remembered the poor tasteless food made by Xuanyuan Po in the early days of the National Education Academy, and couldn't help but sigh. Put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Stopping the chopsticks and not eating may be because the food is not good enough, or it may be because the mood is not good enough, such as being worried about something.

He looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and asked, "You haven't answered my question yesterday."

Chen Changsheng ignored him and continued to eat breakfast.

Tang Sanshiliu continued to stare at him.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Changsheng finally finished his meal, put down his bowls and chopsticks, took the wet wipes handed over by Anhua, carefully wiped his face and hands twice, and then picked up the precious rock tea in the cup. He swallowed it and spit it back into the copper shallow plate.

Looking at this scene, Tang Sanshiliu clicked his tongue twice, feeling unspeakably mocking.

Chen Changsheng said: "Such a sound should not come from your mouth."

Tang Sanshiliu was born into a wealthy family, and he lived a luxurious life that ordinary people could not imagine since childhood. Even Princess Pingguo in the palace was afraid that she could not match him in this aspect. Even if she wanted to ridicule Chen Changsheng's papal life, It wasn't his turn to speak either.

"Why do I think what you are trying to say is that ivory cannot come out of a dog's mouth?"

Chen Changsheng said seriously: "You misunderstood."

Tang Sanshiliu was helpless and said, "You can finally talk now, right?"

Chen Changsheng asked, "Yourong and King Chen Liu have known each other in the palace since they were young. It's normal for them to meet each other when they rarely come back to the capital."

Tang Sanshiliu said: "I have reminded you many times to be wary of King Chen Liu."

In the past few years of living in Kyoto, King Chen Liu had given Chen Changsheng and the Chinese Academy of Education a lot of help and the most precious goodwill in the early days. Therefore, Chen Changsheng had a good impression of this noble grandson of the royal family, and he had never thought that King Chen Liu had such a relationship before. Any reason to take it personally.

But now it seems that the reason is sufficient.

Because he may become the prince of the Zhou Dynasty.

If the rest of the people die.

Chen Changsheng understood Tang Sanliu's vigilance and uneasiness.

But how could the master let anything happen to his senior brother?

"You should be able to imagine Xu Yourong's purpose of entering the palace last night. As long as Shang Xingzhou becomes suspicious, the situation will naturally become chaotic."

Tang Sanliu used the most direct words to break the calm that Chen Changsheng had disguised with silence.

Chen Changsheng looked out the window at the dim sky and said, "But why did she do this?"

Tang Sanshiliu said: "I believe Mo Yu has warned you."

Chen Changsheng thought about what Mo Yu said to him that night.

Are you doing these things just to avenge the Holy Queen Tianhai?

Even if the floods are overwhelming, even if the sky collapses and the earth is shattered, even if all life is destroyed?

"It's not like that, at least, it's not that simple."

Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze, looked at Tang Sanliu and said, "She told me that if she really wanted to do something, she would tell me."

After breakfast, Tang Sanliu returned to the National Education Academy. He wanted to contact Wenshui as soon as possible to face the sudden chaos in Kyoto.

Xu Yourong came to leave the palace.

Looking at the beautiful woman who arrived with the rising skylight, Chen Changsheng suddenly became a little nervous.

"I chatted with your senior brother all night last night, and I'm a little tired."

Xu Yourong covered her lips with her hands and yawned cautiously.

Chen Changsheng noticed the lingering fatigue between her beautiful brows and eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Then take a break."

Xu Yourong looked at him with a faint smile and said, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Chen Changsheng said: "If you are willing to tell me, you will naturally tell me."

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "So let's go for a walk outside and see if we can feel better."

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It was extremely cold in Luoyang City last night, and the cold wave followed the wind from east to west. This morning, the temperature in Kyoto also dropped sharply, and it snowed again.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were walking in the palace shrouded in wind and snow, with the priests and deacons staying away from each other.

There were only their footprints in the huge square, and the scene looked a bit cold.

Xu Yourong clasped his hands behind his back and walked casually among the palaces, looking around and looking quite interested.

Judging from her temperament, she looks like a retired veteran who returns to his hometown and occasionally gets the idea to buy groceries.

This made Chen Changsheng feel a little funny, and then he thought it was cute. Then he remembered that the Queen of Tianhai also liked to walk like this.

Xu Yourong stopped, reached out and pushed a strand of messy hair from his temples behind his ears, and then smiled.

Chen Changsheng has a slight mysophobia, he is the most serious in his work, and his black hair is always neat and tidy. Such things rarely happen.

This can only mean that he is in a bit of a mess today.

"Yesterday I made an appointment with King Chen Liu to go to the Institute of Chinese Education. I originally planned to meet with you, but you were busy at that time, so I met instead."

Xu Yourong said: "I told him that I would enter the palace at night, and I hope he can seize this opportunity."

Chen Changsheng did not expect that this topic would unfold so suddenly, and subconsciously asked: "Opportunity?"

"For him and King Xiang, the rift between you and Shang Xingzhou is their only chance."

Xu Yourong said: "But you and I are not strong enough to disrupt the situation, so they will not act rashly."

Chen Changsheng said: "Unless you can convince senior brother to stand on our side."

Xu Yourong said: "Yes, so he will definitely go to Luoyang and talk to Shang Xingzhou about this matter. He will even help me complete this matter and convince your senior brother to be on our side. At least he must convince Shang Xingzhou that your senior brother will Stand with us."

Chen Changsheng said: "If we fail, it will be an opportunity for him and King Xiang."

Xu Yourong said: "Yes, this is also our opportunity."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "This will kill many people."

"The Empress once said, if you fight for peace, then peace will exist."

Xu Yourong said: "What I am looking for is the method that bleeds the least..."

A distant bell suddenly rang deep in the palace, interrupting her speech.

Several red geese broke through the wind and snow and flew into the distance.

The priests and deacons who were looking at them respectfully in the corner of the hall looked around, not knowing what they heard, and suddenly they looked happy.