Fighter of the Destiny

Shang Xingzhou asked: "Why him?"

Xu Yourong said: "Because he will be the new king."

She and Yu Ren jointly initiated this war. If Shang Xingzhou wins in the end, the emperor will inevitably have to replace him.

King Chen Liu is the most suitable candidate, and he is also the one Shang Xingzhou has chosen.

Shang Xingzhou did not deny it and said calmly: "Yes, he is the best among His Majesty Taizong's descendants, although he is not as good as His Majesty."

Xu Yourong said: "I really want to know, you have worked so hard to educate His Majesty for more than twenty years, are you really willing to give up?"

Shang Xingzhou was silent for a while and said, "If His Majesty is really moved by you, he will have to give up."

Xu Yourong said, "Have you ever thought that my entry into the palace that night might just be an illusion?"

Shang Xingzhou said: "Your Majesty did not write a letter to Luoyang."

Many days have passed, enough to write a very sincere letter.

But he didn't receive it.

Xu Yourong understood what he meant.

This was the result she wanted to see.

Therefore, King Chenliu must die.

If he dies, even if Shang Xingzhou wins the war, who will be the emperor?

Those Chen family princes who have their own ambitions will naturally drag the human race into chaos.

What is the point of Shang Xingzhou fighting this war?

It was obviously early spring, but the wind was slightly chilly, and I couldn't feel any warmth.

There are green trees in Tianshu Mausoleum, but the shrubs on both sides of the Shinto are full of dust and look a little listless.

Shang Xingzhou looked outside the Tianshu Mausoleum and looked at the several dust dragons rising up. He knew that the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry would arrive in half an hour, but his expression remained calm.

"He is an outstanding young man and will not die easily."

"I have known him since he was very young. I know that he is very cautious and always leaves a way out when he does anything."

"Yes, what makes him far inferior to His Majesty Taizong is that he lacks the courage to face blood at certain critical moments."

Shang Xingzhou turned to look at Xu Yourong and said, "And you have already found his way out?"

Xu Yourong said softly: "Not bad."

The gentle wind flows through the streets and alleys. Those buildings carrying the dust of history have long since learned not to be moved by so-called major events.

The palaces on both sides of Taiping Road were very quiet, perhaps because their masters had already gone to the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

King Chenliu did not go, but stayed, sitting in the flower hall of the palace, drinking tea quietly.

The figures of royal masters kept flashing outside the window.

The tea in the porcelain bowl gradually became cold, just like his fingers holding the tea bowl.

He put the tea bowl back on the table gently and glanced under the window unnoticeably.

The floor there is paved with cyan tiles, and one of the tiles is slightly smoother.

The back road is not the back door. On the contrary, at this moment, the back door is often the most dangerous place.

The escape route that King Chen Liu arranged for himself was just under that floor tile, which was a tunnel leading to Luoqu.

Since the previous dynasty, Taiping Road has been the place where the powerful live. Those nobles who are attached to power and fear of accidents have dug countless tunnels.

After Zhou Tong took charge of the Qing Dynasty, he dug many tunnels again.

Those tunnels were as dense as a spider web, and no one could figure it out except himself.

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"And Mo Yu."

Shang Xingzhou said to Xu Yourong, "The so-called escape route can easily turn into a dead end."

Xu Yourong said: "Yes, so King Chen Liu will definitely die."

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Three years ago, a snowstorm filled Kyoto. Chen Changsheng rushed into Beibingmasi Hutong, and Zhou Tong hid in the underground prison.

While he was talking to Xue He, he was poisoned by Zhe Xiu.

He struggled to escape from the underground passage to his outer house on Taiping Road, but he still could not escape Zhexiu's pursuit.

But what really made him despair was the beautiful woman in palace dress who had been waiting for him outside the house.

Mo Yu knew everything about him, whether it was the outer house on Taiping Road or the extremely complicated tunnels.

Today, there are also people waiting for King Chenliu on the other side of the tunnel.

The people waiting for King Chenliu were two Taoist nuns.

Going down from the rockery of Luling Palace, there is a tunnel that turns west.

The tunnel leading from Prince Xiang's Mansion to Luoqu intersects with this tunnel.

The two Taoist nuns were sitting there cross-legged.

A Taoist nun looked calm and seemed weak.

A Taoist nun raised her eyebrows angrily, her eyes filled with thunder.

They were the two most senior and highest-level uncles in Nanxi Zhai, Huairen and Huaishu.

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"I've always wanted to know what you planned to do with Huairen and Huaishu when you asked them to come to Beijing..."

Shang Xingzhou looked at Xu Yourong and said, "So it's here."

Only then did Xu Yourong realize that the two master uncles had not been able to hide it from each other when they entered the capital. He said, "Since this is the first kill, we must make sure not to lose anything."

Shang Xingzhou shook his head and said, "In my opinion, this killing is impossible."

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"Tea, please."

King Chenliu picked up the teapot, filled three teacups, and then gently pushed them forward with great courtesy.

The tea in his bowl is cold, but the tea in the cup must be hot, because this represents respect.

Sitting across from them were three Taoists in green clothes. Their eyes were restrained and seemed ordinary. Occasionally, their sleeves moved slightly, but their sword intent came out, which showed that they were at an extraordinary level.

Especially the old man with gray hair, who seemed dull and silent, but gave people an unfathomable feeling.

Only a few people know that the Changchun Temple in Luoyang was presided over by this old Taoist when Shang Xingzhou was at the Chinese Academy of Education in Kyoto and when he was away in Xining.

King Chenliu only found out about this today, and at the same time he discovered that Dao Zun's followers were more powerful than he thought.

With this half-step sacred Taoist by his side, plus two other Changchun Taoists, and so many masters in the palace, he suddenly felt that he was a little too cautious.

Of course, if there is really a problem with Tianshu Mausoleum and the other party really gains the upper hand, they will still have to leave after all.

King Chen Liu's eyes fell on the green brick under the window again.

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"You put the strongest person next to King Chen Liu. It seems that you really value him."

Shang Xingzhou did not continue, but Xu Yourong understood what he meant and said calmly: "Then he must die."

Shang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, because Xu Yourong's expression did not change at all and was still as calm.

It's not about pretending to be calm. At this point in the game, any emotional cover-up is meaningless and unnecessary.

Xu Yourong was really calm.

Because she was very sure that King Chen Liu would die today.

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It was very quiet in Prince Xiang's Mansion. The masters with indifferent expressions watched the surroundings vigilantly, changing their positions from time to time, without making any sound from their feet.

In the garden behind the flower hall, two formation masters were looking at the sand table intently, always ready to adjust their defense methods.

A man in green clothes stood at the base of the wall, with his shoulders slumped and his eyes half closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

This person looked very ordinary, with an ordinary sword tied loosely to his belt.

But everyone who knows him knows that the reason why the sword is tied so loosely is to make it easier to draw the sword, and the reason why his shoulders are so drooped is also to make it easier to draw the sword.

The former is a habit he has maintained since his debut, and the latter is a change he made after meeting Wang Po in Xunyang City.

From his stance to his breathing to his clothes, all his details are designed to make it easier to draw the sword.

So in this world, he is the fastest person with a sword.