Way of Choices

The courtyard in the alley of Beibingsi has gradually appeared in the old days. The tree pit under the courtyard wall has been dug deep, but the Begonia tree has not yet arrived.

Looking for a begonia tree exactly the same as it used to be, even for the Qing Dynasty government officials in Quan Qingchaoye, it was not easy.

Zhou Tong knew this very well, and did not produce any dissatisfaction with his subordinates, especially after hearing the successive returns.

"Wei Shilang didn't go back, I heard that there was a big mess in the house last night."

"Before going out, Master Huang of Qin Tianjian found out that all the carriages in his family had been borrowed and lent to his wife's relatives, saying that he was going back to Wuzhou."

"Tianhai Shengxue had already got in the car, but was stopped by the family's worship. It is said that there was a fierce conflict between the two parties. Finally, Cheng Wu Xiangguo personally came forward to calm down the situation."

"There is no voice in Xiangwang Mansion, but King Chen Liujun has not appeared today. According to analysis, it should be imprisoned by the prince in the temple behind the mansion."

The day before yesterday I knew that Chen Changsheng had come forward to help Xue Xingchuan, and Zhou Tong's face had never looked good, especially after hearing that Xue Fu was going to set up an sacrifice.

Although he has always behaved calmly, the subordinates and many people in the palace can see that his mood is very bad.

It wasn't until he heard these news that his complexion gradually improved, and the indifference in his eyes gradually relaxed.

No one dared to worship in Xue's House, which was expected.

The Xuefu offering of sacrifices provided an emotional outlet for many people in Kyoto and also dug a hole.

Said it is to worship Xue Xingchuan, in fact, it is better to say that it is to worship the Queen Mother.

Today the court stared at Xue Fu, who dares to appear there?

"Chen Changsheng?" Zhou Tong asked suddenly.

A subordinate said: "The National College of Education has never been away."

"I didn't expect that our Chief Xiao Chen would be so calm and have a good sense of control."

Zhou Tong walked out of the courtyard with his hands and said, "But it is inevitable that people will sigh that the world is cold, and yes, except me, who can have some true affection for him?"

The subordinates were very surprised when they heard the words, and they didn't understand how the adults said it.

Zhou Tong stopped and looked at the people and said seriously: "As everyone knows, he is my only friend, don't you know?"

The subordinates looked at the smile on the adult's face, they felt cold all over, and where to know how to answer.

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At the lakeside of the National College of Education, Mao Qiuyu looked at Chen Changsheng and said: "Now it seems that my worries are over-considered, you are already much more mature than your peers."

"So you came here early in the morning and kept looking at me." Chen Changsheng looked at the lake and said, "But I don't really understand what you mean."

Mao Qiuyu said: "The things you did the day before yesterday were enough. If you do it again, you may pass it."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Changsheng said, "How to grasp this size? Who will stipulate it?"

He already knew that no one except the Siyuan Taoist and the King of Linghai came to the Xuefu today.

"The grasp and the rules come from a unique will."

Mao Qiuyu looked at him and said, "When His Majesty the Pope is alive, the State Church has only one will, so there can be only one voice, but after His Majesty returns to the Xinghai? When you succeeded the Pope, you were under twenty years old, your will It is difficult to override the state religion, only a symbiotic relationship."

This sentence sounds a bit vague, and in fact it is clear that the succession of the state religion depends on the ability and means of the successor, in addition to the will of His Majesty the Pope.

Maturity, stability, sense of patience, patience, sense of responsibility, these are the specific presentation of capabilities and means.

Mao Qiuyu continued: "His Majesty the Pope's body is not very good."

Chen Changsheng said: "After a few days, I will go to see him from the palace."

Mao Qiuyu also said: "I suppose His Holiness the Pope will be very pleased."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "I'm not sure if Uncle Shi will be happy when he sees me."

Mao Qiuyu said: "You are gradually learning the relationship between responsibility and silence, which itself represents growth."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Actually, you were wrong. I didn't go to Xuefu today. I didn't choose silence because of my maturity. I didn't see a sense of reason because of my sense of responsibility. It's just that I feel that this kind of thing is very common. Many relationships, as you know, I am really not familiar with Xue Xingchuan."

Yes, unlike what Zhou Tong thought, and different from Mao Qiuyu's relief, Chen Changsheng didn't go to Xue House, and had nothing to do with words such as forbearance and fairness. He just felt that he was not familiar with Xue Xingchuan, as if there was no need to go, and he did not know what to say when Mrs. Xue or those people were crying sadly.

"I'm not good at comforting people." He said to Mao Qiuyu.

At this time, Su Moyu suddenly came over.

Mao Qiuyu asked: "What happened?"

Su Moyu saluted, then said to Chen Changsheng: "Zhou Tong took people to Xue House."

Chen Changsheng glanced at the sky and said, "When will Xue Fu move the spirit?"

Mao Qiuyu looked slightly suspicious and said: "If you change your mind because of the behavior of others, it is not consistent with your way."

This is persuasion and warning.

Chen Changsheng said: "The heart will always change, admitting these changes is the real smooth."

Mao Qiuyu asked: "Why change?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I am not familiar with Xue Xingchuan, so I do not go to Xue House, but I am very familiar with Zhou Tong, so it is time to go."

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Xue Fu was very deserted, so the white streamer seemed more lonely in the autumn wind, seeing his pity.

Leng Qing does not mean that there is really no one. On the streets and alleys, there are a lot of double eyes that have been watching the Xuefu gate from afar.

There are some Kyoto idlers who are good things and not afraid of things, and more of their sights represent the major forces in Kyoto.

From early morning to the present, no guests appeared in front of Xuefu's gate, even few sparrows.

Suddenly a hoof sounded in front of the street, and there was a strong wind blowing clothes.

Dozens of Qing officials and masters and a larger number of Tiqi, escorted Zhou Tong out of Xue House.

In a short time, there were more people in front of Xuefu's gate, but there was still no sound and it was very dead.

The street was too quiet, and even faintly saw the crackling of the paper line burning behind the door.

Zhou Tong took a white cloth from his subordinates, tied it around his waist, and walked up to Xue House.

Xuefu Guan looked at the scene and wanted to stop it, but he didn't have any courage. His legs were already soft.

A beautiful woman dressed in mourning and filial piety stopped in front of Zhou Tong, shouting angrily: "You still have a face?"

Zhou Tong looked at her and said, "Mrs. Wei is back?"

He looked into the deserted mansion, shook his head, and said with emotion: "Where is this, I will give Brother Xue incense, so as not to be too lonely in the Xinghai."

The woman looked pale and shouted: "Father would not want to see you as an ungrateful traitor!"

"Is the love between General Xue and me what you women can understand."

After finishing this sentence, Zhou Tong walked into Xue House calmly as if returning home.

In the whole process, he did not look at Mrs. Wei.

The officials of the Qing officials pushed Mrs. Wei aside and prevented her from coming.

Seeing that Qiu Ren broke into his house, thinking that his father's spirit in heaven must be unable to calm down, Mrs. Wei was grieved and angry, but she was unable to stop her, and she scolded her.

Hearing endless swear words, Zhou Tong frowned slightly, unhappy, and said: "Your father's hero, how did you bring up such a shrew?"

A subordinate took out the cloth and stuffed it into Mrs. Wei's mouth.

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