Fighter of the Destiny

Starting from three days ago, His Majesty the Great Zhou Dynasty was no longer the Queen of Heaven and Sea, but became a young man named Chen Yu.

He is the only son of the late Emperor and the Holy Queen, and also the Prince Zhaoming who mysteriously disappeared twenty years ago.

He is a student who has been carefully trained by Shang Xingzhou, a Taoist priest of the first generation of the state religion, for twenty years. He is a king who has been sworn to support by the fourteen princes of the Chen family and the Tianhai family. What problems can he have?

Chen Changsheng knew that there was a problem in the palace, but if the person talking to him at this time was Tang Sanliu, he might say something, otherwise, he would remain silent.

King Chen Liu misunderstood his silence. Thinking of the young man sitting quietly in the imperial chair at the court meeting with neither sadness nor joy on his face, he felt a little tight in his chest and his voice became a little tough unconsciously. He said to Chen Changsheng: You should know very well that his disability will become an outlet for many people's ambitions.

Chen Changsheng lowered his head and said, With Master and Eunuch Lin here, neither your father nor the King of Zhongshan dare to break his promise, and the Tianhai family will definitely support him.

Just because he has not expressed any opinions on the situation in the court does not mean that he has thought about it, or that he does not have a vision in this regard.

As His Majesty's uncle, the Tianhai family will definitely play this role well, otherwise watching her death indifferently that night will turn into a joke.

King Chen Liu stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, You are not His Majesty. You cannot understand the pressure he is feeling at this time.

Chen Changsheng said: Senior brother does not like to be the emperor. His pressure does not come from those careerists, but from the throne itself.

King Chen Liu thought to himself that there was no one in the world who didn't want to be an emperor. Even after Chen Changsheng experienced the changes in the Tomb of Heaven's Book, he was still a little naive and immature, so he couldn't help but sigh. The conversation was quite in-depth at this point, but Chen Changsheng still refused to answer the conversation. He had no choice but to reach out and pat Chen Changsheng on the shoulder to express comfort, and then left the Chinese Academy of Education.

Many people died in the palace that night, and in the next two days, many people continued to die, whether it was the eunuch leader whose name Chen Changsheng still didn't know, or the little maids in Qiufang Palace who had no names in the first place. , turned into a ghost, and then was gradually forgotten by everyone like a blood stain that was wiped clean.

But even if such a big thing happened and so many people died, the palace was not in chaos, because Shang Xingzhou, who had been planning for many years, had already made preparations and invited many old people in the palace to go back. Those old people may have been from the former palace. The attendants, or former emperors like Mr. Lin, who once withdrew from Kyoto due to the majesty of Queen Tianhai, are now back.

Taifu Baiying is also back.

The autumn wind poured in from outside the palace and stirred his white hair, but could not move a single wrinkle on his old face.

He was looking at the comments on the file. They were all written in vermilion. The fonts were a bit delicate, but they did not lose their character and showed tenacity. As for the written opinions, they often only had a few simple sentences, but they were extremely insightful and sophisticated. The court, ministers, and local officials in prefectures and counties were all given enough space to act.

One file was like this, and more than ten files were like this. Bai Ying could no longer maintain his calmness and dignity. He raised his head and looked at the desk next to him.

The former young Taoist priest of Xining Town has become the current young emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. The change in status has not changed him much from before.

He sat quietly behind the case, quietly flipping through the book, reading the book, occasionally picking up the ink pen and writing something on it.

It seems that I am still in the old temple in Xining Town, reading the Taoist canon and writing about my gains.

What he was looking at were the historical records of the Zhou Dynasty. What he had to do was to analyze, judge and make decisions like the previous emperors. He was following the Taifu to learn how to rule a country.

The Taifu's eyes were slightly wet, and he was filled with infinite emotion. He thought that the biological son of the late emperor and his empress was indeed extraordinary and a born hero. But it was a pity... His eyes fell on the young emperor's legs, his left sleeve, and After a moment of silence, the man with black hair sighed and thought, how can there be anything perfect in the world?

Dusk has arrived, today's homework is over, and the tutor stands up to leave.

With the help of the eunuch, the young emperor stood up with some difficulty and bowed to his disciples in a dignified manner.

The Taifu left the palace, and the eunuch asked a few words in a low voice. The young emperor shook his head with a gentle expression.

Both the eunuch and the maids serving around him breathed a sigh of relief again.

In the past few days, too many people had died and too much blood had been shed in the palace. When they saw that His Majesty, who had just ascended the throne, was blind in one eye, had an arm broken, and was limping around, they were really in despair. ——They have seen too many abnormal people and know that such people are often violent and terrifying. If they serve such a majesty closely, they are afraid that they will be severely punished if they are not satisfied. They have even made good companions and themselves. I was mentally prepared to be killed with a stick. How could I have imagined that His Majesty would not be angry in the past two days, not even a harsh word. They had never seen such a gentle master before. Even the young King Chenliu who was raised in the palace would occasionally lose his temper. Those who thought of the Holy Queen in their hearts had to admit that welcoming such a king to the Zhou Dynasty... at least was the best thing for them.

The young emperor began to eat. There were many dishes, but he only chose the light ones, ate only a few chopsticks of the greasy ones, and drank only half a bowl of soup.

After the meal, the young eunuch presented him with strong black tea to help with digestion. The emperor shook his head and indicated that drinking some water would be enough.

The eunuch brought the water as ordered, then stepped back and stood on the corridor outside the palace, thinking to himself, who does your majesty look like? The late emperor or the holy empress?

No, His Majesty the Emperor's diet and health regimen are very similar to only one person's, that person's name is Chen Changsheng.

To be precise, Chen Changsheng should be very similar to him.

At the old temple in Xining Town, he had been cooking for the past fourteen years, and he cooked according to Chen Changsheng's preferences and needs.

Chen Changsheng's character, Chen Changsheng's preferences, and Chen Changsheng's favorite dishes all follow him.

Chen Changsheng was raised by him.

He walked out of the palace, stood on the stone steps, and looked towards the palace wall in the dusk.

He knew that Chen Changsheng was there. The distance was actually not far away, only a few hundred feet away.

We are close in front of us, but far away in the horizon. Because we cannot see each other, the reason why we cannot see each other naturally makes sense.

The twilight was like blood, and Shang Xingzhou's figure seemed to be coated with a strange color. He stood outside a window somewhere on the side of the palace. He stood there for an unknown length of time, watching him quietly.

The young Emperor looked in the direction of the National Education Academy and was silent for a long time. Then he turned around and saluted to the wooden window.

Shang Xingzhou returned the gift seriously.

There is a window between teachers and students. There is nothing between the windows. It is a void, but it does not mean that there is really nothing.

They are teachers and students, as well as monarchs and ministers.

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The autumn wind spreads on Gan Terrace. As the night gets darker, the night pearls beside the stage become brighter and brighter. Shang Xingzhou stood on the edge of the stage with his hands folded, looking at the streets and alleys in Kyoto, looking at the world that he had not seen for a long time but was by no means unfamiliar, and said calmly: King Zhongshan told Cui Shangshu last night that he is also the direct descendant of Emperor Taizong. Sun.

Today, everyone knows that he is Emperor Taizong's most trusted minister, and everything he does is to fulfill Emperor Taizong's legacy.

This sentence of King Zhongshan may seem a little incomprehensible and the meaning is vague, but in fact it is very clear.

Since he is also the direct grandson of Emperor Taizong, Shang Xingzhou can completely support him, but he does not necessarily have to support the young emperor.

The word direct cannot be used carelessly. A voice came from behind Gan Terrace.

Shang Xingzhou did not turn around and said calmly: It seems that you have some different ideas.

The man was silent for a long time and said: It would be too false to say that I have no ideas, but I know very well that this is not what I should be thinking about now.

Shang Xingzhou's expression remained unchanged, but there was a lot of satisfaction in his eyes.

The man was very young, wearing a green shirt with a bright yellow belt around his waist. He had a handsome face and was actually King Chenliu.

Shang Xingzhou turned around, looked at him and said, Then what do you want to say?

King Chen Liu said: Chen Changsheng is ready to leave.

When the Pope went to the Chinese Academy of Education, he thought that Chen Changsheng had already left or was packing his luggage.

Chen Changsheng didn't do this, but that didn't mean that he didn't want to leave.

Shang Xingzhou was silent for a long time and said, I won't let him leave.

King Chenliu said: You insist on keeping him in Kyoto. What's the point?

Shang Xingzhou did not answer the question directly and said: There are two things that I must do in this life, and the first one has been completed.

If the Pope was present, he would know that the first thing he said was to overthrow the rule of Queen Tianhai, and the second thing was to completely defeat the demons.

King Chen Liu didn't know, so he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned these things at this time.

At this moment, several extremely clear cracks suddenly appeared in the dense twilight sky, and immediately after, several shrill bird calls resounded across the sky and the earth.

Ten red geese and four red eagles returned from the snowy fields in the far north. Only three red geese and two red eagles were able to return to Kyoto.

They brought a piece of news that people had been confused about and expected for a long time.

Xue Laocheng is still closed.

The demon strategist Black Robe and the demon commander joined forces to rebel.

Chaos.

Blizzard caused disaster.

Seven demon generals died.

Nan Ke fled and escaped into the wind and snow.

The devil does not know whether he is alive or dead.

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(I will be busy tomorrow, so there will be no update.)