Fighter of the Destiny

Of course, it’s because I understand it that I feel sad.

But Chen Changsheng was sad not because of the things he understood, but because of the separation that followed and the difficulty of seeing each other again.

With his current status and his relationship with Luoluo, it was natural that the eldest princess should meet him when she visited Beijing, but she didn't.

This is the attitude of the demon clan.

Your Majesty is friends with your teacher.

Jin Yulu looked at him and sighed, and said: So at the beginning, His Majesty didn't care about the closeness between you and His Highness Luoluo, and was even happy to see it happen. However, His Majesty took everything into account, but did not consider that your That teacher will have other ideas, and you...have ideas too.

Chen Changsheng remained silent and did not explain this.

Jin Yulu continued: Of course, even if your teacher has new ideas, His Majesty can still help you keep your position as the successor of the Pope.

The power of the words of a saint has no boundaries.

Chen Changsheng remembered this sentence.

His teacher Shang Xingzhou is of course a saint now.

But the words of two saints are ultimately more powerful than the words of one saint.

If Bai Emperor firmly supports him and the Pope appoints him, even Shang Xingzhou cannot object.

Will Bai Di support him? Before today, this seemed like an issue that didn’t need to be considered.

Everyone takes it for granted.

Chen Changsheng is Luoluo's teacher and has always been close to the Monster Clan. He will inherit the position of Pope. No matter how you look at it, this is the best outcome for the Monster Clan.

Now it seems that Bai Di's attitude has obviously changed.

Your performance is too immature, and His Majesty is deeply worried about it.

Jin Yulu said: Even if we support you and help you become the Lord of Li Palace, are you able to sit firmly in that position? If not, then why should we support you?

Chen Changsheng was in a daze.

He seemed to be hearing the word mature a lot lately.

Entering Beijing at the age of fourteen, he is far more calm and stable than his peers, and few people would think that he is lacking in this aspect.

Now it seems that it is still not enough, at least not enough to become a big shot.

But, what is maturity?

Chen Changsheng understood that in the eyes of many people, and in the eyes of Bai Di and his wife, he had indeed done many immature things.

Since Uncle Jiao Zong personally speaks for him, as long as he admits defeat, surrenders, and bows down, the teacher has no reason not to accept him again.

Even if he can't, he should act more maturely.

For example, these days, he should not be in the National Education Academy, but in the palace, seizing the time to understand everything about the National Education.

For example, a few days ago, he should not have gone outside the city gate to collect Xue Xingchuan's body by the official road and go to Xue Mansion to pay homage.

For example, that day earlier, he did not accept the order in the National Education Academy, but used a thousand swords to chop Old Father Lin until he was covered in blood.

For example, that day, when he walked down from the Tomb of Heavenly Books carrying the body of Queen Tianhai on his back, he passed by his teacher as if they were strangers to each other.

Just like these days, he has been looking forward to the arrival of the mission from Baidi City.

He thought there would always be someone to support him, and even if there was no one, there would still be demons.

Now it seems that this expectation is really ridiculous.

He looked out the window and saw that the big banyan trees by the lake could no longer retain their full greenness and had become much colder. The lake was covered with thin ice and there was a light frost on the decaying grass.

Yes, these are all immature, naive, childish, passionate, impulsive, secondary, pitiful, and ridiculous.

But it’s still warmer than these lonely, bleak, and lifeless worlds, right?

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The eldest princess went to the palace and then to the palace to meet Shang Jiyin.

No one knows what the three saints said, and no one knows what agreement the demon clan has made with the imperial court and the state religion.

People only know that she did not go to the National Education College, nor did she invite anyone from the National Education College to the villa where she lived.

She did not see Chen Changsheng, which surprised many people and made the situation in Kyoto clear again.

Missions from the south also arrived one after another. The Changsheng Sect, Qiu Shan Family and other aristocratic families, Saintess Peak also sent people, and even Huaiyuan also sent representatives.

Everyone could see clearly which direction the wind was blowing in Kyoto, so the eldest princess had the same attitude, and no one from the southern delegation went to the National Education Academy.

Because of their sensitivity, and because they wanted to express their attitude to the court, and as southerners, they had no good impression of the Holy Queen Tianhai, so naturally they would not support Chen Changsheng.

Saintess Peak only sent some letters and equipment to the Nanxi Zhai disciples in the National Education College.

One evening, there was a knock on the door of the Anglican Education College, and a visitor came.

The visiting guest is Guan Feibai, a disciple of Lishan Sword Sect.

It has been three years since the members of the National Education Academy and the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect have known each other. The story during this period is very complicated. It can be said that they are both enemies and friends, but they have finally become familiar with each other.

Because both parties are truly like-minded.

This is the first time that a disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect has entered the National Education Academy.

Guan Feibai followed Su Moyu and looked at the scenery in the National Education Academy with great interest. He didn't look away until he met several junior sisters from Nanxizhai whom he had known before.

In the library, Chen Changsheng met him.

He is the future pope. Although Guan Feibai is one of the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, a talented disciple of Li Shan, and his status is far different from him, the conversation between the two parties did not turn into a so-called cordial conversation or a friendly meeting. Of course, he was not full of fierce sword intent and hostility like before, he was just speaking simply.

This conversation is really simple.

You came here from Lishan alone?

It's just going through the motions, what are so many people doing?

Why you?

It doesn't matter who comes.

Then you might as well send Qijian.

Do you want face?

Su Moyu interrupted promptly: Watch your words.

Guan Feibai glared at Chen Changsheng angrily and asked, Where is Tang Tang?

What are you doing with him?

Of course it's a fight.

It sounds better to try the sword.

It's all up to you.

He's not in now.

Where have you gone?

Go home.

...What about Zhexiu?

...or fighting?

...Try the sword.

He's not in now.

Where have you gone?

have no idea.

After hearing Chen Changsheng's answer, Guan Feibai fell silent.

Only then did he realize that it turned out that Tang Sanliu and Zhe Xiu were not at the National Education Academy.

He could imagine how hard it was for Chen Changsheng to be in the Chinese Academy of Education during this period.

I'm leaving.

I won't send it.

Since the people he wanted to find were not there and the fight he wanted to fight couldn't happen, he should naturally leave. But before leaving, Guan Feibai had a request.

He said to Chen Changsheng: Send it to me.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, I won't send it away.

Guan Feibai insisted: Just send me to the courtyard gate.

Chen Changsheng said: No.

He would see Guan Feibai in front of the courtyard and be seen by many people.

Guan Feibai just wants people to see him.

Chen Changsheng didn't want to drag Li Shan into this muddy water, so he persisted.

Guan Feibai thought for a while and said, Then I'm leaving.

Chen Changsheng said: Thank you.

Guan Feibai walked towards the courtyard gate without looking back, waving his hand and saying: You're welcome.

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Tang Tang returned to Wenshui, where did Zhishou go? Nobody knows.

Naturally, the imperial court would not forget this young and powerful man from the wolf tribe. The secret spies of the Qing Dynasty never stopped searching for him, but they still found nothing, just like Wang Po.

The courtyard in Beibingmasi Hutong has been restored as before. The flat ground is covered with fresh soil, just waiting for a layer of turf to be planted next spring.

When the night is darkest, there is a layer of frost on the ground, and there is a very slight friction sound from deep in the soil, as if silkworms are eating mulberry leaves, as if countless earthworms are desperately burrowing into the ground before the cold winter.

The winter solstice is when autumn is at its deepest.

The celebration of the union of the North and the South ended successfully, but the missions had no intention of leaving Beijing because the Pope's illness was getting worse day by day.

In the courtyard, Zhou Tong looked at the withered crabapple tree and murmured, It's time.

For some, it's time.

The clerk in the teahouse in the south of the city said goodbye to his boss and the shopkeeper one by one, and went out.

In just over ten days of getting along, everyone in the teahouse, from the owner and shopkeeper to the most ordinary waiters, felt reluctant to part with him.

Chen Changsheng put the pen back on the inkstone, dried the writing on the paper, sealed it, handed it to Su Moyu, and walked out of the library.

Su Moyu looked at his back, knowing that if we say goodbye today, it might be difficult to see him again.

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(When I wrote about the Night at the Tomb of Heavenly Books, I mentioned three squirrels, and then... the three squirrels sent me a large box of nuts... I would like to express my gratitude. Where should I go after mentioning so many things today, um, will it? Are there free air tickets or something? Of course it’s a joke. I wish everyone good health and a happy life. We will try to see each other in books every day.)