Fighter of the Destiny

Everyone is a little person when he is born.

The Pope smiled and made gestures with his hands: But people will grow up, and there are some things that you can definitely learn as long as you are willing to learn.

Chen Changsheng has read the Dao Zang thoroughly. Whether it is swordsmanship or other skills, he can always learn them in one go. His talent and understanding are excellent. Is there anything he can't learn?

Listening to the Pope's words, he naturally thought of the conversation he had with the Pope in the library three days after the Tomb of Heavenly Books... It's just that the books in the world are as vast as the sea, and the knowledge is as numerous as the stars. Carpenters, farming, plant medicine, There are many things to learn about tailoring and gardening, so why do you need to learn how to be a big shot?

What should I do if I don't want to learn? He looked at the Pope and said seriously: Does this mean that I am not a good candidate for the Pope?

The Pope smiled and said: This inference is certainly reasonable, but even if you are unwilling to learn now, you just need to be quiet for a while.

Chen Changsheng expressed his rejection directly without any thought: I can't do it, because this cannot be a period of time. Master needs my true obedience.

The Pope looked him in the eyes quietly and asked, Are you unwilling, even on the surface?

In the eyes of today's world, a master and a disciple are like father and son, and it is only natural for a student to obey his master. If a master does not tell you to do something, or to keep you silent for a while, even if you are caught without mercy or even commit suicide on the spot, you will You should accept it without hesitation, as this is your duty as a student.

Chen Changsheng didn't think so.

Yes, I don't want to.

The Pope asked: “Why?”

Chen Changsheng had not thought about this issue, but when he saw the master for the first time that night in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, and after knowing the inside story of the whole matter, he had his own thoughts.

Maybe...it's because I don't like what Master does.

So, you like what I do?

Chen Changsheng shook his head.

The Pope asked: “Then why do you choose this now?”

The choice mentioned here refers to the day when the sun was rising and he was carrying the body of Queen Tianhai down the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

It also refers to the fact that the National Education Academy closed its doors for several days and refused to comply with the decree. To this day, the court has nothing to do with him.

The Pope's question is also a question asked by countless people in Kyoto. Mr. Lin has asked it, Su Moyu has asked it, and many people have asked Chen Changsheng.

After he came to Kyoto from Xining Town, he has been living as the successor of the state religion and the opposite of the Holy Queen Tianhai.

There is no affection between him and Queen Tianhai.

He is not Prince Zhaoming, so naturally he is not her son.

So, why?

Chen Changsheng said: Your Majesty, she was misled by Master and mistook my identity. That's why she regarded me as her son. That's why so many things happened in the Tomb of Heaven's Book that night.

If she didn't want to change his destiny for him, the Holy Empress might really be able to win in this great change, or at least save her own life.

The Pope said: Since it was a misunderstanding, her contribution was to your senior brother, not to you. You do not need to bear this kindness.

I understand what you mean. But at the Tomb of Heaven's Book, at least for a while, she really treated me as her son and loved me.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time and said, I don't know who my parents are. Since she really treated me as a son, I treat her as my mother.

The Pope sighed and said nothing more.

Since he regards Tianhai as his mother, he naturally wants to die for Tianhai.

No one can cross this line.

Chen Changsheng continued: As for the master...since he never regarded me as his disciple from the beginning, then I will not recognize him as my master.

The Pope looked at him and smiled and said, That makes sense.

After saying the two words he wanted to say the most, Chen Changsheng felt refreshed from the inside out and prepared to leave.

The Pope glanced at the sky between the eaves and said: It's going to snow, remember to bring your umbrella.

Chen Changsheng was not sure whether this sentence had any profound meaning, but he was just a little worried that the elder who took good care of him would be disheartened because of his departure.

He said to the Pope: Uncle Master, the Li Palace still needs a new owner after all. Don't you think Dean Mao is very suitable?

The Pope looked at him and said: If it is suitable, it can be done. How can I let you leave?

Chen Changsheng said: I am not suitable.

The Pope looked at him with a faint smile and said, What's inappropriate?

It's hard to tell, not even Chen Changsheng's opponents can tell what makes him unsuitable to succeed the pope.

He is the orthodox successor of the state religion, has read Taoism thoroughly, is extremely talented, has a higher seniority, has a pure and tolerant temperament, and is the best candidate for the Pope.

In the past, some people might have complained about his age - he was too young after all - but now there was a saint in the south who was younger than him.

I am too immature, young and impulsive, and can easily delay important things.

Chen Changsheng looked at the dark sky outside the hall, thinking about the young and impulsive thing he was going to do later, feeling a little nervous and a little uneasy.

This is why I chose you.

The Pope lamented: If you are in your youth and are as mature and steady as a piece of wood, in the future you will at most be the second me. What does it mean to the state religion and to all living beings?

Chen Changsheng understood and said seriously: Whether I stay or not, I will work hard to practice according to your requirements, uncle.

The Pope was very pleased to know that he understood what he meant, and said: If you want to leave Kyoto, remember to take my baby with you.

Chen Changsheng followed his line of sight and discovered that it was the pot of green leaves.

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Chen Changsheng left the palace.

This news once again spread throughout Kyoto in a very short period of time.

The courtyard in Beibingmasi Hutong was naturally the first place to receive the news.

Zhou Tong sat in the Taishi chair, holding a red clay teapot flat in his left hand, stroking the front of the pot belly with his right hand, looking at the ground, and asked expressionlessly: Where has he gone?

Several officials looked at each other, and then said with some uncertainty: Three parties are sure that he entered the Wei Mansion.

After hearing these words, Zhou Tong raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at his subordinates, and asked in a shrill voice: Wei Mansion?

The officials responded hurriedly: My lord, there is absolutely no mistake.

Zhou Tong knew that his subordinates would not be mistaken.

He just didn't remember for a moment which family the Wei Mansion belonged to.

And he couldn't understand why Chen Changsheng hadn't come to Beibingmasi Hutong...to kill him after he left the National Education Academy and the palace.

Where exactly is Wei Mansion?

The Qing officials did not react, and all the forces in Kyoto, including King Xiang, King Zhongshan, Xu Shiji, and even Li Gong did not react.

Chen Changsheng has arrived deep in the Wei Mansion.

The snow in the sky finally fell and gradually covered the grass.

Just like the face of the male master of Wei Mansion, he was very pale.

Chen Changsheng looked at this person and said, Hello, Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei said in a trembling voice: Hello, Dean Chen, I wonder why you are here at Xiaguan's house?

Chen Changsheng's eyes were bright, his attitude was correct, and his voice was sincere.

I'll kill you.

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(The two sentences that Chen Changsheng said to the Pope are the most important to me. Because I was worried that there would be no suitable scene in the future, even if it interrupted the rhythm, I still put them before killing Zhou Tong.)