In these two years under the company of sunshine and rain, Xu Le had read many books related to the history of the Empire. He was often stimulated by the smell of blood and conspiracy behind those simple sentences. In the long years of the Left Sky Galaxy, who knew how many families and geniuses had sacrificed their lives to the abyss for the title of Emperor. However, only a few lucky people could achieve what they wanted.
The path to the Dragon Throne was brilliant and full of thorns that pierced through iron shoes and luxurious clothes, leaving mottled bloodstains. Without a doubt, it was the most difficult path to walk in the world. However, this saying was not suitable for the current Empire and him.
As the only direct male descendant of the Huai family in Bai Yan, this was his biggest advantage. He did not need to care about how the Emperor viewed him, his own son. He did not need to be vigilant, shameless, or cold. He did not need to play the role of a repentant and obedient Crown Prince. He did not need to wear a hypocritical mask made of gold.
He did not need to do anything and could easily return to the black and green Imperial Palace. Under the name of the Crown Prince, he secretly controlled the network and military force of the resistance organization and silently waited for the Emperor to grow old and die. Then, he would become the new Emperor, the only master of the billions of people in the Left Sky Galaxy.
If the Royal Family wanted to give Xu Le some kind of test, if Huai Fuchai needed some deeds to convince those unwilling distant relatives, then the credit of destroying the largest resistance organization in the Empire would have fallen into his hands many years in advance with Elder Tang Zhizhong's indifferent words.
At that time, she, the only one who had the qualifications and ability to stop all of this from happening, would definitely remain silent. She would even indifferently control that terrifying Peach Miasma Mecha and rampage through the Left Sky Galaxy, taking down all the Royal Family nobles who dared to question this decision.
This powerful Princess, when she just found out about Xu Le's identity, did not hesitate to take the risk and brazenly charge into the Federation. In front of the blood relationship between siblings, the position of Emperor was not worth mentioning.
As for the White Courtyard, which was hidden behind Bai Yan's Huai's Dynasty and appeared to be even more mysterious and powerful than the seven great families of the Federation, it would probably be very happy to see Xu Le become the ruler of this star region. Apart from their relationship, it was also related to Master Fan's passion for love and peace.
Xu Le sat at the table in silence. His hands, which were hanging by his sides, had already been placed on the table in advance. He subconsciously held the teacup. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his eyes narrowed more and more perplexed. In a very short time, he used the mechanical logic of an engineer to deduce the other party's proposal and came to this conclusion.
Just as Elder Tang Zhizhong had said, as long as he agreed to their request and fulfilled today's agreement in the future, he would become the most famous monarch in history books. The Left Heaven Starfield was like a class society that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years, ushering in a brand new era. This drama that no one could predict was about to unfold.
However, a new era only meant change. No one knew if it was the best or the worst era. Furthermore, this change was so intense and had such far-reaching effects. Xu Le couldn't help but sink into anxious and muddle-headed contemplation. He didn't know how to answer or how to choose, so he could only remain silent.
Elder Tang Zhizhong could feel his intense mental struggle, so he just waited quietly. He believed that the dead Voss and himself wouldn't misjudge the young man across the table. He believed that no matter how long he waited, there would eventually be a result, and it would be a very good one.
The confrontation between the silence and waiting was forcefully interrupted by a sudden noise. As the wall creaked, the tightly locked door was violently pushed open.
Qi Dabing walked to Xu Le's side with an ashen face. He looked at Elder Tang Zhizhong across the table and said in a deep voice, "We are all willing to sacrifice for our great ideals, but have you ever thought about why this person deserves our trust?"
Tang Zhizhong furrowed his brows and said, "Trust is something that can't be proven. I believe in your teacher, Voss, and my own judgment."
"Just because of this inexplicable trust, you want the entire organization, hundreds of thousands of brave warriors, to risk their lives for this person? Don't forget, he is the son of that tyrant Huai Fu Chai! Although he grew up in the Federation, the filthy blood of the Huai Family still flows in his veins! "
The veins on Qi Dabing's neck popped out. He waved his arms and asked angrily, "Even if he is worthy of our trust now, what will happen after we push him onto the throne?"
"Three years ago, you told all the comrades that position can change people, and unrestricted power can corrupt the noblest sentiments of humans. Therefore, you objected to me taking over the position of the leader of the organization, and instead created this so-called Committee of Seven."
"Fine! I believed that you were doing it for the sake of justice, so I accepted the decision of the organization. Then what about now? Why do you believe that the position won't change this guy after he becomes the emperor of the empire? Why do you believe that the unrestricted power of the emperor won't corrupt him? "
"There are many comrades like me who are willing to sacrifice, but we are not willing to make such meaningless sacrifices!"
Qi Dabing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "If he becomes the emperor of the empire, but is not willing to carry out today's agreement and hand over the power in his hands, then what will the organization, which has already lost its power, use to pursue the matter? Or is it that we can only scold him a little? "
Elder Tang Zhizhong's mood turned gloomy. He looked coldly at Qi Dabing and said, "This is the decision that the majority of the committee members agreed to, and I insist on it."
"No." Qi Dabing raised his chin slightly and said firmly, "Unless he does something to prove that he is not the same as those detestable members of the royal family."
He lowered his head to look at Xu Le and said coldly, "Because Mu En has always been closely protected by the intelligence agency of the empire, we have never been able to kill him. If you want us to believe you, you have to bring his head to me within a month. With your current identity, it shouldn't be difficult for you to accomplish this."
Xu Le raised his head and looked at Qi Dabing's slightly twisted face. His mind, which was originally in a confused and anxious state, suddenly calmed down. After a moment of silence, he said, "As far as I know, although Mu En left the resistance organization, he didn't do anything for the intelligence agency except for the visit to the Federation three years ago. He didn't betray any of you."
After a slight pause, he continued, "Putting aside the standpoint, Mu En can be considered my friend. He saved me back then, so I can't do this request of yours."
Qi Dabing didn't seem to be surprised by his answer. He looked at him and said in a deep voice, "I don't care about your words of defending that shameful traitor. Since you don't want to kill him, then I suggest you the second way to prove yourself: to kill Huai Caoshi."
Xu Le frowned and looked at him for a long time. He asked, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"I know she is your sister," Qi Dabing said angrily. Qi Dabing said angrily, "But don't forget that the blood of countless of our comrades is flowing in the hands of this princess. In the face of justice, things like family and bloodline must be forgotten and abandoned, not to mention that this is a sinful, dirty, rotten, and backward family bloodline!"
Xu Le's thick eyebrows furrowed even more sharply. He looked at him in silence.
"If you don't understand this point, it proves that you don't have a firm revolutionary ideology at all. I can't just watch you take control of the organization. I will do everything in my power to stop you."
Hearing these strange and oppressive declarations, Xu Le's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed. It wasn't because he understood something, but because he remembered something. The girl on the iron tower in Linhai, those young students full of revolutionary optimism, he calmly recalled, and then he confirmed some things.
"In terms of emotions, I've always been leaning towards you, until this moment. It's because I can't accept that an organization waving the flag of idealism would actually use this kind of robber gang method. Is this a kidnapping between two murderers?"
The sharp light in Qi Dabing's eyes gradually calmed down. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at Xu Le. After a moment of silence, he didn't say anything and turned to leave.
"I'm sorry, if thinking is something that can be easily changed, then you don't need to think for so long before. It's obvious that some comrades in our organization haven't changed their thinking."
Elder Tang Zhizhong sighed, stood up and said to Xu Le. However, he felt a little strange in his heart because Qi Dabing's performance of rushing into the room was obviously meaningless. It seemed that he only wanted to provoke Xu Le so that he wouldn't accept this agreement.
"I'm sorry." Xu Le looked at the elder and said.
Elder Tang Zhizhong's expression slightly froze. He immediately smiled and raised his hand to stop the latter half of his words. He sincerely said, "Please don't make a hasty decision because of a moment of emotional fluctuation. I think you need to sit alone and think about it."
After saying this, the elder slowly walked out of the room with a hunched body. When the door closed, Xu Le suddenly felt that the elder's figure was extremely tired. It was very similar to some of the figures he had seen in his life, such as the leader in a wheelchair, or the director of the Department of Zou Yingxing who stayed up all night to work, or the old man in the hospital bed by Lake Feicheng.
Probably because of the deja vu, Xu Le didn't have the heart to say his decision immediately. Instead, he listened to the elder's request and sat alone in the room to think, or to prepare for his next move.
A few minutes later, Philip's voice sounded in Xu Le's ears. The expression on his face suddenly changed. He suddenly turned around and looked at the closed door. His slightly narrowed eyes were full of shock.
The door was pushed open again, but this time it was much gentler and more polite.
The person who walked into the room was still Qi Dabing. He used a white hot towel to carefully wipe his slender fingers. He walked straight to the old man's seat and slowly sat down. He raised his head and calmly looked at Xu Le.
The previous appearance of an excited and angry revolutionary leader in the prime of his life had long disappeared. At this time, his face was full of confidence and steadiness based on strength, as well as a palpitating calmness.
"I think now the two of us can talk about future arrangements."
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