Chen Changsheng had already bid farewell to his senior brother. Before he left, he naturally had to see her.
In the past, Mo Yu had been an extremely famous beauty of the capital, and now she was even more beautiful and moving.
He knew that she was not trying to seduce him, but this place was truly too hot. Even the cooling array in the hall seemed to be of no use.
"This place is too small."
He looked around and said.
This was a room in the back of the hall that had been specially partitioned off. Compared to the architecture of the Imperial Palace, it truly was very small and not very well ventilated.
"Before the Empress hung the curtain to oversee politics, she studied government affairs with Emperor Xian for twenty-some years and always sat here."
Mo Yu mocked, "When His Majesty first entered the palace, the venerable Daoist also sat here during the court conference. Now that I'm sitting here, do I have the right to be dissatisfied?"
Chen Changsheng bitterly smiled. "Then it truly is hard to say."
Mo Yu arched her brows. "Do all of you think that I'm very ambitious?"
There was a time when Chen Changsheng truly did think that she was very ambitious, not when the Divine Empress was still alive, but ten years ago.
She had always maintained contact with him. When His Majesty ordered her to return to the capital, she had written a rather hesitant letter. Later on, he realized that she had already made up her mind.
But when she insisted on marrying the Prince of Louyang, Chen Changsheng felt that his view of her was perhaps not correct.
If she really was ambitious, she should have married someone with even more authority. She could have even married the emperor and become the new Empress.
"That depends on what you mean by ambition," Chen Changsheng said.
Mo Yu replied, "If ambition means power, then I admit that I have a very strong desire in this aspect, but I only need to be able to guarantee that I have the right to meddle in the affairs of the court."
These words were rather convoluted. Chen Changsheng thought it over and finally understood. He curiously asked, "Why do you like to handle government affairs so much?"
"Because I'm a female official taught by the Empress."
Mo Yu looked at him and said, "Yourong and I were taught by the Empress. I like it and have the ability to handle government affairs, while she is more skilled in massacring everyone."
Chen Changsheng thought of the many scenes from these past few years and could only silently agree to these words.
Mo Yu said, "Of course, she's even more like the Empress than I am. Perhaps it's because she's more capable of killing people than I am."
Ten-some years ago, in the nearby palace hall, the Tianhai Divine Empress had once told her and Xu Yourong that killing was the correct path.
Mo Yu knew that she couldn't do it. Perhaps it was because she had seen too many of her clansmen being killed when she was young.
That year on the Road of Peace, when she chopped Zhou Tong with her sword until his entire body was covered in blood, it seemed like she had used up all the killing intent in her body.
Chen Chang Sheng didn't want to continue this topic and asked, "After so many years of marriage, is he still so afraid of you?"
He was asking the Prince of Louyang.
Mo Yu raised her eyebrows and said, "That's out of respect, not fear. Do you think everyone is like you?"
Chen Chang Sheng didn't think that he would get into trouble and felt a little awkward.
Mo Yu let him go and said, "He's learning to cook at home every day. He just learned the seventeenth method of steeping radish. He looks very happy."
Chen Chang Sheng saw that she was also very happy. He was also very happy, but also a bit … … a bit complicated.
He looked at the hair on her temples and looked away. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, asking, "Have you been sleeping well recently?"
Mo Yu beamed with joy and said, "Very good, you know what? Even a fat person's body is cold, so hugging him is very comfortable. "
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On the way to the front lines, Chen Chang Sheng couldn't help but laugh at himself every time he recalled what had happened that day in the Imperial Palace.
This sort of scene occurred far too often, making An Hua rather nervous. Fu Xinzhi and Chen Fugui, now teachers of the Orthodox Academy, were also very uneasy.
Chen Chang Sheng had not brought too many Li Palace priests with him, but many students from the Ivy Academies.
He was using the excuse of patrolling while the students from the Ivy Academies were using the excuse of practicing on the front lines.
Not long after entering Tianliang County, before they had even reached Xunyang City, Chen Chang Sheng took An Hua and left the procession.
The records of the various Daoist churches were constantly being delivered to his hands. He also saw with his own eyes the true situation among the people, saw soldiers recovering from their wounds, and then saw the plains.
Before entering the real battlefield, he once more recalled Mo Yu's final words in the Imperial Palace.
"It's already been two months since the people of the capital have had meat to eat. This year, only three ships of cotton have arrived at Luling. If you lose at the front lines, countless refugees will appear this winter, countless people will freeze to death on the road. This is a war between countries, a war fought with the strength of a country, so you must win. Otherwise, if you lose, your country will be destroyed."
Yes, this was a war between countries. Both sides would have to throw in all their strength, disregarding all costs to strive for the final victory.
But there were some things that Chen Chang Sheng still did not understand. He and Gou Hanshi had discussed them many times, but they had not come to a convincing conclusion.
In both the first and second stages of the war, the methods used by the demons were far too violent. Even for a war between countries, they were still somewhat excessive.
Logically speaking, no one would choose to destroy indiscriminately at the start of a war. Even if the demons were relatively weaker, why would they be so lacking in confidence? Moreover, this method had no chance of changing the resolve of the humans, so what meaning did it have other than hastening the defeat of the demons?
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It was very difficult for those involved to clearly see the entire situation, not even the Demon Lord or the Demon Commander.
The perspective of an outsider actually made it easier for them to see certain problems. For example, Shang Xingzhou had long ago noticed that something was off that Chen Chang Sheng and Gou Hanshi felt.
A group was traveling from Mount Han to Mount Li, stopping for a night in Luoyang.
On the morning of the next day, Shang Xingzhou left Luoyang. No one knew of this matter. He only brought with him a young Daoist boy carved from ice and jade.
Ten-some years ago, Xining Village's old temple had become a place of great importance to the protection of the Imperial Court, but which soldier could stop him?
He brought the young Daoist boy into the old temple. After a moment of silence, he ordered the young Daoist boy to continue reciting the Canon of Flowing West under the tree, and then he left the temple and went to the stream bank.
The stream water was just as clear as it had been in the past. The falling flowers flowed with the waves, adding to their liveliness as they passed by him.
A monk appeared on the bank of the stream.
He was still the same as he was ten-some years ago. His face was handsome and it was impossible to tell his exact age. He wore a black monk's robe, its surface covered in cracks and dust.
Shang Xingzhou said to him, "Your Highness, I wish to know a few things."
This monk was the King of Chu's son. In terms of seniority, he was Yuren's uncle. If he were still in the court, he would naturally be a prince.
If not for the coup of the Hundred Herb Garden, perhaps he would now be the emperor.
Of course, Shang Xingzhou would never admit it.
The monk said, "Please speak."
Shang Xingzhou asked, "Just what does the Sacred Light Continent want to do?"
The monk said nothing.
Shang Xingzhou indifferently said, "In the end, you are still a person on our side."
The compassion in the monk's eyes completely transformed into desolation. "Nothing more than a wanderer without a home to return to."
Shang Xingzhou suddenly said, "Tianhai heavily injured your soul and prevented you from returning. Now that I think about it, it wasn't a bad thing."
These words were clearly suspecting that he was conspiring with the Sacred Light Continent.
The monk said, "Imperial hegemony will come to nothing."
Shang Xingzhou said, "One has to consider the future generations. No matter what, it is still the blood of the Chen clan."
The monk was quiet for a very long time, then asked, "Is this your promise?"
"If I die, my students will bring you back."
Shang Xingzhou seemed to think of something. After a moment of silence, he added, "If they refuse, I will have this student bring you back."
The monk turned to the young Daoist boy under the tree and revealed a satisfied expression. "What do you want me to do?"
Shang Xingzhou said, "I want you to help me send a message, and also a thing."
The monk said, "The Sacred Light Continent is too far away. That will require a very long time."
Shang Xingzhou said, "It's just an idle move."
The monk asked, "What message?"
Shang Xingzhou said, "Tell Su Li that something has happened."
The monk said, "I really don't know what will happen to the Sacred Light Continent."
Shang Xingzhou said, "I also don't know what will happen, but I think that he probably knows that something is happening here."
The monk fell silent for a while, then asked, "Thing?"
Shang Xingzhou handed over a sword.
The sword was wrapped in cloth, and in the middle was a ring forged from melted bronze.
The monk took the sword, his fingers gripping the bronze ring. He was extremely careful not to touch any other part of the sword.
"A good sword."
The monk's gaze fell on the bronze ring and he sighed, "Such a treasure was actually melted by you to send a sword through space. Truly extravagant."
The Heaven Shrouding Sword was naturally a good sword.
The bronze was a fragment of the Clear Sky Mirror.
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