Why did Shang Xingzhou feel so apprehensive when Chen Changsheng and Yuren met?
Conversely, perhaps what Shang Xingzhou feared the most was his two students working together.
From this perspective, Xu Yourong's words were perhaps the most important secret of the world.
The hall was very quiet.
The brush quietly rested on the edge of the inkstone, like a wooden oar on a boat docked at the shore.
Yuren used his hand to grab a piece of wet white cotton cloth and slightly loosened it a few times to wash his hands.
He did not respond to Xu Yourong's proposal, but gripped the brush once more.
The tip of the brush lightly swept across the sea of ink, stirring up slightly heaving black waves. Then it rose into the air, broke through the clouds, and fell, leaving behind a clear ink mark on the snow-white paper.
After writing this line, Yuren put down the brush and used his thumb and forefinger to turn the paper around, aiming it at Xu Yourong.
"What sort of person is she?"
… …
… …
The 'she' in this sentence naturally referred to the Tianhai Divine Empress.
After entering the Imperial Palace, Xu Yourong had not brought up any topic related to the Divine Empress.
She could have made a big fuss about this relationship and said, 'Whether Your Majesty admits it or not, the Divine Empress is still your mother.'
She could have engaged in a discussion with Yuren about the debt of birth and the debt of upbringing.
Or perhaps, she could have used a sobbing tone to mention her past in the Imperial Palace, and thus very naturally speak of the many marks the Divine Empress had left behind.
But she did none of these things, because she was not sure what Yuren truly thought of the Divine Empress, what his feelings were.
Moreover, Yuren was Chen Changsheng's most beloved senior brother. She did not wish to use this sort of heart-wrenching and excessively cruel method.
Upon seeing the words on the paper, she confirmed that she had not made a mistake, and then felt somewhat moved and gratified, her eyelashes slightly trembling.
She very quickly regained her composure. Smiling at Yuren, she said, "This is truly the question I am best at answering."
No one understood the Tianhai Divine Empress more than Xu Yourong.
The Princess of Ping was only her daughter in name, Prince Chen Liu was only the Divine Empress's spiritual sustenance, her self-consolation. In the end, Mo Yu and Zhou Tong were her subordinates.
Only the Tianhai Divine Empress and her were in reality teacher and disciple, a spiritual and spiritual inheritance, mother and daughter.
Now that the Tianhai Divine Empress's soul had returned to the sea of stars, only Xu Yourong truly understood her thoughts and goals.
She felt that reading books had a responsibility to let Yu Ren and the world know just what sort of person the Tianhai Divine Empress was.
"Her Ladyship is the most broad-minded. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the rivers, the earth, the oceans, all the way to the sea of stars.
This was Xu Yourong's opening speech.
Yuren thought for a while, then slowly turned his palm over.
With a flip of the hand, he could summon clouds and with a flip of the hand, he could summon rain.
Xu Yourong understood his meaning and said, "If he's not an ordinary person, he naturally can't be judged by ordinary things."
Yuren once more gazed out the western window into the distance, at the Orthodox Academy shrouded in darkness.
The path is the eye, how can virtue exist? This is about morality.
Xu You Rong said indifferently, "It's a common thing and a small matter."
Yu Ren was somewhat surprised by this answer. Arching his brows, he lightly tapped the edge of the bowl with his finger, producing a clear sound.
In the bowl were sugared plums.
Yuren's action was rather obscure and difficult to understand. Anyone else would have found it very difficult to guess his intentions.
But perhaps because she had been with Chen Chang Sheng for a long time, Xu You Rong quickly understood what he wanted to ask.
If not for Chen Chang Sheng, would you have also become that sort of person?
"Perhaps I would have become that sort of person. After all, I was taught by the Empress."
Xu Yourong pondered this question, then continued, "But no one knows the true answer, because … he has already appeared."
As she said this, she maintained her smile. She seemed very calm, but there was a tinge of shyness, especially towards the latter half of her words.
Yuren faintly smiled, somewhat gratified.
… …
… …
Today was the second day after the Orthodoxy's diplomatic mission returned to the capital.
In this short day, Xu Yourong had met with several very important figures. Deep in the night, she had gone to the Imperial Palace to meet with the young emperor.
By the time this conversation was getting to the main topic, the first person she had met during the day was already several hundred li away.
Eight Dragonhorses of the best breed were tiredly lowering their heads, the clear water and bean cakes before them completely incapable of arousing their interest. Bean-sized beads of sweat constantly seeped out from their oily skin and fell to the ground, where they were quickly blown into shards of ice by the cold winds of the streets.
Logically speaking, Luoyang should have been warmer than the capital, but for some reason, Luoyang was strangely cold this year.
Prince Chen Liu gazed at the dark streets and thought of that great battle of Daoist techniques that had taken place here three years ago. He felt rather strange.
After meeting with Xu Yourong in the Orthodox Academy, he had left the capital and come to Luoyang.
Only when he entered the most prosperous and famous city of the Great Zhou did he suddenly feel that he had come a little too quickly.
An attendant offered him a hot towel, but Prince Chen Liu ignored it, only silently gazing at the Daoist temple before him.
This Daoist temple was the famous Monastery of Eternal Spring.
A blue-clothed Daoist walked out, thanked him for his troubles, and then led him into the Daoist temple.
Prince Chen Liu dispelled these thoughts and steadily walked forward.
Xu Yourong had probably already entered the Imperial Palace, and that person in the Daoist temple probably already knew.
To him, this was a very good opportunity, a very good entry point.
Arriving at a seemingly simple scripture room deep within the Monastery of Eternal Spring, the blue-clothed Daoist silently withdrew, leaving him alone.
Prince Chen Liu took in a deep breath, calmed himself, and then pushed open the tightly shut wooden door of the scripture room.
Shang Xingzhou was in the room organizing medical records, his expression extremely focused.
This most powerful expert of the Human Race, at this time, looked like the most ordinary, but definitely the most fanatical doctor.
Prince Chen Liu walked up to the table and borrowed the light of the Night Pearls to clearly see the names of several medicinal ingredients on the paper.
His eyes slightly focused as he thought, if I'm not wrong and I remember correctly, based on the Tang clan's analysis, these ingredients should be used to refine the Cinnabar Pill.
Is the Imperial Court prepared to use this method to weaken Chen Changsheng's reputation?
Shang Xingzhou gave him no explanation. He quietly and attentively wrote his medical records, even acting like he did not know that he had come.
Prince Chen Liu knew that he did not have much time, so he did not hesitate or pause, saying what he wanted to say.
He had traveled through the night for several hundred years, from the capital to Chang'an, precisely to say those words to Shang Xingzhou, even though it was only a few words.
"His Majesty is the Divine Empress's own son."
Prince Chen Liu looked at Shang Xingzhou and said, "And I am also a descendant of Emperor Taizong."
Hearing this, Shang Xingzhou's gaze finally left the table and fell on his face.
Shang Xingzhou did not hide his admiration, though he admired Prince Chen Liu's attitude even more.
"Xu Yourong entered the Imperial Palace, probably to prepare an alliance with His Majesty."
Prince Chen Liu said, "It's obvious that she's going crazy." (To be continued.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
