Xu Yourong said, "If he doesn't come, the capital will inevitably fall into chaos, and the internal strife among the human race will be very difficult to quell."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Taking chestnuts from the fire is what he is best at."
"The power of the human race has long been meaningless to him. What he cares about is the bigger picture."
Xu Yourong asked, "Why was it that in the Mount Song Army headquarters, in Wenshui, in South Stream Temple, in White Emperor City, he constantly retreated in the face of the Li Palace's attacks, until he became a solitary person? It's not because he's kind to you, or because he cares for the people of the world, but because he sees the big picture. "
Chen Chang Sheng said, "You mean the Northern Expedition?"
Xu Yourong replied, "That's right. Right now, his only purpose and meaning in living is to exterminate the demons. For this matter, he can sacrifice everything."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "But not including himself."
Xu Yourong replied, "Yes, because he wanted to see with his own eyes, or perhaps in Emperor Taizong's place, the day the human army breaks into Xuelao City."
If a normal citizen were to hear this conversation, they would easily see Shang Xingzhou as a saint, and would naturally see Xu You Rong and Chen Chang Sheng as villains.
But in this story, there was no right or wrong, only in the relationship between Shang Xingzhou and Chen Chang Sheng.
"But that day is also something that we are willing to see."
Chen Chang Sheng looked at Xu You Rong and reminded, "Can we ignore the big picture?"
Xu Yourong asked, "Why not?"
Chen Chang Sheng didn't understand and thought to himself, but you aren't that kind of person.
Xu Yourong smiled sweetly and said, "On this matter, you can just treat me as a willful little girl."
Chen Chang Sheng felt that she was very beautiful. Other than in the Garden of Zhou, she was the most beautiful.
But he still continued to say, "Master still won't believe that you will really throw the capital into chaos."
Xu Yourong slightly raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why?"
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Because he knew I would stop you. I couldn't just watch as the capital fell into chaos, the people lost their homes, the casualties were heavy, and the blood flowed like rivers."
The shop became a little quiet. The beef ribs in the iron pot had already been stewed, making a gurgling sound that sounded like a kitten acting coquettishly.
Xu Yourong smiled and said, "The question is, can you stop me?"
After saying this, she stood up.
Several dozen South Stream Temple disciples dressed in white ceremonial robes walked into the shop.
Xu Yourong spread her arms.
The two girls picked up hot towels and carefully wiped her hands.
Xu You Rong looked at Chen Chang Sheng and said, "When I decide to do something, no one can stop me."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Even if you are doing this for me?"
Xu Yourong said, "You are only half the reason."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "The other half is the Divine Empress?"
Xu Yourong calmly replied, "That's right, but you can't stop me. Even if the Empress revives, she can't stop me from doing this."
After saying this, she walked out of the shop.
The old willows on the street sprouted new buds, enjoying the beauty of life in the warm weather.
Xu Yourong looked up into the sky and recalled something that Mo Yu had told her.
When Chen Changsheng brought the marriage contract into the capital and all those important figures who knew of this matter were concerned, the Tianhai Divine Empress had once said a few words.
"She can marry whoever she wants to marry, and if she doesn't want to marry, she doesn't want to marry."
In the Tianhai Divine Empress's view, Xu Yourong would assuredly do this, and it could also be understood as her expectation of Xu Yourong.
Xu Yourong gazed up at the sky and calmly thought, Empress, it's still you who understands me the best.
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Xu Yourong and the disciples of South Stream Temple had just left when the bamboo curtain at the back of the shop slightly moved. Linghai Zhiwang and the others walked over.
Chen Changsheng looked at them and said, "You all heard it."
Linghai Zhiwang and the others had rather strange expressions, thinking, other than watching this display of affection, what else did we hear?
This conversation had not mentioned love, but everyone could see that Xu Yourong loved and cherished Chen Changsheng from the bottom of her heart.
A normal girl who wholeheartedly wanted to stand up for her lover, only to have her lover say that he wanted to stop her, would presumably be very angry.
But Xu Yourong was not. She remained calm, even able to smile. Why?
Chen Changsheng looked at them and seriously said, "Because she knows that I won't stop her."
Linghai Zhiwang and the others were flabbergasted, thinking, if the venerable Daoist does not return to the capital, will His Holiness really just watch as the entire capital sinks into blood and fire?
Chen Changsheng recalled his conversation with Gou Hanshi that night and said, "It's not that I can't stop her, but that I believe that she won't do this."
Xu Yourong was not angry, presumably because she believed that he would firmly believe in her.
That last conversation just now was just a play.
She only needed to use her spiritual sense to use the Phoenix fire to clean her hands. There was no need for her to assume that posture.
This play was for all living beings in the world to see, and even more so for Shang Xingzhou in the distant Luoyang.
Chen Changsheng walked out of the shop, not noticing the hint of worry on Hu Thirty-Two's face.
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The early morning sun shone on those stone pillars that were not very tall, casting countless slender shadows on the ground that were incapable of parting the crowd that had come to watch the spectacle.
The employees of the gambling house held paper slips in their hands and shouted something. The crowd from outside the city curiously listened, sometimes moved by their words and taking out taels of silver from their bosoms. The few people from the capital that had yet to come saw this sight and smiled sympathetically. They thought, in the last few years of the Grand Examination, besides the priests of the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education and the Orthodox Academy, who else has won?
The day of the Grand Examination finally arrived. The young cultivators from all over the continent once more gathered in front of the Li Palace. The sunlight grew brighter and brighter, illuminating their faces more and more clearly. They were brimming with vitality, but it was no longer possible to see that solitary youth dressed in unlined clothes.
Even on such an important day, Pope Chen Changsheng still did not appear, remaining in his stone room.
The crowd was flabbergasted by the figures of Linghai Zhiwang and the other archbishops, as well as the black-clothed girl, but they did not dare say anything.
With the clear and distant tolling of the bell, the young cultivators walked along the Divine Avenue into the Li Palace. The Grand Examination had officially begun.
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When all the eyes of the capital were focused on the Li Palace, a person appeared in front of the heavy stone gate of the Mausoleum of Books.
The Orthodoxy cavalry, the Imperial Guard, the generals, and the bishops who were jointly responsible for guarding the Mausoleum of Books did not stop that person.
Because when they saw that person, he was already in the Mausoleum of Books.
That person's shoulders were drooping, his clothes had been washed so many times that they had turned white. He looked rather shabby, his expression rather distressed.
Rather than calling him a scholar, he seemed more like a bookkeeper.
In truth, he had once worked as an accountant for a very long time in the Wenshui Tangs.
He had also killed many demon experts on the snowy plains and accomplished quite a bit in Scholartree Manor.
In Xunyang City, he had faced the most dismal of storms. In the capital, he had cleaved apart Tie Shu with a single slash of his blade.
He had once been ranked at the top of the Proclamation of Liberation and was now a person of the Divine.
Wang Po had finally appeared. (To be continued.)
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