Upon arriving at the Xue Estate, Zhou Tong's tone of voice was especially like that of a senior, especially when he was lecturing Madam Wei.
Standing in the Xue Estate, his expression was relaxed and relaxed, as if he was particularly familiar with this place. This was because he truly had come here many times, like a senior who had just returned from a business trip for many years.
In short, it was easy to feel that this was Zhou Tong's home.
This made people furious, because everyone knew that the master of the Xue Estate had been ruthlessly and shamelessly poisoned to death by him.
The housekeeper of the Xue Estate angrily took a broom and walked forward, wanting to snatch the young lady from the hands of those officials, but he was ruthlessly kicked to the ground.
The servant woman screamed in panic and ran into the estate.
The people of the Xue Estate rushed over. Seeing the scene, they asked in a trembling voice, "Zhou Tong, just what do you want to do!"
Zhou Tong quietly stood in the courtyard, gazing at the green plants in the courtyard. Many memories gradually flashed through his mind, giving rise to many emotions.
In truth, he also did not know why he had come here or what he wanted to do. Only when he truly came here did he understand that he truly just wanted to see that person one last time.
He turned to Madam Xue and slowly said, "I will burn some incense and then leave."
Madam Xue's voice was somewhat trembling, but her expression was exceptionally firm. "You know that this is impossible."
Zhou Tong indifferently replied, "This is not something you can decide."
The plot from several days ago, the poison in the medicine bowl, the exposed corpse on the official road — all of these matters were related to the Xue Estate, and also had nothing to do with it.
The people of the Xue Estate could not decide their own life or death, their own honor or disgrace. They could only hopelessly accept or wait to be saved.
Today, the Xue Estate was holding a funeral, but no one dared to come, so who would come to save the helplessness and despair here?
"Excuse me."
A voice came from outside the door.
Zhou Tong's body slightly froze.
The officials of the Department for Purging Officials all turned their heads to look behind them, thinking, someone's actually coming?
"What's the matter with you people? What are you doing blocking someone else's door?"
A young girl's voice immediately followed.
Zhou Tong slowly turned around and narrowed his eyes.
He wanted to conceal the true emotions in his heart, and it was also because the scene outside the door was rather dazzling to his eyes.
Many young people had come to the street.
There were both men and women. Some had intelligent eyes, some were simple and honest, some were proud, some had nervous expressions, but they all shared a common trait: they were all very young, their faces brimming with vitality.
Even if he had a myriad of emotions and a hundred different temperaments, he still couldn't hide his vitality.
This vitality made him feel a little dazzled, and he even felt a faint pain. Perhaps it was because he was already old.
In the capital, the Six Ivies were the places with the most youths and vigor.
Recently, the situation had been tense. The Six Ivies had closed their gates, with only one exception: the Orthodox Academy.
Those youths were students of the Orthodox Academy.
Chen Chang Sheng and Su Mo Yu stood at the very front of the crowd.
At this sight, the officials of the Department for Purging Officials and the spies on the street representing the various factions were all shocked speechless.
Chen Chang Sheng really came.
He had come to pay his respects to Xue Xingchuan.
He had come to slap the face of Zhou Tong and the Imperial Court.
Chen Chang Sheng walked towards the Xue Estate, as if he did not see the officials of the Department for Purging Officials blocking his way.
The youths of the Orthodox Academy also followed him forward.
Those officials were blocking the entrance of the Xue Residence. If they did not give way, the two sides could easily collide.
Collision tends to cause friction.
The increase in friction would lead to war.
The battle escalated to war.
Would the situation in Jingdou, which had just calmed down, once again become unstable and uneasy?
Zhou Tong said nothing, so the officials of the Department for Purging Officials had no intention of moving aside.
The students of the Orthodox Academy also had no intention of stopping, because Chen Chang Sheng was still walking forward.
Zhou Tong had not expected that Chen Chang Sheng would suddenly change his mind and come to the Xue Estate, but so what if he came?
At least half of the secret military power of the Great Zhou Imperial Court was in his hands. This was an extremely terrifying power.
Chen Chang Sheng currently had a very high status, but he did not have much power. Just like now, the people standing behind him were just some ordinary students of the Orthodox Academy.
Before he ascended to the position of Pope, he could not mobilize the strength of the Orthodoxy.
Just how much storm could the Orthodox Academy stir up in the capital?
But … Zhou Tong's brow creased.
What if he had miscalculated? What if there was an accident? What if those princes wanted to move against Chen Chang Sheng?
Just when he was thinking these things, the accident had already arrived.
The students of the Orthodox Academy and the officials of the Department for Purging Officials met and then collided. What followed was a natural exchange of curses.
Clang! The sound of cold sabers being unsheathed was especially clear in front of the Xue Estate, like they wanted to cut through the autumn wind.
The officials of the Department for Purging Officials did not take the initiative to attack. Some of them unsheathed their sabers, but most of them wanted to intimidate those youths.
They did not know that those youths, especially those girls, had been waiting for this chance.
"Stop!" Zhou Tong sternly said.
Those youths naturally would not listen to him.
Even if the officials of the Department for Purging Officials wanted to listen to him, they had no way of listening to him.
Ten-some clear cries resounded through the long street.
Countless clear lights crisscrossed in the autumn air, poignant and moving.
This was an incomparably pure sword intent and an exquisite combination.
The clear and cold sword intent formed an invisible net that scattered towards the officials in front of the Xue Estate's gate.
Even Zhou Tong himself could only choose to temporarily avoid these sword intents, let alone these officials.
Groans rang out one after another as blood spurted out. Ten-some officials of the Department for Purging Officials were slashed by these sword intents until their bodies were covered in blood and they were sent flying.
In an instant, the stone lions on both sides of the Xue Estate's main gate were dyed red with blood. Ten-some bloody people appeared on the street, creating a bloody scene.
No one could stand in front of the Xue Estate's gate. A large, open space had appeared.
Chen Chang Sheng walked in.
Ye Xiaolian and her ten-some senior sisters sheathed their swords and returned to stand behind him, following him into the estate.
Chen Chang Sheng walked in front of Zhou Tong.
The sounds of metal scraping against metal and the sounds of crossbows being nocked could be heard.
The situation was very tense, but Zhou Tong's expression was very calm.
He looked at Chen Chang Sheng and said, "The future Pope of my Great Zhou Dynasty actually needs the protection of the girls of Holy Maiden Peak. If this were to get out, it would truly be rather shameful."
To be able to heavily injure ten-some experts of the Department for Purging Officials in such a short amount of time was naturally not the strength of the Orthodox Academy's students, but the world-renowned sword array of South Stream Temple.
Chen Chang Sheng said nothing. The one who spoke was Ye Xiaolian.
"If you officials of the Imperial Court can't even beat us girls, then that would truly be shameful."
Zhou Tong did not care. Even if Chen Chang Sheng personally spoke, no matter how humiliating it was, he could endure it.
This was because he felt that he was very mature, so mature that he was rotten. The bottom of his blood-colored official's robe was covered in rotting flesh, and he was never afraid of being defiled.
Until the Pope returned to the sea of stars, he would not give Chen Chang Sheng a single chance or excuse to make trouble.
Although he was not afraid of Chen Chang Sheng, just like how he found that youthful energy rather dazzling, he was also unwilling to engage in a battle of courage with these youths for the same reason.
It was still those words: he was a very mature and powerful minister, and also a very successful and treacherous minister.
Yet Chen Chang Sheng's next two words made it impossible for him to maintain his silence and the peace in his heart.
Chen Chang Sheng was not deliberately trying to humiliate him, but he truly did want to know the answer.
This sort of calmness and seriousness made Zhou Tong feel like his soul could no longer remain unseen.
Because he could not answer Chen Chang Sheng's question.
Chen Chang Sheng said, "After I came to the capital, I often heard people say that if you die, only Xue Xingchuan will collect your corpse."
This was a very widespread saying on the continent, and Zhou Tong had heard it more than once. His eyes narrowed into cold slits.
Chen Chang Sheng looked at him and asked seriously, "Now that he has been killed by you, who will collect your corpse after you die?"
This was a very simple question.
A simple deduction was enough to reach a conclusion.
But Zhou Tong could not answer.
Because he did not want that sort of ending.
No one wanted to have that sort of ending.
Dying without a burial ground.
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(First of all, thank you, everyone. Secondly, just as I said before, in this period of time, a rather long period of time, I will definitely write very slowly, and it will be common for me to break chapters. Then, on Weibo and WeChat, I will leave a link to vote on the style of the cover of the second simplified Chinese episode of Story of Choosing Heaven. Everyone knows that the cover of the first episode was rather mediocre, but as the saying goes, work hard, and rainbows. If everyone works hard, it will definitely get better and better. Finally, I want to remind everyone that I will definitely not borrow money from my readers or anything. Please do not be deceived. I am rather rich, and this is all thanks to everyone. At the very least, maintaining a decent living is not a problem. I also do not know how to do business … because other authors have encountered similar situations, I am just telling everyone.)
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