Wang Zhice left the capital, not knowing when he would next come out of Sangharama Temple.
Shang Xingzhou also returned to Luoyang and didn't leave the Monastery of Eternal Spring for many years.
Before this, he had a conversation with Yuren in the Imperial Palace.
The first thing Yu Ren said to him was, "When the Holy Maiden entered the palace that night, I promised her nothing."
That night, Prince Chen Liu traveled through the night to Luoyang.
Shang Xingzhou remained silent until today.
From a certain perspective, he had fallen into Xu You Rong's trap.
Xu Yourong was borrowing power to attack the heart.
Yuren's meaning was very clear. If you really do suspect me, you can ask me first.
Shang Xingzhou did not ask. He had given Xu Yourong a reason for this in the Mausoleum of Books.
Luoyang did not receive a letter from the Imperial Palace.
Many days had passed, enough time to write a heartfelt letter, but Yuren had not said a single word.
Yuren asked, "If Emperor Taizong were still alive, what would he do? Will he take the initiative to write letters? "
From the time Xining Village's old temple was even smaller, Shang Xingzhou had begun to teach Yuren how to become an outstanding monarch.
In Shang Xingzhou's view, and it was also publicly acknowledged by the entire continent, the most outstanding sovereign in history was naturally Emperor Taizong.
He hoped that Yu Ren would become the second Emperor Taizong, so he naturally had to learn or imitate him. This was the case every day.
When faced with the most complex and difficult of choices, it was very normal for Yuren to imagine Emperor Taizong's actions.
The answer was obvious.
Emperor Taizong would never write a letter to Luoyang.
"You did well."
Shang Xingzhou said to Yuren, a gratified expression on his face.
"But you haven't done enough. Emperor Taizong should be even more remorseful now, perhaps even issuing an edict of self-condemnation."
The wind and snow had stopped long ago, and spring had returned to the earth. The square of the Imperial Palace was wet from the melting snow, and from afar, one could see the new greenery in the cracks of the stones.
Yu Ren gazed at the figure gradually vanishing into the twilight and thought of their previous conversation. He softly said, "I am far inferior to Grandfather."
He was not as good as his grandfather in many ways, such as hypocrisy.
For example, he had no way of resolving the issue between Shang Xingzhou and Chen Chang Sheng.
"Teacher is getting old."
Yu Ren thought of the white hair at Shang Xingzhou's temples and felt rather downcast.
Eunuch Lin looked at His Majesty's profile and suddenly felt a little sad.
From the time he entered the palace during the reign of the previous Emperor until now, he was already old and had seen many things. However, he was increasingly unable to understand the thoughts of the younger generation.
Whether it was the young Emperor or the young Pope.
They all deeply respected elders like Wang Zhice and Shang Xingzhou.
However, they had to defeat their opponents. They had to defeat them completely.
Why was that?
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…
Today, Mount Mo had collapsed.
Ji Mountain became the highest peak in the suburbs of the capital.
The Prince of Zhongshan gazed at the distant setting sun and narrowed his sharp eyes.
As soon as the Orthodox Academy had a result, he left Hundred Flowers Lane.
He didn't want to kneel to Chen Chang Sheng, and he didn't want to stay in the capital anymore.
Now that Shang Xingzhou had admitted defeat, the days of the Chen family's princes would become more and more difficult.
He decided to return to his county and wait for the imperial edict.
If he left without an imperial edict, he could be accused of treason by the imperial court at any time. He did not want to give a reason.
The Prince of Xiang walked to the summit. As he gazed at the warm glow of twilight, he sighed.
He was also waiting for an imperial decree, but the contents of this decree were different from the Prince of Zhongshan's.
The Prince of Zhongshan asked, "Did you not expect the venerable Daoist to lose?"
"I have served the venerable Daoist for ten-some years, and I truly did not expect it."
The Prince of Xiang placed his hands on his belt and gasped for breath. "But no matter who won or lost, it was still not a matter for the three of them."
There was a faint undertone to these words.
The Prince of Zhongshan sneered, "One temple in Xining rules the world. The White Emperor's words are truly correct."
The Prince of Xiang sighed, "The world … I can't even figure out whose world it belongs to."
The Prince of Zhongshan glanced at him and asked, "You're still not willing to admit that that person is our younger brother?"
The Prince of Xiang said nothing, but his fingers sank into the fat on his waist.
The Prince of Zhongshan slightly creased his brow. "Just because he was born of that woman?"
The Prince of Xiang rebuked, "That's Imperial Mother."
The Prince of Zhongshan angrily retorted, "Hypocritical to the extreme, truly boring. In this aspect, you've really learned from Grandfather!"
The Prince of Xiang bitterly smiled. "Alas, Imperial Father did not think this way."
The Prince of Zhongshan jeered, "That was because Imperial Father did not like Grandfather."
At this moment, the imperial decree finally arrived.
The Prince of Zhongshan received the decree he wanted.
It was obvious that the emperor also did not want him to stay in the capital and curse every day.
But the Prince of Xiang did not receive the decree he wanted.
The emperor had left Prince Chen Liu in the capital, but he had naturally used a different name.
The Prince of Zhongshan patted the Prince of Xiang on the shoulder and left.
The Prince of Xiang stood in the twilight. After a moment of silence, he descended the mountain.
By the time he returned to the relay station, everyone had already received the news.
The princess had cried so hard that she almost fainted. His other sons and daughters also had tear stains on their faces, though a hint of joy would occasionally flash through their eyes.
"When I gave him a name, I didn't think of a good one. That 'leaving' character is inauspicious."
The Prince of Xiang sat on the palace armchair and looked at his children in the room. "He spent the majority of his life in the capital as a hostage and made many contributions to our clan. I don't need all of you to be grateful, but can I trouble all of you to be a little more sincere when you play the role of grief?"
Hearing these words, everyone looked at each other, perhaps out of embarrassment or nervousness. Some people actually began to cry, and then there was an endless stream of sorrowful wails.
The Prince of Xiang was rather annoyed by this. Holding his belt, he walked into the rear courtyard of the relay station and boarded the royal carriage with the help of a servant girl.
The carriage was covered in a thick blanket. There were delicious fruits and charming beauties.
A very fat man was surrounded by delicacies and beauties.
If one looked carefully, one would realize that this man was very similar to the Prince of Xiang, almost identical.
The Prince of Xiang walked up to the man and sighed. "I say, you have to act a little more realistically. After all, I'm still an expert of the Divine Domain. I should at least have a little imposing manner, right?"
The man grimaced. "Your Highness, if I could cultivate to your level, would I still need to be a substitute?"
The Prince of Xiang helplessly asked, "Then what about imposing manner?"
The man sternly replied, "Your Highness is just such an amiable and amiable person!"
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To the north of the Cong Province Army headquarters, to the west of the Starfall Mountains, was a grassland.
This grassland was the homeland of the Elf race. Because of the war between the demons, demi-humans, and humans, it had long since become desolate, but it had become a paradise for monsters.
Monsters rarely seen anywhere else on the continent could be seen here. Of course, this also meant danger and chaos.
But several years ago, a monster brought an Earth Monkey to this place.
He quickly became the emperor of this grassland.
And then, someone else came. (To be continued …)
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