Way of Choices

"If he is really Prince Zhaoming, I think there should be a lot of people wanting him to die now. Although those people may already know that he may be dying, you should be very clear that their family lives and even the family depend on They will not take any risks on your body and will not allow him to live another day."

Xu Yourong calmly said: "So I can't leave the National College of Education, and Nanxizhai's sword formation will never be lifted."

The elegant light blue celadon cup slowly rotates between fingers, like a waterwheel driven by a stream, smooth and silent.

The Empress looked at the cup between his fingers and smiled with deep meaning, without saying anything.

The sky celadon cup is very beautiful and seems to be very hard, but for her, it only needs a little thought to be crushed into powder.

Xu Yourong did not expect to save Chen Changsheng after the holy, even if he might be her biological son.

Moreover, His Majesty the Pope has no way to deal with Chen Changsheng’s illness, and the lady is not always there.

But she hopes to have a quiet and beautiful time in Chen Changsheng's last years.

Chen Changsheng has been suffering from the shadow of death since he was ten years old. She has no time to breathe. Whenever she thinks about this, she feels a little sad.

"If you agree, I will take him out of Kyoto tomorrow."

Xu Yourong looked at the Queen Mother and said.

The Empress smiled, and said indifferently: "If he is really my son, then every day he lives, I will be restless."

Xu Yourong said: "On the way back from the cold mountain, I have searched all the textbooks, and the heaven and the heavens go against it. There is no evidence."

"That's because neither Emperor Taizu nor Taizong have violated the original oath. The former killed all the children except Taizong, and the latter directly killed the old people in the portraits of Lingyan Pavilion. Wang Zhice runs fast, maybe Taizong can really live forever and still sit in my position."

When she mentioned Taizu and Emperor Taizong, she was not very respectful, especially when she mentioned Emperor Taizong who was admired by the people, she was ridiculed and looked quite ashamed.

"Two years ago, Chen Changsheng lit his life star in the library building of the National College of Education. Mo Yu and I happened to be on the Gan Terrace. At that time, I said a word, life star may also be a destined nemesis... if it hits Doomed to have only one person between me and him. Do you think Heaven will kill him or me?"

The voice of the queen became colder.

Xu Yourong is very clear that before Tiandao makes the final judgment, the mother-in-law will give her the answer in advance.

The queen queen stood up and motioned to her that without further ado, she walked to the window and looked towards the burning sky.

Xu Yourong also walked to the window, looking at the red sky, squinting his eyes, and unconsciously put his hands behind his back.

Looking from behind, their postures are exactly the same, they look like they are engraved again, and they are like a pair of mother and daughter.

The Holy Queen said: "Whoever comes to see you is more like my daughter than Pingguo."

Pingguo is the daughter she adopted from Tianhai's family. She has a very close blood relationship and similar appearance.

When she was young, she was one of the most famous beauties in the world. Xu Yourong is now recognized as the most beautiful girl, but the same extreme beauty is not similar.

But as she said, anyone looking at it, Xu Yourong seemed like her own daughter.

That is because of similar temperament, temperament, and spirit.

"In fact, I have always regarded you as a daughter because we have the same blood."

The Holy Queen looked at the burning clouds in the sky, her beautiful face was bright and dazzling, and she was extremely powerful and confident: "I sacrificed the starry sky and changed my life. I am willing to cut off my son and grandson, and I will also take the throne. I will never regret this. Because I know very well that even Heavenly Path cannot stop the rebirth of Phoenix."

The burning cloud slowly went west in the sky, looking like a phoenix breaking through the flames.

"You are my descendants, my heirs."

The Holy Queen looked to Xu Yourong and said indifferently: "As for whether he is my son, I don't care."

Xu Yourong thought, after all, it is your own flesh and blood, is there no emotion at all?

"I have taught you so many years, and now it seems that your teacher has taught you back."

Saint said expressionlessly: "Emotions are the cheapest thing in the world. Morality is just an excuse for the weak to protect themselves. These are not important."

Xu Yourong said: "Then what is the most important thing?"

The Empress looked at the sky and said leisurely: "Exist."

Xu Yourong thought for a moment and said, "How should we exist?"

"How to exist, each has its own uniqueness, whether it can last for a long time, how can the soul of the gods not be extinguished, the way is the road."

"Everything has a beginning and an end. Even if God sees great freedom, he will be born and die."

"This object is perishable, and its shadow is immortal. Ultimately, it depends on the intensity of the trace."

The Holy Queen turned and looked at her and said, "And the traces are from your footsteps, following our inner direction."

Xu Yourong said: "If someone stopped in front of the road?"

The queen said: "So we need to be able to kill all the people who are standing in front of us, so that we can carry the world forward according to our intentions and imprint our gods on history, even if thousands of people behind us scold Can’t be erased, so as to be close to true eternity.”

Xu Yourong was a little puzzled, frowning and said, "If everyone objected, how could it be killed?"

"Of course, it's a simple thing."

The voice of the Empress echoed in the empty palace.

"Kill all over there first."

She looked at the far north, as if talking to the wind and snow there all year round.

"Kill all over there again."

She looked to the far west, as if she had made a declaration to the boundless ocean.

"Then kill all there."

She looked away and looked somewhere in Kyoto.

With her words, the trees on both sides of Ligong Shinto suddenly moved without wind, and countless green leaves fell.

"Finally kill all over there."

She looked at the sky, her eyes deep, as if she wanted to see through the burning sky.

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As the twilight faded away, the night came, and the restaurant outside the Guojiao College continued to be closed. The Baihua Alley was very quiet. Only those street vendors occasionally sipped a few times, but received a warning from the Guojiao Cavalry in advance. The disciples all live in the National College of Education.

An old man carrying a masthead and selling it came to the wall of the National College of Education under the cover of darkness. It seemed to be a small solution, but suddenly disappeared.

The carriage that delivered food to the Chenghu Building entered the National College of Education from the back door. More than usual supper was held by the chefs carefully in the kitchen to prepare students and Nanxi Zhai disciples to eat at night. A middle-aged man who delivered food Gossiping with a cook, then disappeared into the gray wall outside.

Similar pictures appeared in many places, but did not attract anyone's attention.

There are a total of 14 people who sneaked into the National College of Education through the night, all of which are assassins and killers.

In addition to the Tianji Pavilion and the Black Robe, only the Qing Dynasty Secretary can find so many powerful assassins and killers in such a short time.

The Nanxizhai female disciples have a very high state and extremely strong swordsmanship, and the sword array under the cloth is extremely powerful, but after all, they are Taoist disciples who are repairing between the peaks. This experience is very inadequate, and the external wall of the National College of Education is connected For more than ten years, no matter how tight the patrols of the State Education Cavalry are, it is impossible to control all areas.

Not everyone in the National College of Education has discovered the infiltration of these assassins.

Just when the old man who sold flowers on the mast came to the wall of the National College of Education, his eyes opened when he folded his sleeves.

He was not in the building, but on the big banyan tree by the lake.

During the day, Chen Changsheng confessed his last words and said many other things.

Tang Thirty-six and Su Moyu were very silent, ran Xuanyuan broken, did not say anything about the folded sleeves, went directly to the tree, and began to sleep holding the Moshuai flag sword.

Behind him is the sword formation of Nanxizhai, and then the small building, with Chen Changsheng in it.

If you want to kill Chen Changsheng, you must pass him first.

He ranked second on the Qingyun List that year. He was the only young genius who could threaten Xu Yourong's status, not because of his height, but because of his extremely powerful fighting ability.

Now in the State College of Education, his state is not the highest, but if it is not an arithmetic device and other things, even Chen Changsheng is not his opponent.

Because he lived in a desolate but dangerous snowfield since childhood, he was a wolf cub who survived in the face of death.

In front of the National College of Education last fall, Chen Changsheng broke the star field with a sword and shocked the audience. He said at the time that at least five people could do the same thing as him and win the star in Tongyou.

The five people he said were Qiu Shanjun, Xu Yourong, Gou Hanshi, himself, and folding sleeves.

Folded sleeves were extremely sensitive to danger, and looked at the National College of Education under the dark expressionlessly. It didn't take long to discover the traces of at least seven assassins.

However, what happened next was very weird, because the assassins fell one by one, some fell in the grass, some fell in the depths of the woods, a famous assassin borrowed water to escape, but sank and never floated again However, under the starlight, I could only see a touch of red in the lake water.

It turned out that he knew that there were so many strong men hidden in the State College of Education. Although those strong men were obviously friends and enemies, they still gave him some chills.

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A carriage was parked outside Baihua Lane.

The lights in the carriage were very dim, and the white paper on the case turned yellow, and the writing on the paper turned blue.

The faces of the two officials were getting paler.

Undoubtedly, since the Queen Mother came to power, the Yamen in the alley of Beibing Division has been the most gloomy and arrogant place in the entire continent.

But tonight the Qing officials were not killing ordinary people, but the future pope. Thinking of this fact, the two officials still felt extremely nervous and scared.

None of the assassins who sneaked into the National College of Education came back.

Even more frightening is that there is no sound in the National College of Education, it seems that there is no fighting.

The night that shrouded the State College of Education seemed to be like an abyss, quietly devouring the lives of the most amazing assassins of more than ten Qing officials.

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