Way of Choices

For countless years, she has seen many heroes, heroic, polite, world-loving, compassionate, compassionate, and countless geniuses, only those who are my esteem, the same as the light, the wife and children are kangtou, among these people, only That man made her feel terrified, even if she has now caught up with each other's realm, even though she now often expresses ridicule and disdain when she mentions that man, but she must admit that until today, the name of that person can still make her Feeling a bit sullen.

Or because when she faced the man, she was just a naive, lively and cute little girl who knew nothing about the world, and he was the strongest person in the world, still alive but destined to become a monarch in the history of youth father?

"Your Majesty Taizong, you have been dead for so many years, do you still refuse to rest?"

She looked up at the starry sky and looked at the place where the brightest star had existed many years ago, frowning after a long silence.

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The night in early autumn was really long, and it was easy to reminisce about the old man.

When the Empress Tianhai thought of Emperor Taizong, Zhou Tong was also thinking about the former Dean of the State Education College, Shang Xingzhou.

Zhou Tong is a pure villain. He enjoys the pain of his enemies and even his friends—although he has no real friends except Xue Xingchuan—this does not mean that he is mad and has brain problems. On the contrary, he is more than most people in the world. More sober and rational, and this is the real evil.

In order to continue such a beautiful life, he needs to maintain his position, and he must ensure that the throne of the Queen Mother is unshakable.

Now it seems that the person most likely to shake the throne of the empress is, of course, Chen Changsheng.

Or he will die in less than a few days, but Zhou Tong will not take the risk and just waits in silence.

This is a question from countless powers such as Shangxing Zhou and the Royal Family. He felt that he had found a way to solve this question, but first he had to find it.

In the process of thinking about how to solve the problem, he admired the business boat more and more deeply, and finally even felt awe.

This world is the world of the strong, one person can control one side of the wind and rain, one can shake all directions.

Shangxing Zhou is a well-deserved strongman, a master of the orthodox state religion. Although his reputation is not obvious, he is not in the wind and rain, but everyone knows that he must have entered the sacred field. The realm of strength is unpredictable, but he really What makes Zhou Tong awe is his foresight.

He raised Chen Changsheng in the old temple of Xining Town for fifteen years. He taught him nothing, sent him directly to Kyoto, and wrote a letter to the pope.

He was still alive. This should have been the kindness of the Pope to him, but now it has become his weapon. As for the orthodox sympathy of the State Church, it is naturally also a weapon. As a representative of the old school of national religion, Mei Lisha was determined to help the royal family regain the throne of the old man. He may have known Chen Changsheng’s identity very early, so he was so anxious and even helped Chen Chang grow like a nurse. It took only two years to become the heir to the state religion. In this way, when the Holy Emperor is going to kill Chen Changsheng, the State Religion must protect Chen Changsheng. The already not-so-solid alliance will naturally collapse. The Emperor has lost its biggest supporter, and the Chen family will naturally be restored!

Just sending Chen Changsheng into such an unremarkable little thing in Kyoto broke the calm of the Da Zhou Dynasty for nearly two decades!

It is said that the saint uses the world as a chessboard, and he has no regrets. However, this merchant dares to use the saint as a chess piece, and uses the tradition of national religion as a means. As for feelings, experiences, and hearts, these things are even carried by him, and they can be discarded. Great conspirator!

These are of course Zhou Ting's own conjecture, because he is also a conspirator.

The more he admired the business firm, the more he regretted it, and he didn't directly kill Chen Changsheng earlier.

"What I want is not a process, but a result."

He stood on the stone steps, looked at the subordinates kneeling in the yard, smiled and said: "How do you analyze and judge, I don't care, I want to watch him die."

He is not perverted, so whether it is execution or abuse of the minister, he will not deliberately play a gentle and elegant manner, or smirk in the lips. When he laughs, he usually feels that the development of things is speechless, so speechless that he can only smile bitterly, just like this time.

"That's a living person, and a celebrity. The most important thing is that he is still a patient...As a result, you can't find where he is?"

Zhou Tong looked at the subordinates in the courtyard and did not finish all the words.

Only he knew that Chen Changsheng was a dying person.

Whether it is a celebrity, a patient, or a person dying, in the final analysis, it is a very easy-to-find person.

The secretary of the Qing Dynasty had thousands of dark spies and more eyeliners. As a result, it was impossible to find this person in the middle of the night.

This makes Zhou Tong really want to laugh.

Looking at the smile on the adult’s face, none of the officials in the courtyard felt relaxed, and no one tried to laugh with their eyes without long eyes. The officials’ faces were very pale, and the black hats could not cover the sky. The falling starlight is particularly bleak.

Zhou Tong looked at the official who was kneeling at the front, smiled, and calmly said, "The court gave you the highest salaries, and I naturally have the highest expectations for you."

This official was a full-time intelligence officer in the Qing Dynasty officials. He usually went in and out of various departments and palaces of the state religion. He was deeply awe-inspiring. Can't help shaking violently.

Expectations are high and disappointment is naturally great. He knows what he has to do, or Master Zhoutong will use other methods to make himself remember the frustrations of the night.

I only heard a crunch, and it was the sound of a broken finger!

He severely snapped the left finger of his left hand, and his face became paler, painful, and his voice trembling.

"Humble office is incompetent, please give me another half an hour, I will be able to find that person!"

Zhou Tong looked at the official, and his expression did not change. Cheng Jun frowned next to him. In his opinion, he only broke his tail finger. It is really impossible to talk about determination. If he is a direct subordinate of Tiqi, he will definitely ask the other party to cut off his arm. .

In Cheng Jun's view, this cut finger seems to be too benevolent, but the officials of the Qing officials in the yard think this is a very clear and terrible warning. The officials scattered out of the small courtyard and took their own The subordinates began searching again in the night of Kyoto, and their movements and atmosphere became more rapid and tense than before.

"I didn't find any clues in the middle of the night, indicating that the other party has the ability to cover his tracks... after all, that is the future pope."

Cheng Jun returned to the room with Zhou Tong, politely poured a cup of tea for him, lowered his voice and said: "In my opinion, instead of looking so aimlessly, it is better to figure out where he is going after leaving the National College of Education, Then we go there in advance to set up the bureau."

In this small courtyard of Beibingmasi Hutong, there are countless valuable tea leaves, but Zhou Tong always drinks only one kind, that is, Dahongpao from Tiannan.

At this time, it was Dahongpao that was brewed in the pot. The time was not enough. The tea soup poured into the cup had a lighter color.

Zhou Tong looked at the light brown in the tea cup and said, "If you can guess where he is going, Li Gong will not be in such a hurry now."

There was a sinister smile on Cheng Jun's face, and he said, "Then we will force him to show up."

Zhou Tong's eyes still fell on the tea cup, as if he could see the color of the tea soup in the cup as long as he had seen it for a long time.

Hearing Cheng Jun's words, his expression remained the same, he let out a faint whisper and asked, "How can I force it?"

As the most arrogant member of the Orthodox Eight Tigers, Cheng Jun's method is always that simple and rude.

"Even if he wants to stay away from this storm in Kyoto, he always cares about people." Cheng Jun gritted his teeth and said: "We went to grab a few students from the National College of Education, grab a few street vendors in Baihua Lane, and cut down After throwing my hands and feet on Suzaku Street, I don't believe he will not receive the wind."

Zhou Tong suddenly laughed, as if the color of the tea soup in the cup was really thick.

The rich Hongfu robe looks like blood.

Bloody and violent does not mean there is no effect. Zhou Tong glanced outside the door, and his subordinate officials would deliberately dive into the night. I believe that it will not take long. This sounds like a crazy idea, it will spread throughout Kyoto, and will also reach Chen Changsheng. In the ears.

"Have you ever thought that this represents a formal war with the Li Gong? When Chen Changsheng came to ask for people here, the cavalry of the State Church surrounded me here."

Zhou Tong looked at Cheng Jun and asked with a smile, with a deep meaning in his smile.

Cheng Jun knew that the other party wanted to know his own firmness.

He thought very clearly that he was like Zhou Tong. If the Queen Mother lost her power, it would definitely be a dead end.

So he will come to Beibing Masi Hutong in person tonight, ignoring the usual vigilance and handing over all the Tiqi to the commander of Qing Dynasty.

He looked at Zhou Tong and maintained a humble posture, but with a strong sense of stern said: "Although you are dead, you can't make another step!"

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No one can imagine that Chen Changsheng had returned to the National College of Education at this time. More precisely, he had returned to the alley outside the National College of Education.

He did not know about the **** plan that the Qing officials had just drawn up.

He came to Baihua Alley not to prevent Zhou Tong from going crazy to the students of the National College of Education and the vendors around him, but to do something else.

He stood in the shadow of Baihua Lane, looking at the figures that appeared and disappeared-the court and the palace-and finally his sight fell on the carriage at the street.

In the fall of last year, in order to suppress the National College of Education, the Tianhai family and the New School of National Education sent many experts to challenge through the proposal of martial arts in various schools. That was a very interesting story. At that time, he noticed this Carriage.

Every time the game is played, the carriage will definitely appear.

The carriage did not deliberately cover up its identity. Everyone knew that it came from the Qing officials.

It is not enough just to know that the folded sleeve has specifically checked this carriage, and all the information found is now in his mind.

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The North Bingmasi alley is not narrow. It is actually a straight street that can accommodate two carriages in parallel. The Qing Dynasty government office is also very large. There are countless buildings besides the spooky prison. The famous Begonia flower yard is at the deepest point. It takes a long time from the government office to pass here. an examination.

The carriage that came back from the National College of Education, directly entered the Yamen, followed the stone-paved road, and continued on through the inspection. The fierce and terrible three-headed black dogs did not show any abnormalities, and finally came to the small courtyard. outside.

The night is deep, but many people in Kyoto cannot sleep, and so are the people in the small courtyard.

Zhou Tong and Cheng Jun are drinking tea together. I don't know if they can taste the true taste of tea at this time.

With the sound of the announcement outside the hospital, Cheng Jun's spirit was cheered up.

What the carriage brought back was the latest situation of the National College of Education, he was very concerned about this.

The courtyard door was pushed open, footsteps sounded, and then stopped. Presumably the officials had stopped, and they were standing on the ground of the courtyard.

Cheng Jun glanced back into the courtyard and found that the official lowered his head slightly, did not intend to report actively, and could not help frowning slightly.

As a court minister, his reputation is extremely bad, but his ability is actually good, and the imperial guards are extremely strict. If it is the Tiqi generals who report to him on official duties but are so lazy, he must have thrown the tea cup in his hand, and he has not allowed the other Avoid...

But here is the alley of Beibing Division, not his territory. He looks rude and brutal, but he is actually very smart, and he will never discipline his subordinates in the face of Master Zhou Tong. Just like before, he felt that the punishment of the official of the Qing Dynasty for breaking his tail was too easy. Without speaking, he also remained calm at this time.

But the next moment he could no longer keep calm.

Because the official in the courtyard raised his head.

It was a very young face.

Cheng Jun stood up in shock.

Zhou Tong turned to look at the courtyard, his pupils shrank, and his chills suddenly burst.

Chen Changsheng.

The person coming is Chen Changsheng.

The whole of Kyoto was looking for him, and he was found overnight, but no one knew his whereabouts.

The assassins and killers of the Qing officials are looking for him everywhere, but he appears in the Qing officials!

What does he want to do?

Zhou Tong quietly looked at the young man in the courtyard, without a word, slowly put down the tea cup in his hand.

Dahongpao in the teacup has been soaked for a long time, and the soup color is dazzling like blood.

Chen Changsheng looked at him quietly, raised his right hand, and held the hilt in the autumn wind beside his waist.

In this long autumn night, Zhou Tong has been looking for him, trying to kill him.

As everyone knows, he is also looking for Zhou Tong and wants to kill Zhou Tong.

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