Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
While waiting for the new dishes to arrive, Lu Jiaxi chatted casually about all matters related to the Wanshou Festival.
Su Huaijing caught a glimpse of Rong Tang's expression, and a moment of alertness rose in his heart. He pinched Rong Tang's wrist casually and asked, "What's wrong?"
Rong Tang shook his head subconsciously: "Nothing?"
But soon he couldn't help but ask, "Is Dasui going to send the crown prince? Has it been decided?"
Su Huaijing's heart chilled slightly, and he had a guess. He said in a gentle voice: "Since the news has been passed to the Ministry of Rites, it is most likely already decided. However, the Wanshou Festival is still a few months away, and it is hard to say what changes will happen during this period."
He changed the subject and asked directly, "What is Tangtang worried about?"
Rong Tang opened his lips but didn't speak immediately.
In this worldview, Dayu is the most powerful country, with rich and powerful people, and its humanities and history far surpass those of the surrounding small countries.
But Dasui is definitely not considered a "small country".
It is located in the northern border of Dayu, in a cold zone. The country has a tough style and a vast territory. However, due to geographical factors, the country is extremely cold for half a year, food is severely scarce, and the life expectancy of citizens is not long enough. Therefore, small-scale border riots occur almost every year.
To seize food and even more to seize territory.
And the disaster ten years ago, in which the former crown prince and young general Wei died in battle one after another, was instigated by the newly appointed monarch of Dasui.
According to Rong Tang's position in this world, he and Da Sui should have a natural hatred for each other, but the little prince...
If he calculated correctly, he was only in his early teens and it was hard to say how much he understood about right and wrong. He really should not have been involved in the dispute between the two countries ten years ago.
Rong Tang thought for a long time, and Su Huaijing waited for him to figure it out. From time to time, a hint of hidden violence flashed in his eyes, revealing his bad mood.
After three rounds of drinks, most of the new dishes had gone into Lu Jiaxi's stomach. They came out of the Liujin Building and walked along Shuiling Street to digest the food and enjoy the summer night breeze.
Rong Tang seemed to have made sufficient psychological preparations, and said to Su Huaijing: "If possible, think of a way to send envoys to the border to meet them."
The big stone in Su Huaijing's heart finally fell to the ground with a dull thud.
He smiled in an ambiguous way and responded directly: "Okay."
Rong Tang was slightly surprised and turned to look at him, surprised that he agreed so readily.
In a sense, if Da Sui had not happened to instigate the war at that time and the former crown prince had not died, the accident would not have developed to such an irreversible point. It was surprising that Su Huaijing agreed to my words even though they were so incoherent.
Noticing his surprised look, Su Huaijing smiled softly and replied frankly: "Prince Dasui is a very important person to me. I need to meet him."
Rong Tang was stunned. He had never thought of such a connection. He asked, "How important is it?"
The long street was crowded and brightly lit. In Dayu's richest area, even the night was as bright as day.
Su Huaijing replied in a low voice: "Maybe it's my relatives."
Rong Tang froze in place for a moment, unable to move, and looked at Su Huaijing in surprise.
He rarely hides his emotions in front of Su Huaijing, and because of this, most of the time Su Huaijing can tell what happened just by looking at his expression.
He raised his lips slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He just asked softly: "Something happened, right?"
For a moment, Rong Tang didn't know whether he should nod.
He was silent for a long time, and finally took another step and gave Su Huaijing an answer that seemed to be true but would not be blocked by the system rules: "The prince of a country rarely travels to another country."
Especially when the two countries are evenly matched in some aspects and happen to have a long-standing feud.
Although Da Sui is so important, the original text spends almost all of its space on Sheng Chengli and Princess Yuezhi. A big part of the reason for this is that Prince Da Sui did not live to see his birthday.
He died on the way to another country. The King of Dasui specially sent an envoy to deliver a letter to ask Emperor Renshou for an explanation, and the first thing he asked for was the ten cities bordering the border.
Exchanging the life of the crown prince for ten cities is not an exorbitant request.
But since the original novel revolves around the story of Sheng Chengli, it is obvious that he would not let his territory fall into the hands of others in the future. Under Sheng Chengli's advice, Dasui not only did not take the ten cities, but also compensated Dayu with hundreds of horses and silver.
Due to the internal strife within Da Sui, the little prince was originally a discarded pawn, and his death on the border of Dayu might be his greatest contribution to his country.
Politics and diplomacy are the cruelest games in the eyes of those in power. The lives of the subjects are worthless, and the lives of their own children are nothing more than that. Rong Tang feels fed up, but he cannot change it.
This is the hero's highlight moment. Even if he wants to save the little prince, the main brain will not allow him to act on his own.
This has nothing to do with him.
Thousands of soldiers from Dayu had died under the iron hoofs of the Dasui soldiers. Now it was just the result of their own internal strife, and it had nothing to do with Rong Tang.
The master brain told the system this, and the system then brainwashed him.
And now Su Huaijing said that it might be his relative.
Rong Tang stood there in a daze, not just because of this information.
When I was eight years old, both my parents died, and I thought I had no relatives left in the world.
At the age of eighteen, a relative whom he had never met died in a power struggle in a foreign country.
At the age of nineteen, the protagonist's elder brother died due to overwork or other reasons. He only realized that it was his brother after attending the funeral.
All evil has traces to follow.
Rong Tang didn't even dare to think about whether Su Huaijing still had relatives scattered all over the world, and he only got to know about them after they died.
In the confusion, the lights of Yujing City connected together to form a raging flame.
It was not the fire at Duke Xian’s Mansion, but another fire that was deeply rooted in Rong Tang’s heart and caused him to have nightmares whenever he thought about it.
The thousand-year-old bell in the Buddhist temple fell heavily to the ground, ringing a tone that should not have sounded in the middle of the night. The ancient Buddhas were coated in red in the flames, their faces seemed to be in pain, but they still looked at the world with compassion.
The thousand-year-old temple was destroyed in one day, and black clouds gathered on the top of the Tuolan Temple for seven days without dispersing. It seemed as if all the gods and Buddhas in the sky came to recite a sutra of rebirth, to save this Buddhist temple and this world.
Sheng Chengli couldn't find Huimian, so he returned to the capital. In the past two months, the weather was clear and dry in autumn, and a fire broke out in the Buddhist temple.
But even so, the eminent monk Huimian was still missing, and the raging fire left not even a charred corpse in the Buddhist temple.
In the past, Rong Tang would not think about, nor dared to think about, what caused the fire; but now he could not help but wonder who set the fire.
It was a hot summer day, but Rong Tang broke out in a cold sweat.
Little Master Lu was standing in front of a jewelry shop along the street with great interest, choosing gifts for his mother and sisters at home, and from time to time he would pull two of his fellow students to help him with advice.
There is peace and tranquility everywhere on the long street, which is exactly the prosperity that should appear in a painting.
The Tao is ruthless, the Way of Heaven is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs.
But the original meaning of this sentence should be that the way of heaven treats everyone equally.
It clearly looked down upon the millions of people in this world equally and let nature take its course, but why...
Are you only like this to Su Huaijing
Just let him experience the despair of hell, then pull him up a little, then step on him hard; pull him up a little more, then throw him mercilessly into the abyss
Is Su Huaijing an unforgivable sinner
Rong Tang was extremely confused at this moment. There was a kind of ignorant confusion in his eyes when he looked at Su Huaijing, like a child who had not yet been enlightened, exploring this completely unknown world in a daze and stumbling.
When Su Huaijing saw this expression, he felt an uncontrollable heartache.
He didn't know what Rong Tang was thinking, but he intuitively felt that it was related to him.
He didn't avoid people, but directly embraced Rong Tang on the street, hugged him in his arms and comforted him softly: "I'm here, I'm here, Tangtang, don't be afraid."
He called out again and again, trying to persuade and coax her in a clumsy yet gentle way.
Rong Tang's vision was a little blurry. It wasn't that he wanted to cry, but he just felt that he couldn't see through this world.
He leaned obediently in Su Huaijing's arms for a while, calmed himself down, and gently pushed Su Huaijing away: "I'm fine."
He said: "If it is your relative, try to keep him in Dayu. Dasui is not a good place for him to go."
Even if you escape this time, there is no guarantee that there will be another elaborate assassination attempt.
Su Huaijing did not ask further questions, but just nodded, trusting Rong Tang naturally: "Okay."
Rong Tang looked forward and glanced at Mu Jingxu who was being forced to try out a jade hairpin for Lu Jiaxi, and said, "Find a better doctor for Lord Mu, and when the matter is settled, persuade him to resign."
"Okay." Su Huaijing nodded.
Rong Tang lowered his eyes and thought a little bit about what else he could remind her of. After a long while, he said something without any context: "When are you free? Let's go to Tuolan Temple and worship Buddha together."
He hadn't met Huimian in two lifetimes, but he met him in this life. In this life, he said that they were destined to be together, and he gave him a Buddha statue.
God knows what the origin is, and God knows whether it has anything to do with Su Huaijing.
The way of heaven does not seem to be orthodox, Rong Tang thought in a rebellious manner and looked up at the sky.
The nebula is dim, the moonlight is as bright as a silk thread, the world is prosperous, and the sky is magnificent. It all seems peacefully like a fantasy.
Will the world line be destroyed if Su Huaijing ascends the throne, or will the world line be destroyed if Sheng Chengli does not ascend the throne
But what is the need for such a heavenly law to exist
Rong Tang had lived in this world so many times, and for so many years, this was the first time he felt that he could be described as vicious.
Su Huaijing looked at his expression, his heart sank, and an imperceptible hostility gathered between his brows.
He wanted to make Tangtang happier, but it seemed like there was no way to divert his attention.
After a long while, he suddenly remembered something: "Qian had a miscarriage six months ago. Did Tangtang know?"
(End of this chapter)