From the very beginning, no one gave Rong Tang any hints.
Su Huaijing was able to guess his past and present lives because Rong Tang told him about "dreams".
Ke Hongxue was able to foresee this because he had a dream that seemed real and he was too familiar with Rong Tang, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Only Rong Tang seemed to be kept in a dark room from beginning to end.
Without seeing the sun, without knowing the cause and effect, all information was given by the system. But now even the system was deceived.
All the previous realities seemed to be overturned at that moment, and he had to guess the most outrageous possibility.
Huimian looked at him and asked gently, "What do you think, benefactor?"
Rong Tang looked straight into his eyes and saw a pool of deep water as calm as an ancient well. He couldn't see the bottom and couldn't touch the edge. But now it seemed that except him, Rong Tang had no one to tell his guess to.
—Su Huaijing is not okay either, that would undoubtedly make him worry too much.
Rong Tang was silent for a moment. In the yard, the sound of wind blew through the treetops, and summer was approaching.
He whispered, "I wonder, who am I?"
Is he a tasker who fell down the stairs and died in the real world, and then traveled through three lives in another world, or is he a foolish prince who already exists in this world
Or maybe it's both of these and neither of them
Rong Tang said: "The world should have its own rules, but now it seems that everything is messed up."
First, Qin Pengxuan found Su Huaijing through a vague dream, and then Ke Hongxue asked him about the heavy snow in his dream.
Rong Tang didn't know how many other people had had these bizarre dreams, but none of them should have happened.
Not to mention what happened to Sheng Chengli...
Ke Hongxue's doubts were not groundless, Sheng Chengli had indeed changed a lot.
Rong Tang had lived with him for two lifetimes. Unless he didn't want to recall the past, he could still describe his appearance even with his eyes closed.
During the short journey on the black-sailed boat, he and Sheng Chengli stared at each other for a long time, and each of them saw many unknown things in each other's eyes.
That is not the male protagonist in April of the eleventh year of Qingzheng.
If I really have to say, it was at the end of eleven years and the beginning of twelfth year.
Young people grow up quickly, but if their appearance suddenly changes by one year in one night, anyone would think that there is something wrong. This is why Sheng Chengli stayed indoors for three whole months.
It wasn't because he was one-eyed that he was afraid to face the public. He just needed a transition period so that the world - most importantly the emperor - could naturally accept the fact that he had grown up and his face had become more mature.
The eyeball that was dug out had become a dead object from the beginning. The reason why Sheng Chengli looked unharmed now was because this body itself... was not what he should have in this era.
If you want to verify this, it is very simple. Just find another assassin to lift up his collar and see if the wound that was cut years ago is still on his body.
But the conclusion is probably like this, Rong Tang is unwilling to let Su Huaijing's people take risks again and again.
As for the question he wanted to know: Is it Sheng Chengli from the first life or the second life
No one in this world can tell Rong Tang the answer except Sheng Chengli himself.
At the beginning of the story, the system told Rong Tang that the "Son of Heaven" was not in his place and the order needed to be corrected urgently, so he was pulled in to protect the male protagonist.
However, this order only needs to be "corrected" rather than "established".
So what is this world that is almost completely collapsing and yet inexplicably merging
What about the order that the world itself should have? How can there be multiple overlaps between unrelated worlds at different time speeds
If one were to summarize the four questions Huimian asked him, they would ultimately become: Who is Rong Tang
Who is he and why is he the one coming in to do the mission
When Rong Tang believes that the so-called 'Way of Heaven' is overly partial to him, the so-called 'male protagonist' is unworthy of his position, and he and Sheng Chengli are mutually exclusive, who is Rong Tang
If we think about it further, why is it that every time he dies, he enters a completely dark space, the speed of the world line is accelerated, and the main brain tells him the so-called ending, rather than him, a soul from another world, adapting to the speed of this world and slowly witnessing the true ending? Why is it that the world accommodates him, rather than him adapting to the world
Even once you start to have doubts and have a direction for speculation, many things can be put into this speculation module.
Should anchor point crossing and God’s perspective be the golden fingers that a tasker who travels through time and space into a palace growth story should have
And they don't even have a limit on how many times they can be played.
Rong Tang has read quite a few novels in modern times. Even in the novels about cultivating immortals, this kind of time travel within another world should have talismans and formations as the medium.
How could such a book about political intrigue and growth give these as golden fingers to the tasker? It completely deviates from the setting of the world view.
But what if... that's what he already had
Rong Tang's thoughts were extremely confused. On the one hand, he felt that all these speculations were nonsense, but on the other hand, he felt that if it was to be logical, this seemed to be the only explanation.
—Unless this world really has no logic from beginning to end.
The green tea leaves float in the cup, creating ripples and the fragrance of tea fills the room.
He looked into Huimian's eyes and asked him word by word: "Am I Rongtang?"
Huimian chuckled and replied, "A donor is naturally a donor."
Rong Tang asked again: "Am I the Way of Heaven?"
Huimian did not speak this time. He just washed the tea again and then asked a question: "Donor, how do you think we should choose between entering the world and leaving it?"
"Master, do you want to enter the secular world?" Rong Tang asked him.
Hui Mian: "I am in this world, so I have to enter it."
"To save people?"
Huimian chuckled and said, "If we can save people, that would be even better."
Rong Tang was speechless for a moment. He looked at the floating tea leaf in the teacup for a long time and said, "Master is more insightful than me. I think he has already made up his mind."
Rong Tang didn't say anything more. After they had a cup of tea, Rong Tang stood up to say goodbye. As he stepped out of the door, he turned around and asked, "Brother, in all your past lives, what was your identity in watching these farces?"
He directly pointed out Huimian's identity and origins, but the latter did not refute. He sat calmly on the cushion and chanted a Buddhist mantra in a gentle voice: "Those involved are confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see clearly. I am certainly one of the thousands of laymen."
Huimian looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "It's getting dark. Please take the small path down the mountain. If you walk faster, you may be able to reach the official road before dark."
Rong Tang looked at him, nodded and thanked him.
Su Huaijing was waiting for him outside the yard. Rong Tang walked over, took his hand and squeezed it tightly, then they walked out together.
Su Huaijing originally had a lot of questions he wanted to ask him, but after the words went around in his mind, he swallowed them all back and obediently accompanied Rong Tang down the mountain.
The carriage drove onto the official road, and it was already completely dark. On the other side, there were already carriages entering the mountain gate.
Rong Tang opened the car window and looked at the scattered flames coming out from the top of the mountain in the distance. The scene overlapped with the fire in the twelfth year of Qingzheng.
He closed his eyes, rolled down the window, and leaned back in the car to take a nap.
Su Huaijing held his hand and tried to hold back for a long time, but he couldn't help it and whispered, "That ball of light told me that there are many things you can't say, so I just need to believe you."
Rong Tang opened his eyes and looked at him puzzledly.
Su Huaijing asked: "Tangtang, can you at least tell me that you won't put yourself in danger?"
Rong Tang was stunned and didn't respond for a long time.
Su Huaijing's eyes flashed with a hint of request, but his tone remained light: "At least don't let me worry every day, okay?"
It wasn't a coquettish tone, nor was there any ulterior motive.
He just made a request to Rong Tang in a very normal way and told him the fact that he was afraid in a very normal way.
Rong Tang felt a little sad. He was silent for a moment, then leaned over and kissed him.
Su Huaijing dodged for the first time.
He tilted his head back, and a look of unsuppressible paranoia gradually emerged in his eyes.
"Don't coax me." Su Huaijing said, "Tangtang, every time you coax me, you are trying to deceive me. Just tell me the truth. Will you leave me?"
Rong Tang felt so upset that he didn't know what to do. He looked into Su Huaijing's eyes and promised in a low voice: "I want to see you sit on the throne."
"What happens next?" Su Huaijing was unusually persistent. He asked Rong Tang, "What happens next?"
When Rong Tang was asked this question, he couldn't think of the most appropriate answer for a moment.
Su Huaijing stared at him, the corners of his eyes gradually turned red, and a tear fell without warning.
Rong Tang was at a loss for a moment. He didn't understand why the great villain in the original novel was now either a jealous person or a crybaby.
He couldn't remember how many times he had seen Su Huaijing cry.
But Su Huaijing cried and complained this time: "Tangtang, all you do is coax me and lie to me. Not only do you make me worry every day, but now you don't even want to make a promise to me?"
Rong Tang thought, you are confusing the concepts.
He didn't even know whether he could live to see Su Huaijing ascend the throne, so how could he make a promise to him
But looking at the villain's red eyes from crying, Rong Tang was silent for two seconds, then leaned forward again, kissed his eyes gently, and whispered, "I won't leave."
"If you don't chase me away, I will always stay with you." Rong Tang promised softly, not noticing the moment Su Huaijing closed his eyes. All his panic and fear were replaced by another dark emotion that seemed like a fight in the dark night.
A major event occurred after the flower-picking meeting. In order to pray for His Majesty, the Fifth Prince went to the Tuolan Monastery in person. Due to his deep affinity with Buddhism, he happened to meet the world-famous Master Huimian, and they had a conversation with each other.
The monk was moved by his filial piety and was willing to leave the Buddhist sect and enter the imperial city to chant scriptures and pray for the royal family.
Emperor Renshou was very pleased. Not only did he reward the Fifth Prince many times, he also allocated funds to rebuild the main hall of the Tuolan Temple which had accidentally flooded some time ago.
The eminent monk who had been uninvited in two lifetimes was "invited" in this life. The emperor originally wanted to appoint him as the national teacher, but Huimian declined again and again, which finally dissuaded Emperor Renshou from the idea. However, in the end, he still received the title of "eminent monk who protects the country" and enjoyed the salary of the second rank. He stepped into the official career from the mountain gate and rose to prominence.
Rong Tang went to the Mu Mansion and chatted with Mu Jingxu. He asked casually, "When we were in Suzhou Prefecture, Huai Jing once said that my second brother was raised outside the mansion since he was young. My brother is about the same age as him. Do you know why and where he was raised?"
Mu Jingxu didn't know why he asked this, but because of Su Huaijing, he had always been open and honest with him. After thinking for a while, he replied, "The old people in the palace said that on the day my second brother was born, auspicious clouds floated across half of the sky, and each cloud was in the shape of a golden lotus under the Buddha's seat. A monk passing by outside the palace said that he had a predestined relationship with Buddhism. If he was raised in the palace, he would definitely not live past the age of three. Only by being fostered under the Buddha's seat could he live in peace for the rest of his life. My father didn't believe it at first, but my second brother has been sick since he was young, with a high fever every night. He almost died several times, and only in the Buddhist temple could he get better."
"In the end, there was nothing we could do. When the monk came into the palace again, he took her away. No one else knew where she went except my father, mother, and my second brother's mother."
"What is recorded in the inner court book?" Rong Tang asked.
Mu Jingxu was slightly surprised, but was impressed by his meticulousness. He said frankly, "The second son of the emperor died at the age of three."
Rong Tang understood and nodded: "Thank you, brother."
He didn't know whether Huimian had changed his appearance like Su Huaijing and Mu Jingxu, but a child who died at the age of three in the eyes of the world reappeared more than 20 years later and had the image of a Buddhist disciple who was indifferent to worldly affairs, so he thought that he should not be in too much danger.
Rong Tang felt a little relieved. Seeing the camellia in the yard that was blooming but about to wither, he stood up and said goodbye, intending to go back and pick a branch of camellia at the end of the season for Su Huaijing and put it on the desk and keep it in clean water.
He asked Huimian if he was the Way of Heaven, but in fact the other party had given him the answer at the beginning.
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"What is the purpose of your visit this time, benefactor?"
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"Master, don't you know?"
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"I am just a layman, how can I spy on the secrets of heaven?"
He still couldn't think of the answers to Huimian's four questions, but the four words "peek into the secrets of heaven" spoke for themselves.
From the beginning to the end, he was not in the right position.
(End of this chapter)