The book's initial setting is flawed.
He wanted Sheng Chengli to ascend the throne, but made Su Huaijing the villain; he wanted the protagonist to have a legitimate throne, but gave Emperor Renshou a despicable process of seizing the throne.
If Sheng Chengli had the ability, courage and character, it is not impossible for him to ascend the throne. However, the most ironic thing is that his scheming, tactics and character are not up to standard.
He could not have won over Su Huaijing. The characters in the novel developed consciousness and headed towards their own endings. In most cases, the author of "Creation" could not intervene in the entire process.
Therefore, the book "The Emperor's Journey" is destined to go against the author's original idea.
And now, the 'Heavenly Dao' sitting in front of Rong Tang, wanting to ask him for an answer, at best just wants to survive itself, and repeatedly disregards the world's consciousness and rules, creating one disaster after another, and producing one bug after another.
Rong Tang stood up, walked to Him, stretched out his hand to grab the materialized cloud of the system, looked at Him from top to bottom, and told Him a fact in a very calm manner, without any regret, but honestly said a missed opportunity: "You had a chance to live."
Tian Dao was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
Rong Tang said: "After I am gone, there will be a way of heaven in this world."
'World consciousness' cannot be equated with 'the Way of Heaven'.
'World consciousness' is the world's own predetermined, immortal existence, and 'Heavenly Way' can be roughly equivalent to a temporary manager and maintainer.
The two complement each other and restrict each other.
In the beginning, Rong Tang was indeed the "Heavenly Way" of this world.
The 'world consciousness' was a little dumber than the system in his hand. It was born too early, its ability was too weak, and it was not in line with the 'founder's' thoughts. It had already used up all its strength to capture the soul of a reader from another world who instinctively felt that the story setting was problematic. It had no strength to send him to the corresponding time and space. After discovering that it was too early for countless years, it could only timidly ask him if he could stay here for a while longer and wait for the arrival of the plot line.
What can Rong Tang do? He fell to death in the present world, and he will die directly if he doesn't agree.
So he wandered alone in this vast land year after year. After hundreds of years, he finally began to feel annoyed and reached out to steal a small cloud to keep him company.
When the little prince was born in the palace, Rong Tang excitedly grabbed the system and went to Fengqi Palace, happily creating a cloud of mist for him.
He liked the child very much and wanted to see him live happily and grow up without worries.
There is no need to be an emperor or a king, as long as you live in peace and without worries.
But this wish has become a luxury.
Theoretically speaking, "Heavenly Way" should just be a pair of eyes of "World Consciousness", watching the birth, aging, sickness and death, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of all things in the world selflessly and peacefully. As long as there is no major change that will affect the direction of the world line, He should not intervene in the human world.
Therefore, even if Rong Tang was captured by the "world consciousness" to change the direction of the story, he could only intervene at the moment when Sheng Xuyan started to rebel.
—Thoughts determine actions, but thoughts cannot convict.
As long as Sheng Xuyan does not take action, Rong Tang will be bound by the rules and will not be able to make any changes on his own.
Naturally, by the time he was able to move freely, the man who called himself "Heaven's Way" had already taken shape and wandered the world for many years.
So they were captured, blocked, deceived, and brainwashed...
Everything was normal. The only thing he had time to do was to quietly open a small door of the Princess's Mansion near the Duke Xianguo's Mansion before falling into the water.
Then Duan Yi saw Su Huaijing.
Rong Tang lowered his head, and his consciousness finally came back from the vast and long memories. He lowered his eyes and looked at Tiandao coldly: "It's a pity that you can no longer be Tiandao."
Violate the rules to interfere with the human world, and repeatedly give golden fingers that should not appear.
How can this person in front of me be worthy of being called "Heaven's Way".
The other party's eyes widened, as if he finally realized what he had lost at this moment. He stood up suddenly, as if he had burned his boats, his eyes were bloodshot, and he picked up the pen to kill Rong Tang.
Rong Tang took a step back, and the palace door was pushed open from the outside. Liu Yun flew in front of him and grabbed the hand that the old man extended.
With a slight bend of his wrist, his already old face quickly decayed, as if he had lost his life in an instant, and fell down without even a struggle.
Even Liuyun was stunned for a moment, watching the body in front of him collapse to the ground in an instant, and then turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. Only the court robes of the palace recorder and the sharp knife dropped from the pen tube were left to show that he had been there.
Liuyun turned around in a daze and looked at Rongtang.
Rong Tang lowered his eyes to look at the ashes for two seconds, then walked to the table and picked up the paper where "Tian Dao" had been recorded.
What was recorded above was not his conversation with Sheng Chengli from beginning to end, but a sentence that could not be said to be a prophecy or a curse:
[If we don’t meet in life, we will be as far apart as the sun and the moon]
Liuyun frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"
Rong Tang was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and placed the paper on the candle and burned it.
Liuyun looked at him puzzledly, then looked at the pool of dust on the ground.
Rong Tang: "Not dead."
Liuyun’s eyes widened instantly and he fell into alert state.
Rong Tang: "He has other things to do."
Rather than wasting time with a time traveler like him who is no longer the Way of Heaven and can never be the Way of Heaven, if one wants to gain a glimmer of hope, it would be faster to find a way to stop the most important plot development.
Rong Tang walked out of the palace. Lights were on everywhere in the palace and smoke was burning in the beacon towers on the city walls.
He glanced at them, then looked away and asked Liuyun calmly, "How many troops has Su Huaijing prepared?"
It was this slight change that inexplicably made Rong Tang feel relieved after a day of depression. He smiled and said, "You really thought you could hide it from me, right?"
Su Huaijing just didn't want to say it, it's not like he really couldn't find anything.
The troops coming from outside the city should be led by Sheng Chengming, and they were carrying a secret letter written by Emperor Renshou himself. The letter would most likely mention that Sheng Chengli was plotting something evil, and asked Prince Rui to gather troops along the way and return to Beijing as soon as possible to defend the king.
This was a legitimate move to suppress the rebels. Su Huaijing probably used some tricks to make Sheng Xuyan think that his second son was still loyal to him, but after this "loyalty to the king" war was over, the world should return to its original owner.
After listening to Rong Tang's words, Liu Yun opened his mouth, but in the end he lowered his head silently without saying a word: "Three hundred thousand."
Rong Tang found it funny and felt relieved, so he asked, "Can you take me out?"
Liuyun nodded subconsciously before asking, "Master, are you going back to Yong'an Lane?"
"Don't call me that." Rong Tang said, "Just call me Prince or Young Master."
He thought for a moment, the cloud in his hand still lying lifeless. Rong Tang glanced at the brightest fire in the palace and said, "Go to the Heavenly Tower."
It’s better not to cause trouble for Su Xiaoqi. I will go and settle the score with him after the matter is done.
Liuyun didn't quite understand his decision, but obeyed instinctively. He first arranged for someone to send a message to Su Huaijing, and then took him out of the palace secretly.
Rong Tang watched his series of actions, and then saw him walking skillfully along the paths in the palace as if he was entering his own back garden. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that if Su Huaijing didn't sneak into the palace in the middle of the night and kill Sheng Xuyan, he would be considered a true gentleman.
You are too tolerant.
But even though he complained in his heart, he did not delay at all in his pursuit of success.
Compared to the humiliating rebellion by Sheng Chengxing and Xia Jingyi at the end of that year, Rong Tang was dazzled by the flames as soon as he left the palace this time.
The army, wearing armor, walked openly and honestly on the streets of Yujing, ready to rush into the palace to "serve the king" at the first order.
Rong Tang raised his eyebrows, got on the carriage and headed towards the Wentian Tower.
Different from the pagodas inside and outside the palace that are ready to go, this leisurely pagoda does not seem to be located in Yujing, but rather like a Tuolan Temple standing on the top of a mountain.
The door on the bottom floor was open, with long-burning lamps lit on both sides. The young monk saw someone coming, walked forward with a slight smile, chanted a Buddhist name, and said, "Uncle Master asked me to take you up."
When Rong Tang heard this again, he felt that Huimian was probably a true Buddha in this world.
He smiled, thanked him softly, and followed the person up the stairs.
The novice monk went up all the way without stopping until he reached the sixth floor. He then bowed and pointed to the stairs leading to the top floor, saying, "Master is upstairs. Please take the first step."
Rong Tang thanked him again and walked step by step towards the floor that was always locked and only opened during national mourning.
It was not as mysterious and strange as people had guessed. It was just an empty attic surrounded by railings. In the middle was a bronze bell hanging in the air, simple and solemn. There were bamboo mats for sitting on and a few cushions around it.
There was wind blowing from all directions in the pavilion. Looking up into the distance, the entire scenery of Yujing was in sight.
As soon as Rong Tang walked in, the person sitting by the railing looked over.
With just one glance, the man smiled: "Did the donor remember where he came from and where he was going?"
Rong Tang raised his hand and pointed to the sky.
Both of them knew what was going on and didn't say anything further.
He walked towards Huimian, sat opposite him, poured himself a cup of tea to quench his thirst, and then asked, "Master, are you not chanting tonight?"
Huimian replied in a gentle voice: "If you don't see this kind of scene with your own eyes, there won't be a next time."
Rong Tang looked into his eyes.
When they first met, Huimian said that there was no desire in his eyes, but now when he looked into the eyes of the eminent monk, he did not see the compassion of a monk.
Before leaving Buddha, the eminent monk was nothing more than someone else's descendant or brother.
Rong Tang raised his eyes, looked at his silky white hair, and asked, "Brother, are you still planning to become a monk?"
Huimian was slightly startled, and withdrew his gaze from outside the attic. He looked at him for a moment, and said playfully: "My Lord, you have a connection with the Buddha. Do you want to become a monk and convert to Buddhism?"
Rong Tang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but after he reacted, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "Brother, are you not going to recognize each other as brothers?"
Huimian was speechless for a moment, and then shook his head and smiled after a while. He picked up the teacup, bent over and gently clinked it with the cup on Rongtang's table, and whispered, "I spoke out of turn, so please don't report me, benefactor."
The great monk also came into the mortal world and asked for help from ordinary friends and relatives.
There was smoke rising from the city wall outside the building, and the palace gate was about to open.
Rong Tang drank half a cup of tea, took out the ball of light that he had kept in his sleeve, put it on the small table, and said seriously: "I came here, first, to ask for your protection, and second, to ask, do you have any way to make it regain consciousness?"
Mu Jingxu once said that on the day the second prince was born, auspicious signs appeared in the sky.
At that time, Rong Tang had not yet come into this world, so he did not remember that this auspicious sign had any connection with him. But now thinking about it, it might be a good omen in another sense.
Rong Tang thought that he couldn't get the system back, but Hui Mian might be able to.
(End of this chapter)