The word traitor is actually not appropriate, or not accurate enough. In this story, it should be a spy or something else. For example, the next sentence that broke the silence of the crowd: "Chen Changsheng, you villain, you actually colluded with the devil. The family killed Li Shan Gaocai, and now they are forcing Master Changyu to death!"
"Forced to death? I think some big shots used shady means! This is a shameless murder! It's too shameful!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
After observing the stele in Tianshu Mausoleum, Chen Changsheng was no longer the target of hostility and hatred from all the people in Kyoto. Many people had already started to regard him as the glory of the Great Zhou. Some people criticized Chen Changsheng loudly, and naturally some people defended him even louder. For a while, there was a lot of quarrels on the streets of Kyoto, and it was extremely noisy and lively.
Chen Changsheng looked at the curtains, and was surprised to hear the voices coming from outside the car. On the way, through Hua Jiefu, he finally knew all the details of what happened outside the Zhou Garden. He thought that after returning to the capital, the first thing to do was to confront Zhuang Huanyu. Who knew that Zhuang Huanyu last night... unexpectedly died
The voices outside the car window are getting louder, the people's disputes are getting more and more intense, and the words are getting more and more sharp, noisy and disturbing. Chen Changsheng wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and kept his head down in silence. , the eyelashes trembled slightly, and the childishness between the eyebrows and eyes was about to disappear after all.
Regardless of whether it was the cheering of the crowd or the accusation of the crowd, in short, under the watchful eyes of countless people in Kyoto, Chen Changsheng returned to the capital. It was not until the motorcade drove into the depths of Baihua Lane that the world outside the window finally became quieter.
There were priests from the Li Palace guarding the surroundings of Baihua Lane, and no one could get close. Chen Changsheng looked at the still new gate of the Orthodox Academy and the old ivy on it, felt the solemn silence coming from the surroundings, and felt a little uncomfortable.
It has not been too long since the Pope established his position as the successor of his state religion after seeing all the monuments in front of the mausoleum in one day and bathing in the stars in the capital overnight. Moreover, after he left Tianshu Mausoleum, he entered Zhou Garden and spent his days in the grassland where the sun never sets, followed by thousands of miles of snowfields, fleeing and rushing, there was no time and no chance to experience certain changes, and now it feels like a lifetime away.
Many things have changed. The Orthodox Academy, which was once surrounded by countless angry people in Kyoto, is now a place that ordinary people can't get close to. Although it is far from being able to restore the grand scene of the past, the atmosphere has changed.
Fortunately, many things have not changed. Jin Yulu was still standing at the gate of the Orthodox Academy, the silk shirt on his body that was full of copper coins that looked extremely rich and rustic was still as smooth as water, Xuanyuan Po was still so majestic and majestic, his arms were thicker than trees, and when he hugged, he always let him He had the illusion of being swallowed.
Luoluo is still Luoluo, hugging him like a breeze, wrapping his arms around his neck, rubbing his forehead against his chin, with a satisfied smile on his small face.
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Standing on the big banyan tree by the lake, Chen Changsheng talked to Luoluo for a long time. He told the little girl everything that happened in the Zhou Garden and what happened during his journey southward.
"That girl from the Xiuling tribe...was she born beautiful?"
There are so many things, there are grand events, there are plots to assassinate, there are swords that go thousands of miles, there are thousands of swords out of their sheaths, there are iron knives that break the wind and rain, Luoluo only cares about this, she opened her big eyes, looked at Chen Changsheng and asked curiously.
Naturally, Chen Changsheng couldn't forget the girl named Chen Chujian, but suddenly he realized that he couldn't remember her facial features, and for some reason he felt cold all over his body, feeling that he was losing something.
Luoluo could feel his emotional changes, looked at him with some sympathy, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and said softly: "Sir, don't worry too much, I'll find a way to ask someone to check."
It was a long journey back to the capital from Xunyang City, and there was a lot of time. Apart from clearing up these memories and preparing for things in the capital, Chen Changsheng certainly didn't forget to ask the people in the state religion to help find the whereabouts of the girl he met for the first time. However, neither the priests in the Li Palace nor the people from Hanqiu City can be sure if there is such a girl among the practitioners who entered the Zhou Garden. Then, naturally, it is even more uncertain whether she survived.
Hearing Luo Luo's words, Chen Changsheng felt relieved. The relationship between Xiuling Clan and Baidi City and Daxizhou is very close. Luoluo's mother is His Royal Highness the eldest princess of Daxizhou, and her father is Baidi of Yaozu. She asked someone to investigate , should be more convenient.
Luoluo said again: "Zhuang Huanyu is dead."
She has long forgotten that when she was studying in Tiandaoyuan, she saw that former genius classmate in Dean Mao's apartment. At this time, she mentioned it only because she was worried that Zhuang Huanyu's death would bring something to her husband. trouble.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, then said, "Yes, I see."
Luoluo said again: "Sir, I have been to the palace twice and tried to ask them to let go of Zhexiu, but it didn't work."
Chen Changsheng rubbed her head, said with a smile, "Is it your fault?"
Luoluo rubbed against his palm, looking like a tiger, so cute.
The sunlight fell into the spring lake, and then reflected among the branches of the big banyan tree, turning into countless light spots that could change at any time, and one of them fell on Chen Changsheng's face. Luoluo stared at the spot of light and giggled. She was very happy, because the husband didn't blame her, didn't thank her, and even imitated her to talk to make her happy.
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Next, Chen Changsheng spent half an hour and three big buckets of hot water to wash himself cleanly from head to toe, and then went to Li Palace with Luoluo.
His Excellency the Pope is waiting for him in the palace.
It's not the main hall of light, but the quiet side hall.
The light in the hall was very dim, only the tender green of the pot of green leaves jumped into people's eyes, and then, he saw the magic staff randomly placed on the wall, the square clear pool and the extremely gorgeous There is also a yin and yang crown on the seat that cannot be described in words. Finally, he saw the old man in sackcloth. Different from the fanatical adoring imagination of believers in the world, the supreme Pope looks like an ordinary old man, not even as eye-catching as the external objects such as the scepter and the crown.
Looking at the back of the Pope watering the green leaves, Chen Changsheng's thoughts were a little confused. Everyone knows that he is the chosen successor of the Pope, and some big shots even know that he is the Pope's nephew. In other words, he is the only successor of the Pope in this world, but the problem is that he and the Pope Having only met twice, he is really not familiar with the Pope, let alone close.
The Pope wiped his hands with a handkerchief, turned around and looked at him with a smile, and said, "I remember that Su Li is very good at food. If you followed him, did you eat any good food?"
Obviously, the Pope's expression is so kind, and his voice is so gentle, just like an elder's questioning a younger generation who has returned from a long journey, and in order not to make the younger generation too nervous, he asked very trivial things at first... But Chen Changsheng But it felt like a mountain stretching across the sky and earth was pressing down head-on.
From Demon Realm Snowfield to Xunyang City, many people wanted to kill Su Li. Behind those people stood a tall figure like a god.
It is the Pope.
But Su Li survived, to a large extent, because of Chen Changsheng, so he couldn't help thinking that the Pope's words were implying something, and he couldn't help being nervous.
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