In the bright church, the archbishop was thinking about the dark killing—in order to resolve the conflict caused by the young people of the Orthodox Academy, and to give this matter an acceptable ending, if the Pope no longer protects Chen Changsheng, Zhou Of course Tong can die.
However, Zhou Tong is not an ordinary person after all. Just when everyone thought that the small courtyard with the remaining begonia flowers was deadlocked, he still refused to accept the ending arranged by others. He gave the world an unexpected ending.
The Pope withdrew his gaze from the sky, looked at the King of Ling Hai, and smiled slightly.
The voice of the King of Ling Hai broke suddenly, like countless dark sea water breaking into white foam in an instant.
"What exactly is he trying to do?"
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"Many years ago, my elder sister was raped and murdered by... a son of a prince's family. Well, it's not the eldest son, nor is it a favored young son, but a very ordinary son born to a concubine. I even dare to bet that The prince doesn't even know if he has this son, because he is like a pig, he has more than forty sons and a bunch of daughters, but in short... his surname is Chen."
Zhou Tong looked at Chen Changsheng with indifferent eyes, but there was a tyrannical memory hidden in the deepest part: "How could the imperial court care about such trivial matters, and how dare the Jingdu government and the soldiers and horses go to the prince's residence to arrest people, so this matter Things were gradually forgotten, and in the end I was the only one left remembering how much it rained that day, and how many wounds were bitten by wild animals on my sister's naked body... Yes, it is hard to forget, if you are me , what will you do?"
Begonia flowers fell in the small courtyard, and the ground was like snow, but there was some blood inside.
The three of Chen Changsheng didn't know why he brought up these old things, let alone how to deal with them.
"Of course I want to kill someone." Zhou Tong said calmly: "In order to kill the prince's son, um, I was thinking about killing that prince together. I prepared for a long time and prepared to use my own I traded my life for a moment of pleasure, but when I was about to rush into the palace, I was stopped by a person, and that person was the empress."
He looked in the direction of the palace, with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes. After a long silence, he continued to murmur: "Your Majesty told me that the sign of an immature person is that he is willing to fight vigorously for a certain reason." To die, the mark of a mature man is that he is willing to live humbly for a reason."
Zhou Tong withdrew his gaze, looked at Chen Changsheng, and said calmly and seriously, "Do you understand?"
Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "I understand, but I can't do it."
Zhou Tong laughed and said, "Who can do it? I don't agree with what the empress said, so I still drew my knife and charged into the palace. Fortunately, the empress only moved one finger and hit me. Passed out."
Tang Thirty-Six asked: "What happened later?"
Zhou Tong said: "I naturally understood later, so I began to endure it for a long time."
Tang Thirty-Six recalled a murder case in Kyoto that shocked the mainland back then, and he was somewhat suspicious, but he was not sure, and asked, "The last?"
"In the end, of course I killed that person, as well as that prince. Of course... I executed Ling Chi. Of course, I killed the entire palace. Forty or so sons and daughters... how could they be born like pigs?" How can I kill quickly? What your mother said is indeed right, I lived humbly and even humblely for so many years, and finally I was able to accomplish my goal."
Zhou Tong laughed like a child, happy and innocent, so it felt cruel.
Xuanyuan Po opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, feeling that the courtyard was suddenly cold.
Tang Thirty-Six confirmed that it was indeed the case of the Qishan Prince's Mansion being ransacked and beheaded, and remained silent.
Chen Changsheng suddenly said: "I think you who were ready to rush into the palace with a sharp knife in your hand back then are better than the later you."
When he said this, he looked into Zhou Tong's eyes seriously.
Zhou Tong said, "Even if it's immature, or even stupid?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Some things, sometimes, it's better to be immature."
Zhou Tong was quiet for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.
He turned around and walked towards the back of the courtyard. The sleeves of the bright red official robe flicked, and a red and white petal was lifted.
The side door of the small courtyard opened with a creak, and several officials from the Qing Dynasty came out carrying a stretcher.
Zhe Xiu was lying on the stretcher, his face was pale and his eyes were closed.
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Zhexiu was imprisoned in Zhou Prison for so many days. No matter how much pressure Li Gong and Zhaoxing Academy put on him, Zhou Tong turned a blind eye to it, because it was the will of the Holy Empress, and it was putting pressure on Li Shan.
——Just like what he said to Chen Changsheng, Zhexiu is in Zhou Prison, which means that the case of Zhou Yuan is not over. The Lishan Sword Sect who has just escaped from civil strife must pay something for this matter. Of course, it's a good thing.
Of course, he refused to release Zhe Xiu, and there were some deeper reasons, but that couldn't be told to anyone. It's like up to this moment, no one knows, in fact, he was ready to release Zhexiu a long time ago, but...
"My lord, why did you agree to let him go?" In the coldest room in the official office of the Qing Dynasty, Missionary Xin asked inexplicably.
Priest Xin! No one could have imagined that he, whom Archbishop Mei Lisha trusted the most in the last few months, would appear here at this time, and it was obvious that he had an extraordinary relationship with Zhou Tong, and it was unknown who he was.
"Why not let him go? The pressure on Li Shan should be enough. I wanted to see how Li Palace would react, but it turns out that a saint like His Majesty the Pope is really beyond my calculation, but at least I saw with my own eyes what kind of man he is. people."
Zhou Tong closed his eyes, recalling the clean boy he saw under the crabapple tree earlier.
Reverend Xin thought to himself that the definition of maturity and immaturity that your lord just said is very reasonable and extremely difficult to deal with. He thought it was Chen Changsheng's answer that touched your soul for many years, and that's why you agreed to let him go. …
"Moved?" Zhou Tong seemed to have the ability to perceive people's hearts, opened his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I have never had a sister, who can be touched? Whose answer can touch me?"
Priest Xin shook his head and said, "Before the bishop passed away, he had been reading this book."
While speaking, he took out a classic from his arms and handed it over.
Zhou Tong reached out to take it, and found that it was a famous time volume of state religion.
Looking at this classic book, he remembered the boy under the crabapple tree before, and was silent for a long time.
He told the truth to Reverend Sim.
He still refused to let go of his sleeves, but he wanted to take a look at Chen Changsheng carefully, earnestly, from head to toe, and from inside to outside, with the help of two crabapple flowers and the murderous aura in Zhou Prison.
To him, this is the most important thing, more important than Zhexiu, and the indifferent intention of obliterating those two archbishops.
Because he wanted to see a period of time in Chen Changsheng's body.
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