The second master of the Tang family was silent.
The great priest said: "Xue Xingchuan will definitely stay in the palace tonight to preside over the map of the emperor. This person is extremely powerful and at the peak of his power. I don't have much chance of winning against him, and the Holy Empress is very likely to take Shuang Yu Shengun was delivered to him, if it is true, then he will have the ability to approach the sacred realm infinitely."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear. If Xue Xingchuan holds the Frost Remnant Divine Spear, then only a strong man in the sacred field can defeat him. With the Tang family's thousand years of experience in the mainland, he may really be able to invite a strong man in the sacred field Take a shot, but the Heavenly Will Killing Formation in the palace is specifically aimed at the powerhouses in the sacred field.
It seems that this is an unsolvable situation, and only the great priest takes a risk to find a chance to break the situation.
The second master of the Tang family remained silent.
The great priest said: "The priest from the Qiushan family is not as strong as me. The king of Xiang is a treacherous and cunning man. He will never rush to the capital before the conclusion is settled. The king of Zhongshan is also a lunatic. There is no one else except me."
"No." The second master of the Tang family shook his head and said, "We, the Tang family, will always only provide information, judgment, and money. We won't release anyone until the last moment."
"Who is going to break the murderous intention formation that day? If you can't enter the palace, even if the old man goes to the capital in person, he won't be able to get the imperial map in his hands."
"The man told the old man that this matter will be settled by him."
"It has a lot to do with it. This kind of thing can't be trusted. It has nothing to do with trust, but only with ability."
The second master of the Tang family said: "That person is even terrified of me, so I believe he can do it, then he will definitely do it."
He didn't say who that person was.
Naturally, Tang Thirty-Six couldn't know, but he didn't know why, but he was very sure that he was talking about Chen Changsheng's teacher, the former dean of the Orthodox Academy, Shang Xingzhou.
"Since everyone's goal tonight is to invite the Holy Empress to return to Xinghai, why not save Chen Changsheng by the way?"
He tried his best to make his voice calmer and calmer, not showing too much concern.
But there was no way to hide this from the eyes of the second master of the Tang family. He looked at Tang Thirty-Six and said, "These are two unrelated matters."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "If it is the way of heaven, let Chen Chang live, it will more or less affect the state of mind of the Holy Empress."
The second master of the Tang family laughed silently, and then said calmly: "First of all, we are not doing justice for the heavens, but talking about human affairs. Secondly, our surname is Tang, not Chen. We should not care about Chen Changsheng's life or death, because we want to ensure that we are alive."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "Second Uncle, have you ever thought about what to do if you fail?"
The second master of the Tang family said with a smile: "If that person doesn't break through the Heaven's Will murder formation and help us enter the palace, then we will have no choice but to return to Wenshui."
Tang Thirty-Six said calmly: "Are you so sure that our Tang family will not be affected in any way?"
"Of course, because no one will see us ever in Kyoto."
The second master of the Tang family said calmly: "Don't forget what I said before, our Tang family will never do business that may suffer."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "But you also mentioned Wang Po's name earlier."
The second master of the Tang family didn't get angry, and sighed, "That's right, apart from Wang Po and Su Li, these are the two worst businesses the old man has ever done in his life. If both of them are in the capital tonight, Su Li will be trapped in the Mausoleum of Books." The holy queen asked Wang Po to figure out the changes in the formation, find out the weak point, and then go straight to the palace to fight Xue Xingchuan. Why do we need to come forward in person? What happened? I insisted on being a lonely celebrity, and my body was full of shabby air It's really a pity that a person insists on being a prodigal son who has passed away but can't leave his beautiful family behind."
"Don't mention the fact that Wang Po was forced out of Wenshui by your second uncle."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him with a smile and said, "When the Tang family needed them the most, they were not there, or it was because they all noticed that our Tang family, no, your Tang family can only count numbers, Talking about money makes them sick, let alone awed."
His smile is innocent, pure and dazzling.
The second master of the Tang family looked at him quietly, then suddenly raised his right hand and slapped him on the face.
With a crisp bang, Tang Thirty-Six slammed into the wall heavily, his left face was swollen high, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, he looked very embarrassed.
But he was still smiling, and his smile was still so happy, so it looked even more dazzling.
"I said before, I don't want to play such childish tricks with you." The second master of the Tang family looked at him and said very seriously.
Tang Thirty-Six stood up staggeringly, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and said, "No, it's because you know I'm right."
The second master of the Tang family looked at him and smiled and said, "Do you really think that the second uncle dare not kill you?"
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him with a smile and said, "I've already said in front of so many people in the Orthodox Academy, Second Uncle, you've always wanted me to die, how could I think you didn't dare to kill me?"
Without waiting for the second master of the Tang family to speak, he continued with a smile: "I believe that the old man has already known our conversation in the Orthodox Academy at this time, and I believe that the great priest will also send our conversation back to Wenshui. When I go home, I will I will also tell the old man about it personally, so if Second Uncle doesn't kill me today, it will be really troublesome."
The second master of the Tang family looked at him and said with a smile, "You should know the eyes and temper of the old man better than me."
Tang Thirty-Six chuckled, and said: "Old man, no matter how good your eyes are, your eyes will soon turn cloudy, and no matter how bad your temper is, you will spoil your only grandson. Second uncle, even if you give birth to one, you will at least be able to grow up to my age and have such a sweet mouth. It will take several years, and I guess it will be too late, so Second Uncle, if you want to continue your dandy life, or continue to endure and act as a dandy under the circumstances that everyone knows, or you may really need to wait until I return to Wenshui Kill me before, otherwise this game where you lie to me and I pretend to lie to you, really can't continue."
When the two were talking, they both smiled slightly. They were very similar to each other, but the picture was not harmonious, but it made people shudder.
What kind of a pair of uncles and nephews is this.
The second master of the Tang family finally withdrew his smile gradually, looked at Tang Thirty-Six and said, "Are you forcing me to fight for the family property?"
Tang Thirty-Six said with a smile: "Our Tang family... no, don't your Tang family like to use profit to manipulate people's hearts? I want to try too."
Hearing this sentence, the second master of the Tang family laughed silently again, with his mouth open, looking a little scary.
"Stop laughing like that, Second Uncle." Tang Thirty-Six suddenly suppressed his smile, looked at him and said seriously: "This is silly, this really looks like a fool."
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Because it is closer to the night sky, when there are stars on weekdays, the peak of Tianshuling should be brighter than the ground, but tonight there are many clouds and no stars, so the night here is darker than other places in Kyoto. The area in front of the Shinto is condensed by clear light The picture is set off more clearly, and even the most subtle picture can be seen.
During the previous period, Chen Changsheng saw the Orthodox Academy on it, and saw that middle-aged man who was very similar to Tang Thirty-Six. I can't imagine what will happen between the pair of uncles and nephews, and I don't know what the Tang family in Wenshui is planning to do when they come to Kyoto.
Empress Tianhai should know a lot, but she doesn't care.
She had thought in advance that the Tang family would definitely come, and the Tang family should also come. How could the old man who had been suppressed by the Wenshui River for more than two hundred years with her supreme authority miss the opportunity tonight
The people who should come seem to have already come.
"People who shouldn't come here have come."
The Holy Empress Tianhai left the scene in the night and turned to the distance.
The distant place mentioned here is an extremely distant place.
Whether it was Zhu Luo and Xinggao Ke, Wu Wun Bi and Bie Yang Hong, or the appearance of the Seventeenth Route Against the King, or the appearance of the Four Great Families, nothing could change the emotion on her face in the slightest.
However, when she looked at that distant place at this time, her expression finally became serious.
Kyoto is in the center of the mainland, the farthest place from here, or Daxizhou, or the islands in the South China Sea, or the endless snowfield north of Snow Old City.
Or that cloud tomb.
There is a lone peak in the cloud tomb, and three hundred miles away from the lone peak is a sparsely populated town called Xining.
There is an old temple outside the town, and behind the temple there is a stream, which is said to flow from the lonely peak in the cloud tomb.
At some point, there was a monk beside the stream.
The monk was wearing a black monk's robe, which was covered with dust and cracks, but he had a feeling of being free from dust.
The monk had a handsome face, and his exact age could not be discerned. He was probably middle-aged, with a few faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were serene and clear, filled with infinite compassion and love, as if he could see infinitely far away and everything.
The monk dipped his feet into the cool water and sighed.
The emotions in this sigh are extremely complicated.
His feet have walked hundreds of thousands of miles, so tired.
It has been nearly a thousand years since he and his people left this continent, too long.
There was a faint smile on the monk's face, and rain suddenly fell from the sky above the creek.
The cloud tomb is the destination of all clouds and the source of all water. It is very close to the cloud tomb, and this rain is the latest rain.
Tens of thousands of miles away, Kyoto also began to rain. The smoke-like rain penetrated the night and fell between the streets and hills.
On an ordinary straight street in Nancheng, the falling rain is slightly deformed, and the light refracts back and forth between them.
A Taoist came out of the rainy night, out of nowhere.
He stood on the night street in the autumn rain, but it gave people a feeling that he was not here.
He is somewhere, anywhere in the world, the real position is constantly changing, and it is impossible to be sure.
The drizzle fell silently, and on both sides of the ordinary streets and alleys, the world was sleeping, and no one woke up.
Only he is awake.
The Taoist looked towards the mountain mausoleum further south with a calm expression.
On the peak of that mountain mausoleum, the Holy Empress Tianhai was quietly looking at her in the night.
Chen Changsheng was also looking at the Taoist.
He silently called Master, but he didn't call out.
Because the Taoist didn't look at him, he just looked at the Empress Tianhai.
He remembered that during the more than ten years of living in the old temple in Xining Town, the master often only looked at the brothers and did not look at himself, as if he had never existed in the eyes of the master.
"Your Majesty, abdicate." The Taoist said while looking at Tianshu Mausoleum.