Shang Xingzhou failed to leave the palace.
His will is like a torrent, about to flow through the entire capital and even the entire world, swallowing Chen Changsheng without a trace.
At this time, someone stood up.
The Pope was still in the palace, Wang Po was still at the table, Xu Yourong was in Nanxi Zhai, the girls of Nanxi Zhai were led by priest Xin and stopped in the Orthodox Academy, Tang Sanshiliu was in Wenshui, and Zhexiu disappeared.
The person who stood up was beyond everyone's expectations, but after thinking about it carefully, it was so natural.
The rest of the people stood in the wind and snow, and the eunuchs and maids knelt on the ground around them.
For the first time, His Majesty the young emperor appeared somewhere between heaven and earth against the wishes of his teachers and ministers.
That was the position he had chosen for himself.
The cold wind was blowing his cloak, not moving his eyebrows and eyes, but his expression was still calm and natural.
No matter how angry Feng Xue was, it was only natural.
He looked at his teacher quietly.
Shang Xingzhou looked at him quietly.
Different from Chen Changsheng, Yu Ren is the true successor of Shang Xingzhou and the sustenance of Shang Xingzhou's lifelong ideals.
Shang Xingzhou really loved him very much, and was willing to give everything for him, and everything was based on his interests.
Yu Ren knew this very well, so he was moved, then uneasy, and then fearful.
These days, he was learning how to be a wise king in the palace, and he was afraid when he was silent.
He knew that the teacher would definitely kill the junior.
If he wants to become an eternal emperor like Emperor Taizong, there must be no gaps in his mind. In other words, there must be no existence in the world that can shake his will.
This is what Shang Xingzhou wanted to ensure, and he would not even allow himself to have such influence.
Chen Changsheng was able to do this, so he had to die.
No one understands.
Daxizhou doesn't understand, Baidi City doesn't understand, Wenshui doesn't understand, Tiannan doesn't understand, His Majesty the Pope doesn't understand.
Only the old temple next to Xining Town knows.
That morning in the Tianshu Mausoleum, the rest of the people watched the younger brother walking down the mountain with the body of the Holy Empress of Tianhai on his back, the master walking up the mountain, and they passed each other like strangers, so they understood.
So these days, he is very obedient in the palace, studying how to be a wise king very seriously and diligently.
The more disturbed and fearful he was, the more obedient and quiet he became, as if he was still in the old temple in Xining Town.
However, the master still wanted to kill the younger brother.
Then, he can only stand up and tell Master that this is not acceptable.
Looking at the rest of the people in the wind and snow, Shang Xingzhou's expression became more serious, and his will to kill Chen Changsheng became more determined.
He wanted Chen Changsheng to die because of this, and the appearance of Yu Ren at this time proved his idea, so in his opinion, Chen Changsheng deserved to die.
How can all this be stopped? How can he change the mind of a person like Shang Xingzhou
Yu Ren held a piece of jade pendant on his belt with his hand.
This piece of jade pendant is made of sapphire, the whole body is clear without any impurities, it is extremely precious.
This piece of jade pendant does not have any aura fluctuations, it is not a magic weapon, but a gift from Patriarch Qiushan when he entered the palace to meet the new king a few days ago.
This gift is very suitable for the new king.
At that time in the hall, when the rest of the people took the jade pendant, they did not show any abnormality, but their mood was slightly turbulent.
He didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who could guess his worries and anxieties and offer solutions to them.
He knew very well that during the Lishan Rebellion, the Qiushan Jun who was as famous as his junior had done one thing in front of his father.
Then when he faces Master, or, he can also do the same.
Shang Xingzhou's gaze pierced through the wind and snow, and landed on the jade pendant in the hands of the others.
He knew everything about the palace, so he naturally knew the origin of this jade pendant.
He understood what the rest of the people wanted to express, so he fell silent.
The wind and snow continued, and the snow in the square in the palace gradually deepened. The eunuchs and maids kneeling on the ground, as well as the dozen or so Taoists, were like black spots.
After an unknown amount of time, Shang Xingzhou finally spoke.
"Just once." He looked at the others and said, "Just this once."
Yu Ren nodded seriously.
Shang Xingzhou continued: "But your majesty, you have to be clear, this is the capital, not the old temple in Xining Town, this is a matter of the world, not between us, the three of us, master and apprentice, it's not because he forgot to boil water or cook or Sweeping, you can suffer for him if you want, I don’t need to punish him, but there are other people who will act for the sky, and he will die as well.”
Others don't think so.
He knew that Mrs. Mu had gone to Li Palace, that a peerless powerhouse like Tie Shu was guarding outside Zhou Prison, there were Xiao De, Xiao Zhang, and even the Wenshui Tang family.
But he still believed in Chen Changsheng.
Because Chen Changsheng is not alone, he also has companions.
Yu Ren knew very well that under his own influence, his junior brother didn't talk much, nor was it interesting, but in the past in Xining Town, whether he was hunting in the mountains, catching fish in the lower reaches of the stream, or shopping for vegetables in the town, he would always meet He found some people who were willing to help him, those people were hunters and fishermen, and they were all kind-hearted people.
Or is it because their seniors have an indelible goodwill towards this world from beginning to end
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The sound of fighting on the street suddenly disappeared.
That didn't mean the battle was over, because Chen Changsheng could clearly be seen standing in the wind and snow.
Wang Po's fingers are very slender and appear very stable, especially when he is holding the handle of the knife.
The thin snow fell away, revealing the true appearance of the iron knife, still in the sheath, without showing any sharpness.
But there has been a huge difference.
The iron knife was quietly placed on the table before, but now it is held in his hand.
With his actions, many things have changed.
The face of the second master of the Tang family became extremely ugly.
A strange color also flashed in Tieshu's eyes.
The Wenshui Tang family moved out the words "gratitude is as heavy as a mountain", but they still can't let this person take the knife
"Don't you dare to shoot me with a knife?"
The second master of the Tang family stared into Wang Po's eyes and said, his voice was a few points colder than Xue's.
He represents the Wenshui Tang family, the old man, and that mountain.
Wang Po stood up, looked at him and said, "I won't stab you."
The second master of the Tang family didn't speak, knowing that there must be more to come.
really.
"Because you are not worthy." Wang Po said.
From Tanzhe Temple to Snow Street, from yellow leaves to wind and snow, during the days when Wang Po came to Kyoto, the iron knife has never been sheathed.
Everyone knows that he is comprehending the way of the sword and cultivating his sharpness, and his sword will definitely shake the world.
Except for the strong in the sacred field, who is qualified to bear this knife
When Wang Po said that the second master of the Tang family was not worthy of this knife, he was not mocking, but the truth.
The truth hurts the most.
The second master of the Tang family's face became even uglier, but then he laughed.
This time his laugh was loud, full of sarcasm.
The laughter stopped suddenly, and he stared at Wang Pohan and said in a cold voice: "Whether you are unworthy or dare not, if you don't use the sword, you will still be unable to solve today's predicament after all."
This is also the truth, if Wang Po doesn't use his sword, how can he help Chen Changsheng
What happened next was Wang Po's answer.
He held the iron knife and swung it at the second master of the Tang family.
Like waving the sleeves, like dusting off dust, like pushing away disgusting things from the eyes, the movements are very light and disdainful.
The eyes and pupils of the second master of the Tang family shrank slightly, he didn't expect that he would actually attack him, his true energy moved quickly, stepped on the snow, turned into several afterimages with golden light, and avoided the surroundings.
Over the years, he has not practiced as diligently as before, but after all, he has amazing talent and is a direct descendant of the Tang family, so his strength still exists and his realm is quite high.
He used the Wenshui Tang Family's Ten Thousand Gold Leaf movement technique, he could reach the other shore in a short time, it was a unique skill that Tang Sanshiliu hadn't mastered, even though it was not as wonderful as Ye Shibu, it was hard to see through.
Countless snow flakes flew, and Wang Po's iron knife fell.
The iron knife fell so simply, but it implied infinite changes.
In the end, nothing changed.
The iron knife draws a straight line in the wind and snow, simple and clear.
The front end of the line hit an afterimage in the golden light with extreme accuracy.
There was a snap, very crisp, like a slap in the face.
The second master of the Tang family fell heavily on the snowy street.
His right cheek was red and swollen, blood was overflowing from the corner of his lips, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
After a while, he came to his senses, looked at Wang Po and shouted angrily, "How dare you hit me!"
Wang Po looked at him and didn't speak.
A few teeth, mixed with blood, spat out from the mouth of the second master of the Tang family.
He touched his face with trembling fingers, became even angrier, and scolded sharply: "How dare you hit my face!"
"When I first saw you in Wenshui, I really wanted to hit you."
Wang Po paused for a moment, then said: "And I really want to hit you in the face."