The lights in the orange orchard are warmer than elsewhere in Kyoto, probably because all the lamps are covered with orange peel.

Xu Yourong stood in front of the window, looking at the orange lamps in the garden with her hands on her back, not knowing what she was thinking.

Looking at her back, Mo Yu suddenly remembered the Holy Queen.

In those years, the Holy Queen Mother liked to stand on the Gan terrace and look down at Kyoto, and also liked to carry her hands on her back.

Mo Yu felt a lot of uneasiness.

Will another holy queen appear in the world?

She asked, "Why did you want to meet King Chenliu? What do you want to do?"

Xu Yourong did not turn around and said, "It's just a reminiscence."

Mo Yu said in a cold voice: "I have to go to the National Education College to reminisce about the past? Then why did you kill Meichuan again?"

"With Tang Sanshiliu's style of acting, do you think he will keep Meichuan alive?"

Xu Yourong said: "I am not from the National Education College, nor from the Palace, so it is more suitable to take action."

Mo Yu said: "You do this to be understood as you have a deep affection for Chen Changsheng and want to solve the problem for him. You can also understand that you want to intensify the conflict between the old and new sects of the state religion, so that there is no room for ease with the Taoist Lord. The question is, what exactly do you think?"

Xu Yourong turned around and looked at her and said calmly: "You told Chen Changsheng that you were worried that I would avenge the Empress."

Mo Yu said: "I don't believe you will forget, although you denied him."

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "Since that's the case, isn't it very appropriate for me to do this?"

Mo Yu said in a whisper: "But you should understand that this will bring a lot of trouble to Chen Changsheng. The Teaching Office is not qualified to let you explain, but they can ask Chen Changsheng to give an explanation."

Xu Yourong said: "This is easy to solve."

"Yes, it's enough to just say disrespectful, because only you and King Chenliu are present."

Mo Yu looked at her and sneered, "But you know Chen Changsheng, you know that with his temperament, you won't do this at all, so what should I do? He will be forced to become the kind of person he least wants to be."

Xu Yourong said: "He should learn to do this, if he wants to become a pope."

Mo Yu said: "What if he didn't want to be a pope at all?"

Xu Yourong was quiet for a while and said, "Then I'll be a saint."

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What happened in the palace spread throughout Kyoto as quickly as possible.

The sect was cleaned, which was expected by many people, but it was still a bit surprising that this happened so quickly.

Even more shocking things are still to come - Archbishop An Lin lost power.

When Taoist Bai Shi was killed in Wenshui City, many people were shocked and speechless, but there was another secret at that time. Both the court and the priests in the palace kept silent about it, but what happened tonight was seen by many people with their own eyes.

Everyone thought that Chen Changsheng's first thunder descended after returning to Kyoto, and was shocked and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

He is worthy of being the heir appointed by the previous pope and a student of the Taoist priest. Faced with Chen Changsheng's purge, neither the Chings Office nor the Archbishop of Anlin made any resistance. Under the surface of calm, there are many unimaginable means hidden.

Just when people thought that the drama tonight would end, another thunder exploded in the night sky of Kyoto.

That is what Chen Changsheng said in the end.

So far? What does this mean?

Is it that his purge of the old sects of the state religion ends here?

Does it mean that Shang Xingzhou and the court's temptation to leave the palace must end?

Or... the Pope's position?

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Rumors spread, just like the wind, and with these several thunders, they quickly dispersed the snow clouds above Kyoto.

The sky is full of stars and starry sky is full of stars.

Thousands of the most devout believers of the state religion walked out of the house and came to the front of the palace, kneeling on the biting cold ground.

Their hands were holding candlelight, which seemed faint, and thousands of cups gathered together, but were extremely bright.

Anhua knelt in front, his face paler than his sacrificial wardrobe, and tears could be seen on it.

As more and more believers, more and more candlelight will become until it becomes a sea of ​​light.

There was no sound of begging, but the atmosphere was so low that I could hear crying from time to time.

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After Bishop Umekawa died at the National Education College, a lot of discussions arose in Kyoto.

Those arguments are naturally very unfavorable to Chen Changsheng.

Tonight, as these thunders and the sea of ​​light shook the entire Kyoto, public opinion also changed rapidly.

The people had long forgotten what they said during dinner and looked angrily at the sect behind the maple forest, the royal palace of Taiping Road, and even the imperial palace.

These anger that has not yet broken through the ground has made the big men living in those places feel extremely vigilant and angry.

They were eager to know what was going on in the palace and wanted to grasp all the details.

The eyeliner in Li Palace and the digital Tianji Pavilion Star Gathering Artist painters who are now under the control of the imperial court played a very important role at this time.

In the hall filled with holy light, the words Chen Changsheng said at the highest point were so clear.

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"Who can this threaten the table?"

A sarcastic sarcasm appeared on Tian Hai Chengwu's face: "Do you think that relying on those mediocre people can make Dao Zun give in?"

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"This method of retreating to advance is very sophisticated."

King Xiang rubbed the fat meat on his stomach and said with a sad face: "It's not good for the court to tear down this archway directly, right?"

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Different people have different understandings of Chen Changsheng’s words.

For ordinary people, this is the saint who is a little discouraged by the sinister situation.

For the big shots, this is just a means he used to fight against Shang Xingzhou and the old-school forces.

Whether it comes to ridicule or feels a headache for this, the big guys actually think this method is very powerful.

Only Xu Yourong and Tang Sanshiliu knew that this was not a means.

Because Chen Changsheng really thought so when he said that.

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Xu Yourong said: "It is against your original intention to do these things, and it is indeed a bit hard to contradict your Taoism."

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't want to do these things myself, so how can I watch you do them for me?"

Xu Yourong said calmly: "Maybe we are the people who like to do these things?"

Chen Changsheng said: "No one is born to like killing, like fighting for power, and likes to deceit."

Xu Yourong said calmly: "When I was born, I didn't like playing mahjong, but that's because I don't know."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Are you disappointed in me?"

"Of course not, because you don't want to be a pope, you will be a good pope."

Xu Yourong said: "Just like your senior brother, he doesn't want to be an emperor, so he becomes a good emperor."

Tang Sanshiliu's angry voice came from outside the hall.

"I'll leave first." She said to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng said: "Senior brother is a very close person."

Xu Yourong said: "But I am not."

Chen Changsheng was stunned.

Xu Yourong turned around and walked out of the palace.

A moment later, she came to the front of the imperial city.
Chapter completed!