Way of Choices

Wang Liangsun will not participate in this war, at least at the beginning, but he must show his attitude, so he left a sentence and a name.

That name represents half of Liang Wangfu's family property and Liang Hongzhuang, the master of the starry world.

Wang Liangsun has already obtained the appointment of the military through Mo Yu. The place where Liang Hongzhuang is going is Yonglan Pass. He will definitely become a general, and he will stay in a safer place on the battlefield, but the general will die in a hundred battles, not to mention that this is destined to be a long-lasting battle across Japan. Who can guarantee that he can come back alive?

And Liang Hongzhuang knows her temperament and is convinced that it may be difficult to come back alive.

The so-called death is the case, but before that, there are still some wishes, such as those people still alive.

Over the years, his relationship with Xunyang Chengshou, Archbishop and others has been very good.

Although his relationship with King Liang was very general, he was after all the king of Liang's mansion, and the big figures in the city of Xunyang always gave him some face.

All of this is for today.

Liang Hongzhuang was already ready to kill all of them tonight.

He knew the preferences of these people and made a full article between the cow candle, the painted wall and the red lantern and the food.

Not to mention, there were several former Tianji Pavilion Assassins invited by him at night.

When you saw the red lantern, Xu Yourong felt the fleeting killing, so she frowned.

Eventually, Liang Hongzhuang changed his mind. Until a long time later, no one knew why, and he could not know.

In the coming summer, there will be a breakout on the grassland, and he will die under the steel hammer of the ninth demon.

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Sitting at the table, looking at his face in the mirror, Chen Changsheng sighed, thinking about the story that Liang Hongzhuang had not finished.

A rustling voice came from behind him. He looked back and saw that the figure in the veil was graceful, and the faint flower pattern on the white hood was vaguely visible.

He hurried over and packed the bedding on the floor so as not to get in the way.

Xu Yourong got out of bed, simply washed, dressed in a single coat, without buttons, walked to the window and pushed with both hands.

The morning wind entered the window and landed on her face, brushing the slightly wet black hair.

Chunguang also entered the house.

Every room is spring.

Looking at this picture, Chen Changsheng naturally remembered many years ago.

It was in this inn, also a bright spring day.

He shouted at the whole city of Xunyang, where Li Shan Xiaoshu's uncle Su Li was here.

Sudden wind and rain, repeated **** battles.

Today he doesn't need to shout this sentence, and of course, being with Xu Yourong is much more pleasant than being with Su Li.

The most important difference is that the human race at that time was divided, whether it was between the old and new national religions, or between the Tianhai Shenghou and the Chen clan, and the biggest crack was between the north and the south, even the benevolent like the pope. , All thought to kill Su Li, not to mention others.

Now it is completely different.

Luoyang took Huoyunlin to Congzhou, and Xue He remained silent.

Liang Wangfu moved his family, but left half of his wealth. Liang Hongzhuang eventually did not kill him, and went directly to Yonglan Pass.

There is still hatred and cracks are still there, but it is nothing.

The human race now has unprecedented unity.

Everyone knows that the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to expedite to the north-after hundreds of years, the human race will once again launch an attack on the demons. This time the goal is very clear. Snowed the old town, defeated each other completely, and then conquered each other.

In front of such a war, nothing matters, whether it is a private enmity thousands of years ago or a conflict between ideas.

This is true for all generations.

Xu Yourong didn't look back, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the spring light in the city of Xunyang. It was like a rabbit that had just woken up. It was a little cute.

"How do you talk about staying in Baidi City for so long?"

Last winter solstice, the National Education Mission left Kyoto and went to the demon territory tens of thousands of miles away. Pope Chen Changsheng was in the team.

Until the day before yesterday, the spring was deep, Xiao Zhang will return, and Chen Changsheng did not leave on the white crane.

It has been more than 100 days.

Chen Changsheng said: "Although there are precedents in everything, but after all, it has been hundreds of years. It is not difficult for Bai Di to promise to join forces, but the details are very troublesome."

Xu Yourong said: "It seems more difficult than fishing on the Red River."

When she said this, there was no expression on her face.

But everyone knows what emotion she wants to express.

Listening to this sentence, Chen Changsheng was stunned, and vaguely understood why she had behaved so indifferently from the night before to today, but for a time, she didn't know how to explain it.

At the next moment, he suddenly remembered the instructions of Tang Thirty-six, his expression changed slightly and shouted: "Look, there are kites in the sky."

Xu Yourong raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the sky outside the window.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward and hugged her from the back, arms folded, just right.

"I won't let go."

"The entire continent is so united, how can we split?"

"The confluence of North and South, the integration of North Korea and North Korea, all point to us."

"You just follow."

"Or, I got you."

Xu Yourong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nothing.

It should have been a disgusting emotion. Under the light of the spring, why did it seem so cowardly?

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The morning light drizzled and reappeared in this old place, and everyone was lonely avoiding it.

Across more than ten miles, looking at Kyoto from afar, the convoy was divided into two columns, one along Luoshui Jing, and the other went to the distance.

The distance of Kyoto is not elsewhere in the mainland, but Luoyang. This is a very poetic statement.

When going to Kyoto from Xining town many years ago, Chen Changsheng passed by Luoyang, but he did not enter the city at that time.

Luoyangju is not easy, and the inns there are considered expensive.

This is Chen Changsheng's first visit to Luoyang and his first visit to Changchun.

This is the first time in ten years that he has seen his master Shangxing Zhou.

In the first battle of the State Education College, the business firm retreated from Luoyang, but it was impossible to see it in Changchun, ten years ago.

The past is gone, but it is not as good as the wind. The human race is now very united, but there are always some cracks, which are between some people and things.

The deepest and most important crack is naturally between Chen Changsheng and Shangxing Zhou.

The business firm has been ignoring political affairs for many years, but he is still alive and represents a party, or a lot of faith.

The Taoists of Changchun Temple did not stop it, and calmly passed in Chen Changsheng's request for opinion.

So even if their view was killed by Liu Qing, who was invited by Chen Changsheng ten years ago, they still maintained their courtesy towards Chen Changsheng, without any hatred.

This kind of existence without emotion, or without subjective consciousness, is really terrible.

Only such Taoists can force Xiao Zhang into the snowfield, right?

Chen Changsheng thought in silence, and then got a response from Guanli.

A 6- or 7-year-old Taoist ran out of Changchun Temple and gasped and said, "The ancestor said, I will not see you today!"

Chen Changsheng reached out and squeezed the little priest's red face in the snow, and said with a smile: "Tell the ancestors, this is a matter of Baidi City."

No one stopped his footsteps, it seems that this sentence really makes sense for Shangxing Zhou.

There are fields everywhere in Changchun Temple.

The rice planted in the field is not rice, and the pine trees on the ridge are beautiful, but it does not mean that the field is planted with scenery.

A faint breath enveloped the fields in early spring, and dozens of temples in Taoist temples were originally planted with herbs.

Under the guidance of the little Taoist, Chen Changsheng walked to this medicine field, picked up the medicine **** on the ridge, and began weeding and moving the leaves.

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