Chapter 580 Life Is Just Countless Multiple Choice Questions (Part 1)

The wind on the lake is thousands of ways, and somehow it passes through the formation and comes to the field, thinning the fog and lowering the temperature.

Such was the mood of the two of them at the scene.

"My medical skills are not as good as those of Shang, nor as good as those of Yin."

Old Man Tianji looked at him and said, "If neither of them can do anything, I don't know how to proceed."

Chen Changsheng looked into the distance. On the other side of the blown fog, he could vaguely see the blue lake, which was very beautiful.

"However, according to my speculation, since your problem is the blockage of meridians caused by the explosion of the solar disk when you were a baby, then if you don't try to practice, or even directly dissipate all the true energy in the body, or you can barely maintain the original state, At least...the outbreak of the injury can be delayed for a while."

After hearing what Old Man Tianji said, Chen Changsheng looked away and asked, "Senior, how confident are you?"

Regarding this matter, Old Man Tianji had been calculating for a long time when he was unconscious and said directly: "Twenty percent."

20%, this is really a somewhat embarrassing number. It is said to be hope, but it is a bit slim. It is said to be despair, but it is clear that the way forward can be seen.

Chen Changsheng knew a lot of things today, a lot of things about himself, but there was still a big shadow at the end of the road ahead.

If it were anyone else who had gone back and forth between hope and despair several times, he would have been on the verge of a mental breakdown, but he didn't.

He even quickly got rid of his previous emotions and regained his true calm.

Old Man Tianji's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already stirred up - with this child's character, how could he not have attained the right path if God had not faked his destiny?

Chen Changsheng's mind was really terrifying. He regained his composure at an unimaginable speed and even forgot about the previous conversation.

Then he asked a very naive question.

"Senior, which side are you on?"

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If someone else had asked Old Man Tianji such a question, the end would have been miserable.

But Chen Changsheng's identity is very special, whether it is his relationship with the Pope, Shang, or his possible relationship with the Queen.

Old man Tianji actually answered truthfully.

"I have always had a good relationship with Li Gong, but I have a bad relationship with Yin. My relationship with your Zhou Kingdom is not good, but I have a good relationship with the empress."

"Then...if I am really Prince Zhaoming...will the Holy Empress kill me?"

Chen Changsheng's next question was not only naive, but even a little excessive.

What's even more outrageous is that Old Man Tianji actually answered again.

"Based on what I know about your empress, she will eventually. She has been waiting for two years, but she cannot wait forever."

"Why?"

"Have you ever heard of the rumors about changing one's fate against the will of heaven?"

"I always thought it was just a rumor."

"Rumors often come from truth, and truth can even be stranger than rumors."

Chen Changsheng was silent.

There is a certain saying that has been circulating on the mainland.

Hundreds of years ago, the Holy Empress was expelled from the palace by Emperor Taizong. In the Herb Garden, she met two friends and learned the secret of changing her destiny against heaven.

Those two friends are the current Pope, and his master, Shang Xingzhou, the former dean of the Chinese Academy of Education.

The Holy Queen swore to the stars that she was willing to cut off her bloodline in exchange for this immortal achievement.

"Is the bloodline cut off..." he murmured.

Old Man Tianji looked into his eyes and said quietly: "Destiny never makes a one-shot deal. There is no end to changing one's destiny against the will of heaven. From sacrificing to the starry sky to returning to the sea of ​​​​stars, it is going on all the time, empress. If her destiny-defying transformation is to be fulfilled, she cannot have any blood descendants."

"What if there is?"

"If there is, that is the gap in her destiny, her greatest weakness."

"But...if I am really Prince Zhaoming, then the empress...she is my mother."

When Chen Changsheng thought about this problem, his emotions became uncontrollably complicated.

Old Man Tianji's expression was very calm, even a little cold: "I once had many children, but they are all dead."

Chen Changsheng said: "Where is Princess Pingguo?"

Old Man Tianji said: "Many people, including me, know that Princess Pingguo is not the empress's biological daughter, but she doesn't know it herself."

Chen Changsheng was shocked and speechless when he suddenly heard such news, and then found that many things he didn't understand before had answers.

For example, the Holy Queen is very fond of Princess Pingguo, but her education is very problematic.

For example, when Princess Pingguo wants to compete with Xu Yourong for favor, she will always lose.

"If the empress has any descendants in this world, it can only be Xu Yourong."

Old Man Tianji seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "Although this is the inheritance of spiritual and bloodline talents."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time and asked, "Since you have a good relationship with your empress, why do you tell me these secrets?"

Old Man Tianji said: "Because I hope to help you make the right choice."

While saying this, he glanced at the peach in Chen Changsheng's hand.

The peach has been peeled for a long time, and the color of the flesh has not changed, but it always feels like it is no longer fresh.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment and then said, "What can I choose?"

Old Man Tianji said: "You can pretend you don't know anything, return to Kyoto, and then be executed by the empress, or you can choose to leave, remain anonymous, and disappear."

Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at him and asked, "But why should I choose?"

"Because... I don't want my mother to face such a difficult multiple-choice question again." Old Man Tianji said with emotion: "She has been hesitating since you entered Kyoto, otherwise you would have died long ago... The tiger eats its own child. , how sad this is.”

Chen Changsheng's nose twitched slightly and his breath became a little thicker.

Only those who know him best know that this is a sign that he is in a very bad mood.

In more than a year, he has rarely performed like this.

So Luo Luo knew, Tang Sanliu knew, but even Xu Yourong didn't know.

"What about those who were eaten by tigers? What about those who were eaten by tigers? Aren't they more miserable and miserable?"

He looked into the eyes of old man Tianji and said: "And I may not be Prince Zhaoming. Even if I am, I shouldn't make the choice. It should be her. You want me to remain anonymous and disappear, so why can't she pretend to be nothing?" You know, do nothing?”

Old Man Tianji said: "Because you have already appeared in Kyoto, how can I pretend not to see you? From the National Education Academy to the Ivy Banquet, from Meili Sha's announcement on the Imperial Palace Shinto to the first place in the imperial examination, there are too many I deliberately let my queen see you."

Chen Changsheng said: "So what if I saw it?"

Old Man Tianji said: "If you are really Prince Zhaoming, then you are the most fatal gap for the empress to change her destiny. If you stay in Kyoto for one more day and she sees you for one more day, it will be unimaginable torture for her. If she always leaves you alone, then you will eventually become her nemesis. In fact, many people felt something about the night when you determined the destiny star at the National Education College two years ago, and I have been calculating these days, and finally confirmed It’s true.”

After hearing these words, Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time.

The so-called starry sky and the so-called destiny are all presented on the Heavenly Book Stele. The so-called defiance of heaven and the so-called change of fate are all recorded in Wang Zhice's notes. He has seen it, he has read it, and he remembers clearly that the lines woven by the stars on the Heavenly Book Stele are uncertain. Wang Zhice wrote at the beginning of his notes: There is no destiny!

"There is no destiny," he whispered.

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(There is a chapter in Jiang Ye that I like very much, and it is also a chapter that many readers like. It tells that life is like a topic and all kinds of obsessions. This chapter is about the topic again. Yes, like Jiang Ye, it starts to break the topic.)