Chapter 670: A will

The clear light of autumn spilled on the inside and outside of the library building, it was very quiet.
Suddenly there was a voice, which was old, calm, elegant, unhurried and convincing.
Her husband Lin said: "I know what you think. Your majesty is threatened by us traitors, so it was only three days ago that the will was sent out, so that people surrounded the State College of Education and would not let the people inside leave , But you are wrong, it is indeed the will that His Majesty himself personally prepared, because... he wants to keep you."
While saying this, he kept looking at the young man by the window, or staring at each other as if he wanted to see through. However, the young man did not respond, and no matter what he heard, he still kept his head down and said nothing. Why is there no response? Whether it is gratitude, unbelief, sarcasm, anger, or something else, there should always be some emotional changes after hearing these words, right?
The library is still quiet, or for this reason, Mrs. Lin did not go on to say anything or read the will, but let quiet continue.
I don't know how long after that, the young man finally raised his head and looked out at the cold autumn scenery outside the window.
Three days have passed since the battle of Tianshuling. His face is still so pale, obviously thinner, but his expression is still very calm.
No sorrow and anger, no perplexity or confusion can be seen on his face, just calm.
The naive eyebrows have become more calm because of thoughtful thoughts, not the juvenile veterans in the past, but the real maturity.
In a night, after so many things, through life and death, and seeing so many ugly or magnificent scenery, anyone will become mature?
Thinking of these things, Grandpa Lin looked into the young man's eyes and unexpectedly brought a little pity.
The bright yellow decree had been taken out of his sleeve, not unfolded, but held in his hands like a gun.
"You know what I am going to do at the National College of Education today." Her husband Lin was silent for a long time, and then said, "I want to take the body of the mother."
The library is still quiet, the autumn wind pours in from the window, and sloppy back and forth between the bookshelf and the floor.
"And then?" Chen Changsheng said.
For three days and three nights, he did not eat, drink, or open his mouth until this time.
His speech is very slow, and his voice is very dry, like the three autumn deserts exposed to the sun.
"You finally spoke."
Grandpa Lin looked at him and said, there was a lot of emotion in his voice.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I have spoken before. If I don't speak, how can you get here?"
When he said this, he was still looking out the window. Outside the window was the grass that was turning yellow, the cold autumn lake and the big banyan tree by the lake. His voice was calm, there seemed to be no emotion, his expression was serious, and there was no ridicule, because it was only a calm and objective explanation.
However, Grandpa Lin was unable to adapt and felt that his chest was blocked.
This is a fact, although it is somewhat meaningless, but it is a fact after all, that is, he let Su Moyu open the door of the Academy of State Education.
It has nothing to do with her husband, Lin, or with the imperial edict, but he wants to speak.
Just as a teenager in the Liziyuan Inn said three years ago, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are very unexplainable.
The room was quiet again until her husband Lin spoke again.
"Yes, but you still speak." He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "It's like not everyone will die with the State College of Education after all."
"The National College of Education is not a star picking institute, there are no strict school rules, and there are no moral codes. This is just a place to learn. What qualifications are required for these?"
To those teachers and students who left the National College of Education, Chen Changsheng did not have any hatred, nor did he feel the need to explain to the old eunuch.
"And then?" he asked, looking at the autumn scenery outside the window.
This is repetition and strengthening, and more importantly, this is the answer he wants to know.
"After taking the holy queen's phoenix body back, it was naturally a beautiful burial, no... of course it was a state burial." Her husband Lin said with a blank expression: "Although in my opinion, the demon queen should be humiliated and thrown away Into the stinking ditch, but she is after all the first emperor's match, her majesty's biological mother, status here, you do not need to worry about these issues."
Chen Changsheng still quietly looked at the autumn scenery outside the window and said, "I have buried her."
The library is quiet again, for a long time, without any sound.
Since it has been buried, there is naturally a tomb. If there is a tomb, it cannot be excavated, even if it is a decree.
Because there are ethics, rules, and the dead.
"Since the tombs in Zhou Yuan can be opened, there are no tombs that cannot be opened."
Her husband Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him and said, "You can tell me where her graveyard is."
She was buried deep in the Baicao Garden.
Chen Changsheng thought silently and did not answer.
In the past few years, he met the Empress Tianhai several times, all in the Baicao Garden.
He did not ask the Queen Mother why she likes to drink tea in the Baicao Garden, the little stone table, the iron teapot, and black and white tea, what does it mean to her.
But in Baicao Garden, she touched his face, looked at his eyes, he saw recollection in her eyes, he knew she liked it the most because there was the best time she had ever had.
Therefore, he buried her in the Baicao Garden.
"Does President Chen want to resist the purpose?"
Her husband Lin's eyes narrowed more and more fiercely, his sharpness revealed, and his tone was extremely tough.
This was the first time he used the dean to call Chen Changsheng very serious and his expression was very serious.
Chen Changsheng looked at the autumn scenery outside the window and did not speak.
It was only then that he discovered that autumn without rain was not really interesting.
No rain fell on the red or yellow leaves. The soot that grew outside the courtyard wall scattered the sunlight. It was no longer beautiful, but sticky, which was a bit unpleasant.
He doesn't like this kind of autumn.
"Whether Zhu Luo or the stargazer, after death, they will turn into dust and streamer, return to the Xinghai, and leave no traces on earth. The realm of her mother is far more than these two winds and rains. If she wants to, she can die It turned into a stardust, but she didn't, you can understand why?"
Her husband Lin came to the building and stood on the dark and bright floor.
The high threshold is behind him.
He looked at Chen Changsheng and continued, "Because the mother-in-law knows that you are serious and knows that you will definitely leave with her remains, then it will leave so much trouble now."
When he said this, his tone became a little dignified or heavy, and his expression was very serious.
Chen Changsheng understood what he meant, knowing that most people in the world thought the same way, but he didn't believe it.
Before a person like Tianhai Shenghou, before returning to Xinghai, how can he feel the little things behind him?
Unfortunately, no one will believe this.
"The demon queen died at the top of Heavenly Book Tomb, you have merit, not to mention, you are still your majesty's brother."
The voice of her grandfather Lin became more and more severe: "But everyone saw it, she saved you at the top of Tianshuling Peak, and also saw that you left with her on her back."
Chen Changsheng still looked at the autumn scenery outside the window without speaking.
Grandpa Lin said: "In the eyes of others, you are nothing now, ignore you, or kill you, it is a very simple thing, even the dean of the business, thinks that leaving you use nothing, leaving you useless, but... …I don’t think so, so today I came to the National College of Education to give an award because I want to give you a chance.

Chen Changsheng blinked, as if to crush all the autumn ideas outside the window.
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