Chapter 430: Night

The prince is the natural heir to the throne. If there is a prince in Dazhou now, or the contradiction between the state religion and the Queen Mother will not evolve to the extent it is today, the situation on the mainland will be much smoother - in fact, Dazhou did have a prince, He is the son of the first emperor and the empress, the prince Zhaoming.
It is a pity that all the crown princes of Da Zhou have no good ending. The prince after the founding of the great ancestor died in the Baicao Garden. The incident of Prince Zhaoming was also unfortunate, but it can also be said that he was relatively lucky because he was already dead at a very young age.
Soon after Emperor Xiandi died, Prince Zhaoming died of illness in his baby.
But no one believes, of course, no one believes, how can the blood of the royal family and the queen queen be combined, how could it be a premature child?
There are countless opinions about Prince Zhaoming’s death.
There is a saying that is most widely circulated-when the Chen clan and the old forces of the State Church joined forces to oust the Queen Mother from the throne. In that thrilling struggle, the Queen Mother and the Pope won the final victory, hundreds The prince and nobility of the Chen family were either killed or exiled. The teachers and students of the National College of Education were killed and injured, leaving only the miserable frost grass and the broken well, but the Holy Queen also paid a great price for this. Prince Zhaoming was killed by the enemy of the Queen Mother in the rebellion.
There is another saying that is very widespread, but it is not heard in tea houses or inns, and is only disturbed in the dark. That kind of argument is more cruel and cruel.
Some people think and secretly continue to publicize that the empress dowager was expelled from the palace by His Majesty Taizong hundreds of years ago and spent his miserable days in the Baicao Garden. Secretly, she vowed to the starry sky that she would rather have her bloodline cut off in exchange for her life-changing life. Prince Zhaoming’s death was the curse of her life-changing life, or even condemnation, or even...maybe it was for her to complete What you do to take the initiative to do your best!
In those gloomy rumors, the narrators seemed to see the and terrible picture in the palace with their own eyes, and said that it was lifelike-how the hand of the queen mother passed through the swaddle, reaching out to the crying baby, beautiful There was no expression on the dignified face, but a tear fell down the corner of his eyes, and then the crying calmed down, and the quietness of the night palace was palpable.
If it was the condemnation caused by the Queen Mother's rebellion against the sky in the past, which caused her to succumb to her grandchildren, and the lonely family will die, this heaven and the Xinghai are too cold and terrible. If it was the Queen Mother who killed her only biological son in order to complete her untimely change of life, she would be a lonely man in this mainland, then she would be too cold and terrible.
Either way, Prince Zhaoming is dead. He died in cold and terrible reasons, and he died very innocently. No one dared to mention this matter again, whether it was the Chen family or the Chinese religion. Only the mad Lord Qin Tianjian, Master Hu, even though Zhou Tong had all his fingernails removed, still told the world with mouth, Prince Zhaoming... not dead. Then, just as Zhou Tong was about to pull out the tongue of Lord Hu, the Queen Mother gave her kindness and let Lord Hu return to her hometown to retreat.
But in the eyes of many people, this is not benevolence, guilty conscience, or a psychological comfort of the self. What happened in the palace? How did Prince Zhaoming die? Why is my mother guilty? So, the cruel and terrible statement spread more widely, of course, still in the middle of the night.
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The palace at night was quiet, but the night of early summer was infinitely chilly.
The leader lowered his head and did not dare to look at the Queen Mother.
The quiet courtyard turned into a cold snowfield in an instant, and no snowflakes could be seen, but a thin piece of ice gradually condensed on the surface of the pond.
When the sage touched the world, his mood was agitated, and he was shocked, and his mood was gloomy, and there was darkness at night, his mood was low but gloomy.
Just when the leader felt that his knowledge of the sea was about to be frozen and cracked, the Queen Mother's voice finally rang again. Her voice is very calm and very light, just like the pool water under the thin ice: "All the people in the world are my sons, Xiang Wang and Xiang Wang are also my sons. The life and death of Zhaoming is never important."
Never important, then it may not be important before.
The leader's head was lower, as if he was about to touch the cold ground, and gradually disappeared into the night backwards.
A black sheep walked slowly outside the garden, the fur was as dark as jade, and it came out of the night, as if it had brought out a part of the night.
Is the truth covered up by the darkness? What about the night itself?
The Queen Mother looked at it blankly and asked, "So what about you? Why are you willing to be close to him? Who is he?"
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Tonight is Chen Changsheng’s first night back to the National College of Education. Like the nights before, after eating dinner and walking along the lake, he naturally walked into the library. Luoluo returned to the palace. Tang 36 was still in the Tianshu Mausoleum, Xuanyuan was smashing the tree, and his sleeves were still in Zhou Prison. He didn’t know what he should do, so he could continue to practice.
The starlight passed through the glaze, and the snow flakes passed through the sparse leaves. Instead of staying on his clothes and skin, he went directly into the depths of his body. The snow on the field was getting thicker and thicker, although the lake outside Lingtai Mountain was far from changing Cheng Wangyang, but the water has grown a lot. The gate of the Youfu stone at the end of the slanting stone steps in the mountains has been fully opened. The soft light from Ningfu emerges from the cave, and it is scattered everywhere in the water, giving a very peaceful a feeling of.
Now he naturally will not be as stunned as before, thinking that the starlight he has drawn has gone elsewhere. He quietly perceives his own star in the distant starry sky and perceives the changes in his body. Time passed slowly. I don't know when, he opened his eyes, woke up, and began to sort out the gains of this day.
When he left the Tianshuling, he was already in the upper reaches. After his trip to Zhouyuan, he encountered so many strong enemies on his way back to South China. The sword heart gradually became more harmonious, and the state became more stable. The pinnacle of the pass. In addition to following Su Li for so long, his progress in swordsmanship is even greater. Adding the two together, he can be said to be invincible below the star field, even if he meets the strong men who have entered the star field. The chance to defeat each other. This fact gave him some relief, but there would be no relaxation, because he never forgot the night.
His time is really not much. Even if he can be said to be the fastest person in history to reach the peak of the pass, but there is still far distance from the distant realm of God, how long will it take? So he must cherish the time-after finishing meditation washing and self-consideration calculation of sitting photos, he started practicing sword skills without stopping.
The snow field and the lake in his body show that he has accumulated a lot of true elements now, far exceeding ordinary practitioners of the same age. The problem is that his meridians are broken, and there is no way to fully utilize those true elements, Su Lijiao His burning sword can only solve part of it, and the cost of burning the sword is too high. With his current state of cultivation, he can only produce three swords at most.
Moreover, burning swords can't be practiced and hurts the body. Hui Jian is also incapable of practicing, it hurts. He only practices stupid swords. Standing on the floor, he kept drawing swords and swords, repeating this simple and boring process, and looked a little clumsy.
After doing it a thousand times, he sat down cross-legged again, and dived into the scabbard.
In the world of scabbards, there are tens of thousands of remaining swords, which are suspended in the space quietly without disturbing each other.
These swords no longer have the prestige in Zhou Yuan for the first time in the world, but after all they were once the famous swords of the famous continent. The sword intention is still strong, and the seemingly empty space has long been occupied by the sword intention.
Divine consciousness travels through Wan Dao Jianyi, which is actually a very dangerous thing. Especially at this time, he did not try to control this Wan Dao sword with Divine Sense, but directly contacted with Wan Jian with Divine Sense.
He will use the sword of Wan Jian to inspire his own sword heart.
His sword heart is now complete, and if it is known, it will be shocked and admired, because this is a very difficult thing, and then the true sword heart is clear. However, Jianxin is lucid and requires too much talent for kendo. Looking at the mainland, he can be truly lucid, but there are only a few people.
The problem is that Chen Changsheng has seen two well-minded people in this day-Su Li and the first-time girl, so he is naturally not satisfied.
Those swords are sharpening stones, and his consciousness is Jian Feng. Or sharp or domineering swordsmanship, keep in touch with his consciousness, rub, cut.
The process was painful. He closed his eyes and did not sweat, but his face gradually turned pale.
Bao Jianfeng came out from Mo Li. The plum blossoms come from bitter cold. They can see rainbow without experiencing wind and rain.
He thought of the famous sayings of these predecessors, and endured unimaginable suffering until the ray of divine knowledge that had fallen into the scabbard became thinner and weaker, and seemed to be loose at any time...
Suddenly, he felt something faintly attracting his consciousness in the back of Wandao Jianyi.
Once I felt the attraction there, the weak and declining consciousness suddenly became a lot more stable and became stronger again.
His consciousness traveled through thousands of swords, slowly drifting towards the far side.
I don't know how long it took, and Qing Zhou finally passed the Ten Thousand Mountains, and his consciousness came to the other side of Jianyi Ocean.
The other side of the Jianyi Ocean turned out to be a real shore, and there was a black stele on the shore, but that was not a real stele, but a phantom.
The black stele was familiar, like a night.
At the moment when I saw the black stone monument, Chen Changsheng's heart naturally had a feeling. This stone monument should be the door to another place.
What is the world of the black stele? What is behind the night? Suddenly, he remembered that the black stone monument was familiar not because of the night and night, but because of the black stone monument, which was the policy of Wang he got from Lingyan Pavilion The appearance of the block of black stone after returning to the Tianshu monument is also the appearance of those monuments around Zhouling.
Does this black stone monument lead to Zhou Garden? Isn't Zhou Yuan destroyed yet?
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(There will be a second chapter, but it will be later.)
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