In the past two years accompanied by the sun and rain, Xu Le has read a lot of books related to the history of the empire, and is often stimulated by the smell of bloody conspiracy hidden behind those simple sentences.
The path to the dragon's chair was undoubtedly the most difficult path in the world, but it was not suitable for the empire and the current him.
As the only descendant of the Bai Hibiscus Huai family, the only one is the biggest advantage.
He doesn't need to care what Emperor Huaifucha thinks of his own son, he doesn't need to be vigilant or shameless, he doesn't need to play the role of a good prince who is repentant and filial, and he doesn't need to wear a hypocritical mask made of gold and iron.
He didn't need to do anything, he could Shi Shiran return to the black and blue palace, in the name of the crown prince, secretly holding the network and force of the resistance organization, and silently waiting for the emperor to grow old and die.
Then he will become the new emperor, the only master of the hundreds of billions of people in the Zuotian Star Domain.
If the imperial family wants to make some kind of test to Xu Le, if Huai Fucha needs some deeds to convince those unwilling distant relatives, then the credit for the collapse of the empire's largest resistance organization has fallen into his hands many years in advance with the indifferent words of the old man Tang Zhizhong.
At that time, she, the only one qualified and capable of stopping all this from happening, will definitely remain silent, and even indifferently control the terrifying peach miasma mecha, rampaging in the Zuotian Star Domain, and knocking out all the royal nobles who dare to question this decision.
Her Royal Highness, a powerful princess, did not hesitate to risk Xu Le's life experience when she just risked her life and went straight to the Federation.
And the white courtyard hidden behind the curtain of the Bai Hibiscus Huai Dynasty, which is more mysterious and powerful than the Seven Families of the Federation, will be happy to see Xu Le become the ruler of this star field, in addition to the origin of the teacher, it is also related to the fanaticism of the master fan for love and peace.
Xu Le sat silently at the table, the two hands hanging beside him had already been placed on the table in advance, subconsciously holding the teacup, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his eyes became more and more confused, and it only took a short time for him to use the engineer's mechanical logic to deduce the other party's proposal, and he came to the above conclusion.
As the old man Tang Zhizhong said, as long as he agrees to their request and fulfills today's agreement in the years to come, then he will become the most worthy description of the generation of kings in the history books.
However, the new era only means change, no one knows whether it is the best era or the worst era, and this change is so drastic and far-reaching that Xu Le has to fall into some anxious and chaotic contemplation, not knowing how to answer and how to choose, only silence.
The old man Tang Zhizhong could feel the fierce psychological struggle process at this time, so he just waited quietly, he believed that the dead Voss still had himself, and he would not mistake the young man on the other side of the table, he believed that no matter how long he waited, there would be a result after all, and it would be a good result.
The confrontation between silence and waiting for the silence to end was forcibly interrupted by a sudden noise, and the locked door was violently pushed open as the walls creaked out of shape.
Qi Dabing walked to Xu Le's side with a blue face, looked at the old man Tang Zhizhong across the table and said in a deep voice: "We are all willing to sacrifice for great ideals, but have you ever thought about it, why is this person worthy of our trust?"
Tang Zhizhong frowned and said, "Trust this kind of thing can't be proven, I trust your teacher, Voss and my own judgment." ” "Because of this inexplicable trust, you want hundreds of thousands of valiant warriors in the entire organization, and don't forget that he is the biological son of the tyrant of Wyfcha, although he grew up in the Federation, he still has the filthy blood of Hibiscus Wyair in his veins" Qi Dabing's neck was bruised, he waved his arms, and asked angrily: "And even if he is worthy of our trust now, what about after we put him on the throne of the emperor?"
"Three years ago, you told all your comrades that position can change people, and unrestrained power can corrupt the noblest feelings of mankind, so you opposed my succession to the position of leader of the organization, and instead set up a committee of seven."
"Okay, I believe that you are out of public intentions, so I accepted the organization's decision, so why do you believe that after this guy becomes the emperor, that position will not change him, why do you believe that the absolutely unrestricted imperial power will not corrupt him?"
"There are many comrades like me who are willing to sacrifice, but we are not willing to sacrifice such senselessly" Qi Dabing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "If he becomes the emperor of the empire, but he is not willing to carry out today's agreement at all, and is unwilling to give up the rights in his hands, what will the organization that has lost its power at that time hold him accountable or we can only scold him a few words without pain."
The old man Tang Zhizhong's mood became depressed, he looked at Qi Dabing coldly, and said, "This is a resolution agreed by the majority of the members of the committee, and I insist on it. ” "Nope."
Qi Dabing raised his chin slightly, cut iron and said, "Unless he does something to prove that he is not the same thing as those hateful royal families." ” He looked down at Xu Le and said indifferently: "Mu En has been closely protected by the Imperial Intelligence Agency, we have not been able to kill him, if you want us to believe you, you must bring his head to me within a month, with your current status, it should not be difficult to complete this matter." ” Xu Le raised his head, looked at Qi Dabing's slightly distorted face, his brain, which was already in a state of anxiety, suddenly calmed down, and he was silent for a moment and said, "As far as I know, although Mu En left the resistance, he didn't do anything for the Intelligence Agency except for the visit to the Federation three years ago, and he didn't betray any of you. ” After a pause, he continued: "Aside from the standpoint, Mu En should be regarded as my friend, he once saved me back then, so I can't fulfill this request of yours. ” Qi Dabing didn't seem surprised by his answer, looked at him and said in a deep voice: "I don't care about your remarks to defend that shameful treason, since you are not willing to kill him, then I suggest to you a second plan to prove yourself: kill Huai Caoshi." ” Xu Le frowned and looked at him for a long time, and asked, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"I know she's your own sister."
Qi Dabing said angrily: "But don't forget, this princess has the blood of countless comrades flowing in the palm of her hand, in the face of a just cause, such a thing as family blood is an object that must be forgotten and abandoned, not to mention that this is originally a sinful, dirty, rotten and backward family bloodline."
Xu Le's thick eyebrows furrowed more and more sharply, and he looked at him silently.
"If you don't understand this, and prove that you don't have a firm revolutionary idea at all, I can't watch you take power of the organization, and I will do everything in my power to stop you."
Hearing these strange and oppressive announcements, Xu Le's frowning brows gradually relaxed, not because he had figured out something, but because he remembered something.
The girls on the tower in Linhai Prefecture back then, those young students full of revolutionary optimism, he calmly recalled, and then identified something.
"Emotionally, in fact, I have always leaned towards you, until this moment, because I can't accept that an organization waving the banner of idealism would actually use this method only used by bandits and gangs, which is considered the kidnapping of two murderers from each other."
The sharp light in Qi Dabing's eyes gradually calmed down, he looked at Xu Le condescendingly with his hands behind his back, and after a moment of silence, he didn't say a word anymore, and turned to leave.
"I'm sorry, but if the mind is something that is easy to turn, then you didn't need to think for that long beforehand, it is clear that the minds of some comrades within our organization have not yet turned the corner."
The old man Tang Zhizhong sighed, got up and said to Xu Le, but the feeling in his heart was a little weird, because Qi Dabing rushed into the room and this performance was obviously meaningless, as if it was just to provoke Xu Le and make him not accept this agreement.
"I'm sorry."
Xu Le looked at the old man and said.
The old man Tang Zhizhong's expression was slightly dark, and he immediately smiled and raised his hand to block the second half of his words, and said sincerely: "Please don't make a hasty decision because of momentary mood swings, I think you need to sit alone and think about it at this time." ” After saying this, the old man slowly walked out of the room with his body bent, and when the door closed, Xu Le suddenly felt that his figure looked extremely tired, very similar to some figures he had seen in his life, such as the leader of Voss in a wheelchair, such as Minister Zou Yingxing after staying up late at work, such as the old man on the hospital bed by the lake in Philadelphia.
Probably because of the déjà vu on his back, Xu Le didn't bear to say his decision immediately, but according to the old man's request, he sat alone in the lonely room and began to think, or began to prepare for later actions.
A few minutes later, Philip's voice rang in Xu Le's ears, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the closed door, his slightly narrowed pupils full of shock.
The door was pushed open again, only this time softly and politely.
The person who walked into the room was still Qi Dabing, he carefully wiped his slender fingers with a white hot towel, walked straight to the old man's previous seat and sat down slowly, looking up at Xu Le calmly.
The appearance of the excited, angry and enthusiastic revolutionary leader in the prime of life has long since disappeared, and his face is now full of confidence and calmness based on strength, as well as a palpitating calm.
"I think now the two of us can talk about the future arrangements."
To be continued: