Cha Shiyin is not raising his own value or intimidating him. He is really not interested in helping the royal family.

The way of heaven is not kind, the way of heaven has no relatives, and the way of heaven is selfless.

The long time has washed Cha Shiyin's "benevolence" to almost thin. Even though he still thinks he is a human, he can no longer regard other Huiyao people as compatriots.

In his eyes, except for the oaths from a thousand years ago and the distant obsession, there is nothing in the world worthy of his concern. Huiyao people and barbarians are no different. Even if he has a better view of Huiyao people, a thick barrier called "Time" has long been between him and all mortals, and no one in this world can understand him.

Time is the magic medicine to heal all scars and also the poison to eliminate all emotions.

Honor and disgrace, compassion, passionate blood, love, friendship, **, sense of justice, supreme power... These mortals' desires cannot restrain him at all. For two thousand years, Cha Shiyin has been an emperor, killed pigs, served as a guest in the Red Dream Place, worked as a beggar with bamboo, and had an unforgettable love affair. They will also waste decades of time because of a promise to satisfy the heroic spirit in their hearts.

He was also a knight who promised to kill people with a lot of money, a politician who was worried about the country and the people, a husband of a virtuous wife, and a gentleman who taught and educated people; he was also a gang leader who ruled the underground world, a petty businessman who was petty and hungry ghost with a lot of wives and concubines...

It’s not that Cha Shiyin claims to be superior to others and becomes affectionate, but that time makes him superior to others and he has to become affectionate. If he is not affectionate, how can he face the passing of countless relatives and friends? If he is not affectionate, how can he experience thousands of joys, sorrows, separations, life and death? If he is not affectionate, how can he accept himself as a garbage that cannot change the world?

The reason why Cha Shiyin cursed so happily just now was that he had already turned over and scolded himself in countless nights of repentance and pain thousands of years ago.

That's right, these rulers are garbage and waste, but his immortal Cha Shiyin is also garbage, not waste, or mediocre people who live in vain?

But Cha Shiyin had long recognized the cruelty of reality and accepted the fact that he was powerless.

He is an immortal person, an unkind person, a person without relatives, and a person without selflessness, but he is a man after all, not a way of heaven, nor a god.

He can't save everyone. How pale justice is in the face of time. Pity can only wail indescribable under the storm of fate.

One thousand two hundred years ago, the prince of the Eastern Palace was killed without understanding. The emperor was angry and buried a million corpses. The family cried and cried all the way. Yanjing was mourning everywhere, and every household was wailing. Cha Shiyin watched; 780 years ago, the three parties were in chaos and led troops into the capital. Tens of thousands of troops fought in Yanjing. The people were tragically ravaged. Cha Shiyin watched; 450 years ago, the demon queen was in chaos and the traitors fought each other. Cha Shiyin watched.

It’s not that he is unwilling to save people, but he can only save a small number of people. Do most of the others deserve to die? Whether they can survive depends entirely on whether they have the luck of meeting Cha Shiyin?

Unfair.

This is unfair.

So Cha Shiyin chose to withdraw himself, calmly examine the sufferings of the world, and watch mortals accept the fair judgment of fate. Perhaps the first time he was watching was just because of slackness, depressedness, and bad mood, but once Cha Shiyin chose to sit in the seat of the onlooker, he could no longer leave it.

Because at that moment, he discovered that this was the only fairness he could give.

Because at that moment, he discovered that he was not a human at all.

He is just an alien in human skin, a heavenly way with a conscience that has not yet been destroyed, a powerless god, and an observer walking in the long river of time. The long years have turned him into an inhuman existence. He will no longer feel compassion for any creature, and can also calmly watch them towards the fairest fate and death.

The guess that all the people are all over is just the tip of the iceberg. Life is worse than death. For Cha Shiyin, it is actually a joy that cannot be obtained. But what is really cruel and sad is that Cha Shiyin unconsciously accepted his own changes and took the initiative to embark on a lonely journey without any companions and no end.

Back to the present.

Since he chose to watch, he now has no reason to take action. For him, the current Yanjing people are not noble and important than four hundred years ago, seven hundred years ago, and one thousand two hundred years ago.

Those people were buried under the wheel of history back then, so why are you worthy of my rescue?

Facing the unfathomable eyes of Chashi, everyone looked at each other. Ming Chaoyan raised his hand carefully and asked: "Will that person holding the sword be the one who obeys the royal family?"

"Theoretically, the army in the outer region should not enter Beijing without orders." Cha Shiyin smiled and said, "How to make others obey your orders is a knowledge that emperors of all dynasties cannot exhaust."

"What's more, the sword-Zhi Jian's lineage has an equal relationship with the royal family. Unless the holy sword is hanging in the air, the sword-Zhi Jian's lineage will not appear in front of the royal family. Let me think about it, the record of the last time the sword-Zhi Jian's lineage contacted the royal family... was already five hundred years ago."

"So, are you trying to hear interesting answers from us before you can die?"

Everyone looked at Mingyue Banquet in horror, but Mingyue Banquet did not have any scruples and said coldly: "It is your idea to seek swords and fight for the throne? Although Sister Shuangli said that you wanted to protect us, it was because you held a swords and fight for the throne, but in my opinion, there is a sense of protection, but the reason for holding a swords and fight for the throne is more because you think it is 'interesting', right?"

"It's worthy of being a feast under the moon." Cha Shiyin smiled and said, "The insight is indeed outstanding."

"A feast under the moon?" Everyone blinked.

Mingyue Yan was stunned: "Have you... read my book?"

"I have collected all your works without missing a single one, and I even bought a few books for the white box as a collection, and the amount of borrowing is also good." Cha Shiyin said: "The feast under the moon is beautiful in writing, delicate in emotions, and the plot is exciting. It can be said that it is the most surprising author in recent years. If you are willing to write something more popular, you will definitely become a famous writer."

The sisters couldn't help laughing, some knew that Mingyue Banquet wrote little yellow books, while others were simply the pseudonym of Mingyue Banquet.

The Mingyue Banquet was full of thoughts. She actually exposed her evil and crazy pseudonym in front of several elders. Even if they hadn't seen it, after a little investigation later, they would definitely know that she had written in "Collection of Celebrities"!

What is social death? This is social death!

"You are right. The main reason why I hold a sword-seeking battle for the throne is that I think this is very interesting."

Cha Shiyin said calmly next to the chair: "It is indeed a very happy thing to watch you young people study, fall in love and squander your youth on campus."

"But not everything can be happy or interesting." Ming Taolang bravely looked at Cha Shiyin: "We are no longer children."

“Growing up doesn’t mean sacrificing.”

"But growing up means taking more responsibilities." Ming Qingyun, who rubbed the leopard cat's head, said: "I'm also scared. I also want to continue to go to school tomorrow, play with classmates, and chat with swordsels... But if I need to contribute my own strength, after hesitation, I will probably still accept my destiny."

“No one is born to save others.”

"But no innocent people should accept the trampling of fate as expected." Ming Dailan took a deep breath and asked loudly: "Sword-holding man, why are you unwilling to save Yan Jing? Do you hate ordinary people in Yan Jing?"

"No, I don't hate them." Cha Shiyin glanced at Ling Jiangli and others: "I don't even hate you who are incompetent. Incompetence is not a derogatory term, but a neutral judgment that is not enough to arouse my disgust."

"That"

"I don't hate the distance but there is a long distance." Ming Shuiyun said, "You really have no reason to save those strangers you have never met before, so you want to find a reason to save from us."

"The answer is correct." Cha Shiyin smiled and said, "Then we should get to the point. First of all, who among you would like to take over this mess and become the Queen of the Beacon in the troubled times?"

No one answered.

"Then ask who else is unwilling?"

No one responded.

"I don't move forward or backward. To be honest, this is a deducting point. But this is a lifelong choice after all, and I can understand your hesitation." Cha Shiyin gently stroked the Holy Sword Huiyao and asked, "Then let me make the decision for you."

"Taolang Palace can only live in the imperial court, immersed in the ocean of memorials all day long, and is flooded by countless state affairs every day. Every move will affect the fate of countless people. Do you feel happy about this kind of life? Is it interesting?"

Ming Taolang was slightly stunned and remained silent.

"Although we are no longer children, fun is still our first principle in doing things. You are not the kind of cage bird that can live in the four directions. You have a destiny that suits you more." Cha Shiyin smiled.

"Dailan Palace, if you become the emperor, it will be your turn to protect that boy Mitangya. Fight for power, intrigue, and intrigue. These political struggles are easy to arouse people. If you don't believe it, look at the difference between the principal and the chief minister."

Ming Dailan subconsciously glanced at Cha Huan and Ling Jiangli. Cha Huan raised her head proudly, and Ling Jiangli had no expression on her face, but she was still scared and shook her head quickly.

"It is a great ambition to be a carefree and beautiful girl who doesn't want to work hard and wants to be happy. Please keep going." Cha Shiyin raised his eyebrows: "You do have carefree capital. I believe that Mietangya will not make you frown before he dies."

"Qingyun Palace, Yanjing is not a good place to keep leopard cats. I think Feng Lu gave you this kitten because he knew your calm and uncontested nature, so he gave it to you, so that he could bite the evildoers who dared to bully you."

Ming Qingyun said with a slight nose, "I am really not suitable for me...I quit."

Cha Shiyin looked at the moon banquet.

"The Moon Banquet Palace, the variant water of Thousand Faces should have been taken away by Haiman."

Speaking of Qianmeng, Mingyueyan couldn't help but turn red when she mentioned the uninhabited corpse, rubbed her eyes and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Although it was an unintentional act, after the Holy Sword Seal connected you and Thousand Faces, it also engraved an indefinite mark on the Variation Water. In other words, although the Variation Water can be ever-changing, with the connection between the Holy Sword Seal, you may be able to find the Haiman who takes Variation Water in the crowd."

"I will recycle the variant water." Mingyueyan said: "His relics must not be taken away by those barbarians."

"That's good. If Huiyao people get the water of variants, they will at most be criminals and cheat money and sex. However, when the barbarians get the water of variants, they will have the opportunity to steal Huiyao's latest technology, and even steal from the top humans to sell the barbarians' peace... Even if you don't recycle it, the sword-wielding lineage will send someone to recycle it."

Cha Shiyin looked at the Ming Dynasty Yan: "Chaoyan Palace, don't force yourself, close your eyes and doze. You are still growing up, and there is nothing you have to do here."

The Ming Dynasty Yan Ru nodded with relief, closed her eyes directly next to the bookshelf next to her. After a while, her breathing calmed down and stayed up all night last night. For the fifteen-year-old, she was exhausted.

"So, in this way... only the Shuangli Palace that the royal court is optimistic about, and the Shuiyun Palace, which has the best points."

Cha Shiyin held his lower eyelids: "To be honest, no matter who among you ascends to the Supreme Position, I can accept it... Shuangli Palace, are you interested in creating miracles to save the world?"

"Ah?" Ming Shuangli seemed to have been wandering around, and raised her head as soon as she woke up, but soon lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Cha Shiyin didn't say anything, but instead made the cabinet ministers such as Jiangli show a strange look on their faces, but the Empress Dowager didn't say anything, so they could only hold it in.

Cha Shiyin was not anxious and quietly waited for Ming Shuangli's reply. After several minutes, Ming Shuangli asked in a low voice: "What would happen if no one held the Holy Sword Huiyao?"

"The army in the fifth district invaded the capital, and there might not be many casualties at the beginning, and even the army in the foreign district did not commit any crimes, giving people the illusion that they were just here to uphold justice." Ling Jiangli said calmly: "But they are not here to do charity after all, but to fight for power and profit, and to seize the throne, and will soon conquer each other and fight."

"Once they fight, they can't wear the mask of kindness. The soldiers will not tell whether you are an enemy or a civilian, nor will they tell whether this is a house or an enemy fortification. Yanjing will be burned down, and countless people will be shaved off by the soldiers like grass, the bustling streets become battlefields, and the ponds are soaked in corpses."

"Those people from outside will not cherish this thousand-year-old capital, nor will they pity their compatriots who live here. In order to prevent the revival of the royal family, they will first raise a butcher knife to the royal family..."

"Okay, let the chief minister." Cha Shiyin said: "Is it interesting to scare a child?"

Ling Jiangli did not refute and stayed aside in silence.

"If no one raises the holy sword, will Yan Jing become miserable?" Ming Shuangli murmured.

Cha Shiyin: "Yes."

"Will the court be destroyed?"

"yes."

"Will the royal family be slaughtered?"

"yes."

"Will Kinki become a place of war?"

"yes."

"The world will never be peaceful?"

“There will not be peace within twenty years.”

Ming Shuangli tightly held the crazy mask on her hand, her expression was extremely entangled and extremely painful: "I, I..."

She bit her lip and lowered her head heavily: "I'm sorry!"

Cha Shiyin shook his head: "No one needs to apologize for not being brave enough."

"It's not that I'm not brave, I, I just..." Ming Shuangli was stuttering and couldn't speak, looking unspeakable.

Cha Shiyin felt something and looked at Cha Huan. The old principal said, "Neruo has worn a crazy mask for too long and has been ravaged and cannot resist. Although he has been rescued, his spirit has been corroded too deeply by the crazy mask, and he is half crazy and half awake. Only when Shuangli Palace is staying next to him can he calm down and restore his rationality."

"It may take more courage to survive for one person than sacrifice for many people." Cha Shiyin said calmly: "People live not to see those who you don't know applaud you. Although there are not many people you love in this world, there are very few people who love you."

Although Ming Shuangli was still a little entangled, her eyes showed firmness and she nodded slightly.

"In this way, all the pressure will be on you, Shuiyun Palace."

Cha Shiyin looked at Mingshuiyun: "There is no other candidate except you."
Chapter completed!