bayedsolid Chapter 337 The Young Singer's Journey 6
Chapter 337 The Young Singer's Journey 6
Is it Sheng Changfeng, who has just entered the imperial court?
Or were it the Qianlong and Yongzheng emperors who held real power?
Or perhaps it was Yang Ying, who unified the world as a princess?
Or perhaps it's the arrogant Xiao Ruojin who dares to slay immortals in the heavens?
There's something wrong with his thinking!
Xiao Yu closed his eyes, trying his best to recall every detail since he transmigrated.
In an instant, memories surged like a tidal wave, giving him a splitting headache.
But he persisted in recalling the past, almost to the point of self-torture, determined to find an answer.
……
As the sun sets in the west, night falls.
The soft moonlight, like a gentle ribbon, draped the earth in a silver veil.
No candles were lit in the study; only moonlight filtered through the carved window lattice, casting dappled patterns on the floor and adding a touch of brightness to the dim space, preventing it from falling into complete darkness.
Xiao Yu sat quietly at his desk, his figure appearing particularly lonely in the moonlight.
After several hours of recollection and searching, he finally understood the subtle changes that had occurred deep within his mind, and his mind became clearer than ever before.
At first, he had only one thought in his mind: to return to his original world.
But as time went by, and through countless experiences and feelings of time travel, he gradually changed.
Although he still hasn't forgotten about going home, it's undeniable that he's become accustomed to this kind of time-traveling life.
As victories and successes accumulated, he gradually became arrogant and increasingly addicted to the supreme pleasure of controlling the world.
Power transformed into a thick fog, silently blinding him.
Therefore, after each time he transmigrates, he would reflexively merge into the original owner's identity, skillfully engaging in power struggles and conquering the world.
Unbeknownst to him, he had gradually embarked on the path of becoming a slave to power.
Having figured out the crux of the problem, Xiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing.
That was close! I almost became a slave!
Then a cold smile appeared on his face, like the first frost of winter:
"Power is nothing but a plaything to please me. What I want to do is to dominate power, to make it bow down to my will, rather than be controlled by power."
"I am first and foremost myself, and only then do I acquire my new identity after time travel."
"I can choose to pretend to be the original owner, but I absolutely cannot become him."
"I can become familiar with the environment of another world, but I must never be assimilated by it."
"I can enjoy rights, but I want to master power, not submit to it."
Nothing in this world can blind me or deceive my mind!
Xiao Ruojin let out a deep breath: "The body is like a Bodhi tree, the mind like a clear mirror. Constantly wipe it clean, lest it be covered with dust."
"These are the words I advised Master Wangyou back then, and now I am passing them on to myself."
"Learn from the past to guide the future."
"Remember this lesson. One mistake is enough; we must never repeat it."
……
"Hey, Long Xie, stop pacing around in front of me like that, you're making my head spin." Yan Sen couldn't help but say, looking at Long Xie who kept walking around in front of him.
Long Xie seemed not to hear, still pacing back and forth in the courtyard with a troubled mind, his eyes fixed on the gate, his brows furrowed: "Ever since the Prince left court, he has been alone in his study for a whole day. Could it be that something has happened in court?"
As Xiao Yu's personal tutor, Long Xie had served him since childhood, and the bond between the two was naturally deep and extraordinary.
He was usually calm and reserved, but Xiao Yu's behavior today was so strange that he couldn't help but worry that something might have happened during the morning court session.
However, the news that came out today all said that everything was normal.
How can this be?
If nothing had happened, why would the prince act so strangely?
Could it be that His Majesty discovered the Prince's worship of the Prince of Langya that day, and thus reprimanded him?
Or was it that one of their underlings made a mistake, allowing someone to seize upon it?
With his thoughts racing, Long Xie grew increasingly anxious, his steps becoming increasingly hurried as he continued to pace around the courtyard.
Seeing Long Xie's anxiety, Yan Sen sighed, stepped forward, and patted Long Xie on the shoulder: "Your Highness must have something important to deal with. Don't rush, it's especially important to stay calm in times like these."
After Iwamori finished speaking, he secretly felt that his words made perfect sense.
He was usually impatient when things happened, while Long Xie often comforted him. Unexpectedly, today, their roles were reversed.
However, he also knew that Long Xie was just being overly concerned.
……
With the knot in Xiao Yu's heart untied, his mood brightened, and he began to ponder how to solve the problem of his confused memories.
But after much thought, I still couldn't come up with any truly effective solutions.
“Li Changsheng cultivates the Great Chun Gong, which allows him to rejuvenate every thirty years. Each time he is reborn, he discards his old self, adopts a new identity, stays away from old friends and places, and completely severs ties with his past self.”
"Upon closer reflection, my situation is quite similar to his."
"Perhaps I can try to follow his approach."
"Even if it doesn't work out in the end, it can dilute some of the memories from the previous life and reduce the conflict between the two memories."
"However, Li Changsheng and I are different. It is impossible for me to completely abandon the past. So I can only reconsider the plan."
Having made up his mind, Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then lit the candle on his desk and quickly wrote down a rough action plan on the paper.
He spent most of the night revising and editing, checking twice to ensure that every step was clear and correct before nodding in satisfaction and memorizing the content.
To prevent leaving any trace, Xiao Yu put the paper containing the action plan, along with all the papers he had written on that day, into the brazier in the study and burned them.
The next morning, Xiao Yu did not go to court, but instead sent someone to ask for leave.
He is not suitable to attend court for the time being; there are too many acquaintances, and seeing them would only confuse his memory.
At present, Emperor Mingde was busy preparing for his trip to the Western Regions and had no time to attend to anything else. He tacitly approved of Xiao Yu's absence, neither questioning nor blaming him.
Xiao Yu was happy to be free and prepared his travel gear on his own.
He planned to leave Tianqi City first, to temporarily escape this familiar environment and properly adjust his current memory problems.
However, even though he was leaving, he couldn't neglect the important matters at hand. Before leaving, he had to handle everything properly to prevent his subordinates from falling into chaos.
After Emperor Mingde left the capital, Xiao Yu had finished dealing with his affairs. He made up an excuse to ask for leave and then secretly left Tianqi City.