Chapter 860 – Parting Beneath the Peach Blossoms Outside the Nunnery (1/2)

Chapter 860 – Parting Beneath the Peach Blossoms Outside the Nunnery

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The second group to depart was the largest.

That the Tang Old Master had agreed to stay out of the conflict between the Imperial Court and the Orthodoxy was already the best that the Li Palace could hope for.

Archbishops Linghai Zhiwang and An Lin were taking the several thousand Orthodoxy cavalry and returning to the capital to deal with the new situation.

Linghai Zhiwang asked, ”When will Your Holiness return?”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”On the day that I should return, I will return.”

Linghai Zhiwang and An Lin left. Countless plumes of dust were stirred in the plains to the north, gradually enveloping this old city.

As he looked at this far-off sight, Tang Thirty-Six suddenly said, ”Don't believe that the Tang Old Master will always maintain a neutral position. He intentionally let Chusu go that day.”

By now, Chen Changsheng had already learned the specific details of that battle on the shores of the Wenshui, so he nodded his head to indicate that he understood.

The Tang clan's Fivekind Man was truly terrifying, and they had fought within Wenshui City. No matter how formidable Chusu was, there was no reason that he should have escaped.

”Since that blind zither player was the last of the Longevity Sect's great elders, one could understand if he went easy.”

The speaker was the Archbishop of Wenshui City.

As the Orthodoxy's top-ranking individual within Wenshui City, he had played an extremely important role in this matter and been very effective.

The Tang clan would probably not take out their anger on him, but if he stayed in Wenshui City's Daoist church, the Tang clan would presumably find him an irksome presence. Chen Changsheng and Linghai Zhiwang had already agreed that the Li Palace would soon dispatch a new archbishop to take up the post in Wenshui. The problem now was to arrange matters for the former archbishop.

Logically speaking, since the Archbishop of Wenshui had performed such a meritorious deed for the Orthodoxy, it was only right that he return to the capital and take an even nobler position. However, he had personally killed Daoist Baishi, so if he returned to the capital, he would definitely be regarded as an eyesore by some people in the Orthodoxy and encounter many difficulties. As a result, Chen Changsheng had still not made a decision.

”We're about to leave. Have you finishing thinking?” Chen Changsheng asked the archbishop.

The Archbishop of Wenshui replied, ”This lowly one only wishes to attend at Your Holiness's side.”

Tang Thirty-Six commented, ”This position is truly better than any position in the Li Palace.”

To the people of the Orthodoxy, what was the best position? It was naturally the position closest to His Holiness the Pope.

Whether the Pope was in the south, the north, or the desolate frontier of the west, as long as one could remain at his side throughout the year, they would assuredly receive the greatest benefits.

The archbishop faintly smiled, his expression meek. He did not refute Tang Thirty-Six's words, saying, ”Sir speaks reason.”

Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and asked, ”This position is a shortcut to another position, so what is the position that you want the most?”

The Archbishop of Wenshui earnestly replied, ”I have no hopes of reaching the Divine in my life. I only wish that before I return to the sea of stars, I can become a great archbishop.”

Tang Thirty-Six curiously asked, ”Which Sacred Hall?”

”The Grass Moon Hall.”

The Archbishop of Wenshui returned the answer very quickly. It was evident that he had thought about this matter for a very long time.

Tang Thirty-Six couldn't help but smile at this answer.

The Grass Moon Hall was one of the Li Palace's Six Halls, the residence of the Archbishop of the Hall of Announcements.

The previous Archbishop of the Hall of Announcements, Mu Jiushi, had been banished from the Orthodoxy by the Pope, after which the Grass Moon Hall remained masterless.

The archbishop's goal was extremely certain, and it was also very reasonable.

”I quite admire you. Might I ask for Sir's esteemed name?” Tang Thirty-Six asked.

The archbishop was the highest-ranked representative of the Orthodoxy in Wenshui City and had lived in Wenshui City for many years, but Tang Thirty-Six still did not know his name.

The archbishop smiled and said, ”The Old Master liked to call me Little Hu (户). Sir can also call me this.”