Chapter 1060 – An Ordinary and Trifling Matter (1/2)
Chapter 1060 – An Ordinary and Trifling Matter
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Why was Shang Xingzhou so afraid of Chen Changsheng and Yuren meeting?
If one worked backward, perhaps it was because what Shang Xingzhou most feared was his two students working together.
From this perspective, Xu Yourong's words might have exposed this world's most important secret.
The hall was very quiet.
A brush quietly rested on the edge of an inkstone like an oar of a boat docked at the shore.
Yuren used his hand to take up a soaked cotton towel. He clenched and unclenched the towel several times, an action which could be considered washing his hand.
He did not respond to Xu Yourong's proposition. Instead, he took up the brush.
The tip of the brush flitted over the sea of ink, stirring up a tiny black wave. Then it flew into the air, broke through the clouds, and left a clear stroke of ink on the snow-white paper.
After writing a line of words, Yuren put down the brush and used his fingers to turn the paper to face Xu Yourong.
”What sort of person was she?”
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'She' here naturally referred to the Tianhai Divine Empress.
Since she had entered the Imperial Palace, Xu Yourong had not once brought up a topic related to the Divine Empress.
She could have made an issue of this relationship, saying something along the lines of 'Whether or not Your Majesty is willing to admit it, the Divine Empress was still your mother'.
She could have engaged with Yuren in a discussion on nature versus nurture.
Or she could have spoken in a sobbing tone about her own life in the Imperial Palace, using this as a natural springboard to talk about the many marks that the Divine Empress had left on this place.
But she did none of these, because she was not sure what Yuren's impressions of the Divine Empress were, what he felt about her.
Moreover, Yuren was Chen Changsheng's most respected senior. She did not want to use these overly cruel methods that stabbed straight to the heart.
When she saw the question on the paper, she confirmed that she was not wrong, and then she felt somewhat moved and relieved, her eyelashes trembling.
She quickly regained her composure and smiled at Yuren. ”This is truly a question that I am the best at answering.”
No one understood the Tianhai Divine Empress more than Xu Yourong.
The Princess of Ping was only her nominal daughter and Prince Chen Liu was just someone she entrusted her hopes to, used to comfort herself. As for Mo Yu and Zhou Tong, in the end, they were still only subordinates.
Only the Tianhai Divine Empress and Xu Yourong were truly master and disciple. In terms of thought and soul, they were a lineage, and in terms of affection, they were mother and daughter.
Now that the Tianhai Divine Empress's soul had returned to the sea of stars, only Xu Yourong truly understood her way of thinking and her goal.
She felt that she had the responsibility to have Yuren and this world understand what sort of person the Tianhai Divine Empress was.
”The Empress had the broadest of hearts. The sun and moon, the mountains and rivers, the great earth and the sea, and even the other side of the sea of stars—it could hold everything.”
This was Xu Yourong's opening statement.
Yuren thought for a while, and then he used his palm to slowly turn the paper over.
With the turn of one's hand, one was a cloud, and when turning it the other way, one was the rain1. He was speaking here of her methods.
Xu Yourong understood what he meant and replied, ”An unordinary person naturally can't be judged according to ordinary matters.”
Yuren turned once more and looked out the western window into the distance, at the Orthodox Academy in the darkness.
When the people are too afraid to speak and exchange feelings only through their eyes, where exist the virtuous? He referred here to her Dao and virtue.
Xu Yourong indifferently said, ”Also an ordinary matter, and also a trifling one.”
Yuren was somewhat surprised by this answer. Arching his brows, he lightly rapped his finger against the edge of the plate, making a crisp cling.
The plate contained sugared plums.
This action of Yuren's was rather vague. Another person would probably have found him difficult to understand.