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By the time the meeting ended, it was already afternoon.

A thick cloud flew from the sky, carrying piles of water droplets, and the raindrops rushed to the ground crackling, escaping from the palm of the dark cloud.The sun was blocked by the big cloud, and he didn't show his face. He thought he was unlucky and hid in the sky.But Dayun also watched the rain escape quickly, and could only shed tears and sigh.

Caesar drove the car with a gloomy expression, carrying Song Yaze in the back seat.He was driving so fast that the tires slapped in the mud, creating a cloud of muddy water that made passers-by yell.

"Damn it! It's great to drive a military car..."

The scolding sounded louder and passed into the ears of the two through the car window.Caesar also ignored it, his mind was very messed up, and he was so angry that he almost couldn't hold it anymore, so how could he care about the scolding!

He ran wildly all the way, and finally slammed on the brakes to park and enter the garage. Song Yaze slammed straight into the front partition due to inertia, and his forehead suddenly became red and swollen, with red blood streaks appearing faintly.He took a deep breath in pain, held his wound and raised his head, meeting Caesar's worried eyes.

Caesar's eyes were watery, and his expression was worried. He looked at Song Yaze in pain, and felt a little distressed, but he kept silent, curled his lips, and turned his head aside in anger.He got out of the car, slammed the door, and the whole off-road vehicle shook.

The weather-beaten Song Yaze naturally knew about Caesar's abnormal behavior.He gently rubbed the bruised place and sighed helplessly.

He just got out of the car, and before he had time to take a step, he saw the door of the villa was slammed on the door frame, making a miserable loud noise, and became a victim of Caesar's anger, pitiful.After a few seconds, the door was awkwardly opened by Caesar again, making a weak "squeak" sound after being seriously injured.

After entering the door, Song Yaze saw Caesar angrily boiling water, his actions were a little rough.His hand holding the coffee cup was still shaking, making a ping-pong-pong sound when it collided with the table.There is as much as half a cup of cocoa powder in the coffee cup.Just seeing the pile of cocoa, Song Yaze felt so sweet that his throat became sticky.

Caesar finished a cup of hot chocolate in one go, not a single drop was left.He wiped his mouth and saw Song Yaze who was silent at the side, his grievances rose again, and his heart was sour.

"Do you want to leave me that much?" Caesar said gloomily, he couldn't bear it anymore, and his voice was trembling.

Song Yaze lowered his voice so as not to irritate the lion in front of him: "This is what Wo Taifu proposed, and I have to do it."

Caesar lowered his head slightly, raised his eyelids, and stared at Song Yaze.He was silent for a long time before slowly uttering from his mouth: "You lied to me, and you lied to me again. You obviously want to force me to withdraw my troops..."

Song Yaze was so surprised that he forgot what to say for a moment.He looked at Caesar, who was walking towards him step by step, and found that Caesar's eyes were trembling, his jaw and lips were shaking constantly, and he looked like he was about to cry.

He looked at Song Yaze with grief and anger, his jaw twitched almost sorely: "Did you know? You can only stay in Beimu in the future, and you can only return to China unless there are special circumstances!"

Song Yaze looked at him and said solemnly: "As long as you withdraw your troops from Dongxia, I will not leave."

Caesar was stunned, as if he had taken a body pill and froze in the air.After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't withdraw my troops."

"Then I have to leave." Song Yaze's tone was cold.

Caesar was stunned for a long time, his body remained motionless, but in his heart there was a battle between heaven and man, with love on one side and ideals on the other.He is a lover who loves Song Yaze; he is also a politician with lofty ideals.When ideals and love are at war, which side should he support?

He curled up weakly on the sofa, only feeling that his head had never been so heavy.He looked at Song Yaze, and thought about the ideal in his heart, feeling a little depressed.Ideal and love, choose one of the two, this old-fashioned multiple-choice question caused a wave of turmoil in his mind.No matter what his answer is, he will despair for a while.He closed his eyes, let out a breath slowly, and said in a painful voice: "Why do you always force me... You clearly know that my feelings for you..."

Song Yaze was stunned, because Lin Yuguo also said the same thing.At that time, it was time to pretend to be sick and force him to start a family and start a career.Doubts are intertwined, rushing to my heart like a flood.The image of Caesar in front of him overlapped with that of his former brother. He seemed to be facing a black hole, but he couldn't see the secret inside.

"I love you, but I also love to lead soldiers to fight! To conquer the world! From the day I was born, I was destined to be like this. Why do you insist on forcing me to make such a boring choice?! My war is just, yes Save all peoples! You are not contradicting..." Caesar covered his forehead with his hands, showing pain.

Song Yaze calmed down and said solemnly: "Justice should not be based on the suffering of others. You are imposing your own thoughts on others. You have no right to do this, let alone say that you are the embodiment of justice."

Caesar covered his face and looked at Song Yaze through his fingers, feeling that the scene of preaching was very familiar.Full of thoughts and doubts, he was silent for a while, then said tremblingly, "I can't make a decision now..."

"I understand, you are indeed in a difficult situation." Song Yaze walked over, sat next to him, and met his conflicted eyes, "I will go to Beimu first and live there for a while. If you plan to withdraw your troops, I will come back. If you want to continue, then I'll stay there. It's all up to you."

Caesar's expression was complicated, but he was relieved. He had another period of buffer, but this also meant that he had to torture himself for a longer time.He frowned and said slowly, "I hope this time won't be too long..."

The peace agreement will be signed soon.On the day of departure, in order to do as the Romans do, Song Yaze changed into the national costume of the Beimu people - gauze robe.When faced with many colors, he specially chose gray.He still remembers the monk Huixian, that righteous monk, this is a way for him to remember the old monk.

However, Caesar did not show up at the airport, and even the task of seeing him off was taken care of by the driver.The night before his departure, he only said: "This is just a temporary farewell, we will meet again, and I will find a way." After speaking, he plunged into the bedroom and never came out again.

Song Yaze boarded the plane with Wo Taifu.According to the rules of Beimu, any pagan or atheist who enters the country should have a recommender with no criminal record, and the recommender should be accompanied by him for a period of [-] days to prevent him from splitting the religion.As Song Yaze's recommender, Wo Taifu naturally had to monitor this foreign visitor.For this reason, he was transferred back to Beimu to serve as the country's diplomat.

He was sitting next to Song Yaze, his eyelids drooped habitually, and his vision was fixed on a small area in front of his feet. It is said that this way of doing things can distract his mind, not to be fascinated by the temptations of the world, and only think about gods in his heart.Wotever is a devout believer and follows the teachings all the time.Once he finds that he has crossed the threshold, he will blame himself very much and silently recite the Ode to Confession.He never chatted, even if he was next to Song Yaze, he would not speak. This is called "silence" in his teachings, in order to reduce secular ties.

There were only the two of them in the front row of the plane, and the bodyguards in black gauze robes sat in the back row.They are also silent, as if standing in front of the sublime and great gods.The whole plane was filled with silence and solemnity, like a dumb bird, taking off and landing silently.

After getting out of the cabin, Song Yaze found that the painting style had changed suddenly. For him, this was a new continent. He even felt that he had come to another planet.All the buildings here are painted with a slender water drop, no more than three floors, the buildings are round, and even the roofs are arched, like giant thick and short sausages.Due to the low floor, the sky is not blocked much, the road is bright and spacious, and the pedestrians on the road are wearing all kinds of gauze robes.

This is a country where politics and religion are united. The ruler not only leads the people in social life, but also controls their spiritual world tightly-the key is that the people are willing.Therefore, Beimu is the most stable country among the four countries. No one has ever dared to speak ill of the regime, because in the precepts, "not to slander the lord" is their first precept, and those who violate the precepts will go to hell.

The car was moving slowly on the road. Song Yaze looked out the window and thought that the speed of this car was similar to that of an electric car. He was very puzzled and asked Wo Taifu who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Why is this car driving so slowly? Doesn't speed really delay things?"

Wo Taifu crossed his hands, his index finger stood up, and the pads of his two fingers were stuck together, and he touched his forehead slowly, as if he was asking the gods for instructions before he could speak: "Our cars in Beimu all have speed limits. To prevent people from being impetuous, the scriptures say: 'When the mind is calm, the land of the gods will be pure', only when our hearts are quiet, the land of the gods will be pure, and we Beimu people must protect the territory of the gods and must not pollute it."

Listening to Wo Taifu's remarks, Song Yaze asked curiously, "Lijing? Do you still classify the scriptures here?"

"Well." Wo Taifu's clear voice was still calm, "Our national religious classics have two parts. The first part is Li Jing, which tells the truth of everything in the world, including the laws of the universe and life. It is mainly a theoretical basis for Cultivate the mind. The second part is the precepts, a total of [-] articles, which stipulate the daily practice of people. For example, the eyesight should not exceed three steps beyond the toes; when speaking outside the house, you must ask the gods for instructions before opening your mouth."

Song Yaze stared at the water drop sign on a building, wondering: "Every building has water drops painted on it. Is this the symbol of the state religion?"

Wo Taifu nodded: "Yes. Water is the greatest gift from the gods to human beings, and it is also the object of human learning. It is said in the scriptures: 'Water is extremely clean'. It represents the most noble state and is the most noble state in the world. Something close to the realm of God."

Song Yaze was dizzy when he heard it, as if he saw a big hand full of rules covering the sky, wiggling his fingers and manipulating everything.Everyone here is living in the so-called truth and precepts. Thinking of this, he silently sighed with mixed emotions, and couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

Due to his special status and high position, Song Yaze had to meet the Pope before returning to his lodging.The speed of the car was too slow, and it took two hours for the car to dangle before arriving at the Holy See.The Vatican has five floors, much taller than other buildings, with arched domes and bright colors, making it stand out from the crowd.This is where the Pope handles government affairs and where his family lives.

Song Yaze stepped on the carpet, followed by Wo Taifu.On both sides of the carpet are the hostesses standing upright.They are tall and big, with outstanding temperament, wearing white gauze robes, with their heads held high.Every time Song Yaze took a step, a pair of etiquette staff beside him would put their palms together, raise their hands above their heads, and then slowly put them down.As he moved forward, his hands rose and fell like waves, and Song Yaze also felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He had never stood under the focus of everyone's eyes. This kind of grand and solemn welcome ceremony made him tense up, and his steps became more steady.He thought, there is a psychological term called the Hawthorne effect, which says that when people are paid attention to, they will deliberately change some behaviors, which probably can explain their own changes.

The inside of the Holy See is extremely gorgeous and sacred, with gold-rimmed chandeliers and murals painted on the walls.There are also clusters of fresh flowers, and directly above the flower clusters is a huge statue of a god, finely carved by a talented painter.

Song Yaze walked to the end of the carpet and looked up at the tall Pope.The Pope was already a gray-bearded old man, tall and fat, wearing a somewhat cumbersome white gauze gown, with a round white face and a little double chin.When he saw the peace ambassador coming, he walked down from the high platform, his steps were steady and slow, with a modest smile on his face all the time, he looked like a very approachable old man.

Although he was heavy, his steps were as light as the wind.When he came in front of him, Song Yaze clasped his hands together and bowed slowly.When he raised his head again, the pope put his fat hands on top of his head, smiling, the fat on his face piled up like lumps, and he said slowly: "I hope to wake up soon, Son of God. God will love you forever... "

He put down his hand, turned slightly, and greeted the side door, as if signaling to the person in the door, but there was still no response from the door.The pope's face changed a little, and he waved his hands more tightly. Finally, a red-faced girl emerged from the door. She looked only 20 years old and looked youthful.

She was wearing a yellow gauze gown, she was petite, her wavy hair grew to her waist, and her skin was so pale that it almost had no color.She has a pointed chin, small eyes, a small nose and a small mouth, and all her facial features are small.She is like a beloved doll, very cute.She was very shy, and when she saw Song Yaze, whom she had never met before, she became even more nervous, even the tips of her ears turned red, and she looked a little embarrassed.