80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

Chapter 115

How did Lin Jiufeng know these things?

Of course Dachun told him.

More than 50 years later, Dachun has also changed from a young boy to an old man.

His cultivation base has stayed at the peak of Martial Saint and has not yet broken through.

Of course, it was enough for him.

Dachun, who is just 70 years old this year, still comes to deliver wine and vegetables every month without stopping.

These things were all told by Dachun to Lin Jiufeng.

Otherwise, how would Lin Jiufeng, who is out of the gate, know these things about Emperor De?

...

Another year of snow.

Another monthly appointment.

Dachun came with wine and vegetables, facing the wind and snow. In the heavy snow, his plump body became more rounded.

"His Royal Highness, Dachun has come to bring you food." Dachun shouted as he walked to the door of the cold palace.

Lin Jiufeng hugged the little white cat, came behind the door, and opened the door of the cold palace.

Now there is no need to plug it in through a small hole as before.

Lin Jiufeng directly opened the door, had a drink with Dachun, and ate some dishes.

When Dachun saw Lin Jiufeng, he respectfully said, "I have seen Your Highness!"

It has been more than fifty years, but Dachun still respects Lin Jiufeng as always.

Back then, the commander of the Imperial Guard called Dachun to deliver the food had long forgotten about Lin Jiufeng, but Dachun was still doing the same thing.

Lin Jiufeng let Dachun come in, and in the yard covered with snow, brought out the wine and vegetables.

"His Royal Highness is still the same as always, Fengshen is like jade. Looking at His Highness's current appearance, it is like looking at the appearance of fifty years ago, but I am different. After a few years, I have become this potbellied appearance." Dachun gave Lin Jiufeng Pour a glass of wine and sigh.

Over the decades, the relationship between him and Lin Jiufeng has turned into a friendship of good friends.

Lin Jiufeng doesn't have many friends, and Dachun is the only one.

The little white cat is a close relative.

"Having a big belly means that your life is worry-free, how happy you are." Lin Jiufeng lightly smiled and picked up the wine glass, and had a drink with Dachun.

"His Royal Highness, I don't have much ambition. Now that I'm so young, it's already my childhood dream to be so energetic." Dachun said calmly.

"I'm not as good as Your Highness. Thinking of the chaos at the top of the Forbidden City, the court was helpless. I was guarding the side door, anxious to get angry, but there was nothing I could do."

"His Royal Highness came at that time, brought the Martial Saint, and slashed the ancestors of the Demon Dao with one sword. Except for me, no one in the world knew about it. After so many years, that scene will always be indelible in my heart." Dachun said.

Lin Jiufeng took a piece of chicken and handed it to the little white cat, then looked at Dachun.

He didn't speak.

Dachun has a lot of words today.

Normally, he would not say these things, but would just tell Lin Jiufeng what happened recently in the Ascension Divine Dynasty, and what happened in this world recently.

This is the first time he has spoken to Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng chose to be a listener.

He once again toasted Da Chun with a glass of wine.

Dachun drank it, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "His Royal Highness, the Ascension Divine Dynasty has undergone great changes recently. Emperor De is wise and martial, and he has recruited many experts to make the Yuhua Divine Dynasty prosperous. A few days ago, Emperor De gave an order."

"What order?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"Send the masters in the imperial capital to become local officials in different regions, guard one side, convey the will of the imperial capital, let the centralized power penetrate into the locality, and strengthen the control." Dachun explained.

"You were selected?" Lin Jiufeng guessed why Dachun was like this today.

Dachun nodded and said with a smile: "I can't be lazy if I want to. Emperor De personally named me. I'm also a veteran of the four dynasties, and I should play an exemplary role, so I can't refuse."

"Very good, no wonder today's dishes are richer than usual." Lin Jiufeng laughed.

The food on the table was more than double that of the previous month, and there was an extra pot of wine.

"His Royal Highness, I won't be able to come back in a short period of time. I can't bring you any more wine and food. I will punish myself for this glass of wine." Dachun said apologetically.

"There's no need for that." Lin Jiufeng stopped him and had a drink with him.

"His Royal Highness, I can arrange for others to deliver the food..." Dachun proposed a solution.

"No need." Lin Jiufeng refused.

"Actually, I don't need these for a long time. This is a habit I have developed over the decades. If you gave it, I would eat it. If it was someone else, there would be no such taste." Lin Jiufeng said.

Dachun nodded and didn't mention this.

"Where did the imperial court assign you?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.

Dachun is his friend, take care of his friend.

"My hometown, the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River." Dachun showed a happy smile.

This is also the reason why he did not continue to refuse.

He was not born in the imperial capital. Before the age of thirteen, he lived in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River.

Later, he entered the imperial capital with his father, and started his career in the imperial capital for the next few decades.

Living in the imperial capital for fifty or sixty years, it is reasonable to say that the imperial capital is the one that should be missed the most.

But in fact, the 70-year-old Dachun, every midnight dream, is still the Jiangnan in his memory.

"In these years, although I have been based in the imperial capital and spread branches and leaves, and the children have regarded themselves as people from the imperial capital, I know that my roots are not here."

"As the old saying goes, a man never quits his way, and a tiger never quits the mountain. After all these years, we are all guests from other places."

"After the wind and rain in the imperial capital, I am also tired. I want to go back to my hometown. The old mother is just 100 years old this year. My brothers and sisters took her back to their hometown decades ago. Go back and do your filial piety."

"The only thing I can't let go is His Highness. I always feel that I still have a responsibility that I have not fulfilled. I promised to give His Highness a meal for a lifetime, but now I have to break my promise."

Dachun smiled guiltily.

Lin Jiufeng shook her head and said calmly: "Actually, as you know, it doesn't matter to me whether or not to deliver meals, I just treat you as a friend, and look forward to chatting with you every month and listening to you talk about things over the years. It's just a habit."

Dachun nodded: "I know that His Highness does not need me to deliver meals, and I also know that His Highness is very powerful. There are not many people in the entire emperor who know His Highness's abilities, but I understand deeply. His Highness is here, the Yuhua Divine Dynasty is here, and His Highness is not there. The Ascension Divine Dynasty has died a few times, and the people of this world need to thank His Highness."

Lin Jiufeng waved her hand: "Drink a bar."

Thanks for what?

As the emperor of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty, it is natural to have the responsibility to protect the people.

Lin Jiufeng was just helping out.

Now Dedi is doing great.

Satisfied, Dachun and Lin Jiufeng talked a lot. This was the first heart-to-heart conversation between them.

Dachun still left, and when he gave Lin Jiufeng a deep bow, he left.

In the blizzard, Dachun's plump back disappeared with the blizzard.

Lin Jiufeng flicked his fingers, and a sword qi shot out and entered Dachun's body.

Just like the top of the Forbidden City decades ago, Lin Jiufeng also gave Dachun a sword to protect him.

"I hope this sword energy won't work either." Lin Jiufeng said softly.

There was no follow-up to that sword qi that year, and Dachun was not hurt.