At this time, the wild boar suddenly made a series of choking sounds, and then a faint "shenyin" came. Lin Fengjin hurriedly walked over to see his situation and found that the situation was not very optimistic. The wild boar should have had a high fever, so he hurriedly fed him a few sips of water, and finally recovered a little consciousness. After seeing Lin Fengjin's face, the wild boar said faintly:

"That's great, master, you're fine."

Lin Fengjin smiled and said:

"Of course I'm fine."

The wild boar suddenly said anxiously:

"Lord, Lord, where are we now?"

He looked around and hissed in horror:

"No, you, go quickly! Master, go quickly! This is his home."

Lin Fengjin frowned and said:

"Who is he? Who made you look like this?"

The wild boar gasped violently but couldn't speak, but at this time, a faint voice came from the door:

"It's me."

Then, the curtain sounded, and the wooden door opened with a creaking sound, and a figure walked in from outside. Lin Fengjin raised his head and said in surprise:

"It's you?"

"Why can't it be me?" The person who spoke was a little pale, not tall, and looked very ordinary. No one could recognize him when he was mixed in the crowd. However, he was standing at the door at this time, but his face was in the shadows and darkness, with an indescribable evil intention.

This person is the person Lin Fengjin and the others have been tracking! He Dachang!!

However, how could He Dachang, who had been running away, suddenly have such powerful strength? He was obviously a prey, but he became a hunter in turn. Even a powerful pervert like a wild boar is not his opponent, and he defeated the wild boar head-on with his strength?

He Dachang didn't even look at Lin Fengjin, and walked directly past him, then calmly took out a small tea stove, tea set, etc. from the inside, then lit the stove first, put the cake tea on the fire and roasted it to remove the moisture, then crushed the tea cake into powder with a tea mill, and then sifted it into fine powder with a sieve.

At this time, the charcoal fire in the tea stove had already turned dark red. It looked like a pure color amber, very cute. At this time, the temperature of the charcoal fire was the most stable, and it was the best time to cook tea. Lin Fengjin was also a very insightful person. After seeing the porcelain he took out, his heart twitched a few times.

The porcelain is really incredibly exquisite. It has eight-ringed bottles and round mouths, petal-shaped bowls and plates, etc. The common feature is that it has exquisite and dignified shapes, thin and even walls, especially the light yellow-green porcelain glaze like lake water, which is as exquisite as ice, as clear as jade, and so even as elegant as intoxicating.

This porcelain has a special poem: "The wind and dew in the nine autumns open in the kiln. It wins the green color of thousands of peaks."

Lin Fengjin looked carefully and found that it should be a treasure that came out after the Central Plains celadon technology developed to its peak: secret porcelain! It has been completely lost since the middle of David's dynasty, and it has very few passed down. It is said that Li Jian, who likes to drink tea, has half a set, and the tray of the tea set has cracks. He Dachang in front of him casually took out a set!

Although Lin Fengjin could leave at this time, he had no strength to take the wild boar away. According to his personality, could he leave the wild boar alone here? So he could only watch He Dachang treat them as air and cook tea next to him.

At this time, tiny water droplets appeared on the water surface like fish eyes, and "slightly sound". Lin Fengjin knew that this was the first boiling time. At this time, He Dachang added some salt to the water to season. Soon, when the water beads were soaked in the pot, it was a second boil.

At this time, He Dachang used a small scoop of boiling water to set aside, stirred bamboo in the center of the pot, and then poured the tea into the center. Later, the tea in the pot was "Tengbo Gulang" and "splattered like a rushing wave". He added green onions, ginger, dates, orange peel, dogwood, mint, etc. to it, filtered out the floating foam, and then scooped out a small cup. First, he closed his eyes and sniffed it, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and then tears came from the corners of his eyes, and he whispered:

"I haven't tasted this taste for fifty years."

Then he drank the tea in one go.

After drinking it, it seemed like a poisonous person closed his eyes and immersed in the pleasure for a long time. Then he picked it up and drank another cup, and finally picked it up and drank another cup, sighed:

"Three cups have passed, the fun has ended!"

Then He Dachang poured another cup, but poured it on the ground, muttering something in his mouth, probably to pay tribute to the person who accompanied him to drink tea and drink tea many years ago.

Finally, He Dachang raised his head, swept Lin Fengjin and the wild boar with the corners of his eyes, took out two very ordinary bamboo cups from the side, poured them over, and said lightly to Lin Fengjin and the wild boar:

"drink."

For some reason, when He Dachang appeared, he naturally had a momentum in his every move, as if the whole world and the whole world had to come according to his wishes. You must listen to every word he said respectfully and remember it in your heart!

Lin Fengjin picked up the bamboo cup and suddenly realized a strange fragrance inside. He was very uncomfortable with this method of making tea and soup. In his heart, tea is synonymous with slightly bitter and fragrant, and it is definitely not the method of stewing it like Buddha jumping over the wall.

But for some reason, Lin Fengjin looked at the amber soup in this cup and felt a desire to drink it all in one gulp. He thought of doing it. After drinking it in one gulp, he suddenly felt his eyes lit up, and the taste in his mouth was full of flavors. Finally, he used the faint fragrance of tea, which made people feel the surprise even more.

After drinking it in one sip, Lin Fengjin was going to get the cup of wild boar, but He Dachang brushed his sleeves and said coldly:

"You swallowed the cow drink alive and really ruined me! I was a little bit unlucky, but when I met a vulgar thing like you, it was really disappointing!"

Lin Fengjin smiled and said:

"Your method of sing tea is not necessarily first-class, but you have seen it a lot and imitated it."

"What do you know?"

After He Dachang replied this, he just sneered, but said nothing more, and began to pour out all the remaining soup and wash the matcha set.

Lin Fengjin smiled and said:

"Do you really think your thing is a masterpiece in the world? You have only learned some basic skills from the son of the boss. If I want to drink it, I will visit the Song family and drink it."

He Dachang continued to wash the teacup carefully, not only rinsing, but also blew it. Then he dried it, looking as if he cherished it, and ignored Lin Fengjin's words until he washed a cup and said:

"If I were you, I would definitely seize the last few moments of my life and think about it carefully, what should I say before my death."

Lin Fengjin took a deep look at He Dachang:

"You are indeed not He Dachang anymore."

He Dachang in front of him washed another cup. I don’t know what happened, even when he was washing the cup, he actually had a unique beauty and rhythm, and it was indescribable harmony. What’s strange is that after hearing Lin Fengjin’s words, this man actually asked back:

"If I'm not He Dachang? Then who is it?"

Lin Fengjin looked at him and said lightly:

"Although He Dachang's family is quite rich, he married a country village woman and had simple food. Even if he was shopping in a kiln with his colleagues, he was willing to go to the cheapest private brothel, and he could not do a great and elegant thing about cooking tea before killing people..."

"In today's world, people who can come up with a set of royal secret color porcelain..."

"In today's world, people who still put honey in their tea..."

"In today's world, people who can attack and attack with Licto, can even hit him with a head-on confrontation and break his bones and dying!"

“…………”

He Dachang began to put the teacup and tea set back into the box, and suddenly said coldly:

"Your subordinate is just a little bit of brute force. Does anything great is needed to defeat him?"

Lin Fengjin said lightly:

"Although he is not an amazing person, he is the reincarnation of the chief of the Western Rong Duogu. He is born with divine power and can break a tiger and cow with no hands."

He Dachang snorted disdainfully:

"It turned out that this bastard was reincarnated. Shen Boyang and I also had old age back then. Killing this Duogu's reincarnation today can be regarded as my reward for his favor back then."

Shen Boyang was one of the seven generals of David's dynasty. He was powerful and finally died with Duo Gu. They were all worshipped by the temple after they were built. In He Dachang's mouth, it was actually an understatement! There was no respect. Lin Fengjin seemed to be used to it and said lightly:

"As a person dies, it's like a lamp that goes out, and the grudges of the previous life are settled in this life. Isn't it ridiculous? As a warrior, Shen Boyang died in a corpse on the battlefield. What's the regret? You are taking over a Dongxia fisherman. If you don't think about it carefully, you will fight and kill it as soon as you meet. Why is that hard?"

He Dachang suddenly stood up, and an indescribable pressure immediately emanated, and then he sneered:

"It seems you really know who I am?"

Lin Fengjin smiled, but recited two long lines of poetry:

"There are three thousand guests in the hall, and the sword is shining with the fourteen states! If you weren't Prince Wu Qian Zhen, then you would have no complaints when you quit my two eyes."

"He Dachang" looked at Lin Fengjin for a while, and suddenly showed an extremely resentful look on his face. His entire facial features were distorted, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"You are quite knowledgeable, but do you know that God actually allows me to continue to survive in this world, because even such a cruel way of heaven is probably unable to stand my fate! I think Qian Zhen will be both civil and military, and will fight for the country in the east and west, but what reward will I receive?"

Lin Fengjin was calm on the surface, but his heart was shocked.

Prince Wu Qian Zhen,

Prince Wu

Money is shocked!!

This person's weight can be said to be of great importance. His identity is special, and many secrets cannot be hidden from him. He is personally involved in the key figure of David's analysis of the collapse of this giant. Although Lin Fengjin had long guessed the true identity of the person in front of him, the answer was really too incredible! If the person involved did not answer and admit it in person, Lin Fengjin would definitely not dare to accept his speculation!

After thinking about it, Lin Fengjin found that there seemed to be a huge secret in the history of that year. Moreover, the "Prince Wu Qian Zhen" in front of him did not hide the murderous intention of himself and the wild boar at all, so he said frankly and neatly:

"Although I am young, I have read history books. Although you call yourself Prince Wu Qian Zhen, you reveal your flaws as soon as you open your mouth. I think that although Prince Wu fought against the east and made great achievements, did the court just give him a substitute? When he was alive, he was majestic, above ten thousand people, and after his death, he was extremely mourning and honorable. What are the grievances?"

"Stop it!" He Dachang roared angrily, and Lin Fengjin felt as if thousands of needles were pricking hard in his eardrum. It was hard to bear the pain, but He Dachang murmured: "You know nothing, you know nothing, you know nothing, you know nothing!!"

But his voice became louder and louder, and in the end it was deafening!!

After a long time, He Dachang calmed down and said with a cold expression:

"Since you have been following me here, you must know what kind of monster was blocked in this mountain. At this time, David's analysis was already collapsed. The world is so big. I'm afraid that there are very few people I encountered back then. In short, you will be a dead person. Then I'll let you be a wise ghost..."

With He Dachang's story, a thrilling palace mystery was revealed in front of Lin Fengjin......

It was about a hundred years ago that a baby was born. As the direct bloodline of Emperor Xuan of Wei at that time, he was born in the northern capital of the David Dynasty. He ranked third and was named Zhen.

Because Qian Zhen was born under term, he was weak after birth. When he was a child, he deliberately indulged him in polishing his body and practicing martial arts. In this way, he was the healthiest among the sons of Emperor Xuan and was known as brave in his early years.

However, this kind of thing has its pros and cons, because the David Dynasty has always attached importance to civil governance, and the status of military generals has always been low. The most obvious one is officials of the same level. Military generals have to pay tribute to civil officials, so for civil officials, an emperor who likes military affairs is definitely not the first choice. This situation is somewhat similar to the situation where scholars and officials in the Song Dynasty rule the world together with the king. However, compared with that, the power of civil officials is slightly weaker than that of Song Dynasty, and has not yet reached the point where the imperial edict can be refuted.

When Qian Zhen was fifteen years old, Emperor Xuan of Wei died. Because it was a "wind disease" (that is, the current cerebral hemorrhage), it belonged to the category of sudden death and did not make a crown prince. Therefore, assassinating the throne became the biggest priority at present. At that time, Qian Zhen's talents and other things began to be revealed. Therefore, although civil servants have some words, they should still be what people want.

But at this moment, Qian Zhen's biological mother, Concubine Li, was seriously ill!

Before his death, Concubine Li tactfully told Qian Zhen that his younger brother (same father and mother) Qian Hong was weak and sick, but he always wanted to be the emperor. If he couldn't do it, he would probably die of disappointment and weakness in half a year. His mother always favored his younger son, and finally said very simply that your younger brother Qian Hong was weak and sick, and probably had no descendants. You should give the throne to him for a few years first, and when his body could not support him, he would return it to you. My mother-in-law would die and rest in peace.

His personal mother begged so hard before her death, and Qian Hong and Qian Zhen had a very good relationship. With deep brotherhood, Qian Hong even knelt down on the ground, burst into tears and swearing that even after he ascended the throne, he would still serve his brother and govern the world with his elder brother.
To be continued...