Chapter 486 [Old Friends’ Wine]

"Are these three conditions for him?"

Shilo frowned and looked at Rose standing in front of him.

Ross stood there as if he was very lazy, with half his body still leaning against the pillar next to him.

Shilo sighed, "Come on, bring a chair for Count Villa."

Ross' expression did not change much. He allowed the palace waiter to carefully bring in a chair with a soft cotton pad on it. After he sat down, he directly raised one of his legs on the horizontal rack under the chair.

The Earl of Villa said slowly: "To be precise, he accepts all the conditions you have given, and these three are added on that basis."

Shilo actually smiled.

Although the young emperor had a pale face, he had a joking smile in his eyes: "I have heard of his Unparalleled Martial Saint Sect. Gu Le also presented me with his complete teachings. Now the movements he made in the northwest are nothing. I can give him a name for a legal religion - anyway, if this Unparalleled Martial Saint Sect is a big deal, the first person to cause trouble for him is probably the Temple of Light.

Of course, with his ability, I would like to believe that he is definitely capable of making the Unparalleled Martial Saint Church prosperous. Heinx was deceived by him, and this guy was just a complete liar. Not only did he get involved in a brave Montoya, but he also got involved in a large number of church elites.

I heard that the fleet that the church had set up to sea has not come back yet. I asked the navy people, and based on their experience, it took half a year. Those guys had not returned yet, so they must have died at sea.

Tacitus is one of Heinx's most trusted left and right hands, and is the leader of the Sacred Knights. Montoya is a loyal warrior and a brave knight.

I think the matter of Wushuang Martial Saint Sect can be left to the Pope to have a headache.

So, I can promise him this one.”

Speaking of this, Hilo's expression seemed a little complicated. After pondering for a moment, he said lightly: "As for old Pete... I can let him go. Since Darling Chen wants to repay my brother's kindness, then I can give it to him. I can send someone to send Pit to the Magic Academy tomorrow - but this guy would better stay in the northwest for the rest of his life. If he leaves Darling Chen's territory, I will never keep my promise."

After a deep look at Ross, Hilo showed a playful smile on his face:

"I can't see that Darling Chen really treats you as a friend. He actually asked me not to force you to come out and serve me anymore. I didn't expect that he would use one of the three precious conditions on you."

Ross looked very calm: "Darling Chen is indeed a good friend. He knows that I like riding a horse very much. And you force me again and again, making me unable to do anything. Every now and then, I have to break one leg. Although I am still strong, it is not a solution to continue like this. He said that human bone regeneration ability is limited. If I fall like this twice, I am afraid I will be really lame in this life."

Shilo glanced at Ross and he was silent for a moment.

"Well, since your Villa family has always liked to play such unintentional games, I will follow your wishes. Ross, from today on, you can continue riding horses, playing women, making friends, and being your playboy. I heard that the most famous gold-selling cave in the imperial capital has dropped by 20% since you didn't go."

"That place is of course excellent. There are the best women, the best wine, and the rare treasures that have been looted from all over the country. But if a big man limps even when walking, he may not have much intention to find a woman. If His Majesty is kind, I think I will not have to hold a crutch in the future."

Shilo stared at Ross: "He only has these three conditions? If I agree, he will promise not to step into the imperial capital?"

Ross thought for a while, his eyes were a little weird: "This guy's original words are: I guarantee that Darling Chen will not step into the imperial capital."

Shilo thought for a moment and nodded to express satisfaction: "This is enough."

...

At this moment, Chen Daolin was standing on the streets of the imperial capital.

As shameless as Chen Daolin, he naturally would not think that he did this violated the agreement with Hilo.

Anyway, Hilo has not agreed to those three conditions yet. Even if he agrees, he will have to wait until Ross comes to see him tomorrow before the negotiations will be concluded.

Before again...

Besides, what I said was "Darling Chen Budazui's step into the imperial capital."

If you understand this sentence from a different perspective: when you set foot in the imperial capital, it would not be Da Lingchen.

It can be Zhang San and Li Si, or Tom Jerry. In short, it is not Darling Chen.

As long as you do not disclose your identity, you will enter the imperial capital with the title of "Professor of the Magic Academy, a holy master, and a former wanted criminal of the Empire", so that everyone can know that it will openly slap the emperor in the face.

Then... I secretly ran into the imperial capital and went for a walk for a few times. I think even if Shilo knew about it, he would only turn a blind eye.

...

The festive atmosphere on the streets of the imperial capital has not yet dissipated, and the colorful streamers on both sides of the Triumph Street have not been taken off.

On the ground, the petals scattered by the parade team in the past two days have long been trampled into soil.

I heard that the Pompeii Chamber of Commerce has made a lot of money in the past few days. The flowers in the imperial capital these days have increased ten times, and the fat man Angulo actually transported a total of six ships of flowers to the imperial capital before the Shilo wedding hall before Shilo's wedding hall.

When Chen Dao walked to Achilles Street, he looked at the huge shop of the Pompeii Chamber of Commerce from afar. It seemed to be brightly lit and the business looked good.

The Tulips Workshop seems to be much more depressed. The bustling and grand appearance of the past has now become deserted. There is no carriage in the huge square in front of the store.

The hotels that belonged to Liszt's family were replaced by other signs. Chen Daolin walked past a hotel with a smile and saw that there were many guests inside, especially the supply of wine was already in short supply.

The most common ale wine has more than doubled.

Hilo's wedding indeed added a lot of prosperity to the imperial capital.

Turning around the corner, Chen Daolin left the colorful Achilles Street and turned on a small path.

After walking for about an hour, the sky had completely darkened.

Chen Daolin grabbed pedestrians on the road and asked several times before finally finding his destination.

This is already a civilian area in the south of the city.

A relatively secluded path is not wide, and can only barely accommodate a carriage to drive in - if there are oncoming vehicles, it will be impossible to get there.

At the end of the path is a small courtyard door that looks quite ancient.

The courtyard wall is not very high, about the shoulder position of a person. Standing outside the courtyard wall, you can also vaguely see the scene in the courtyard.

A big tree with a lush canopy is in the yard, like a big umbrella.

Chen Daolin shook his body and crossed the earth wall and stood under the big tree in the yard.

The ground in the yard was padded with green stone slabs, and only some land was exposed under the big trees.

A rocking chair under the tree was covered with dust. Before Chen Dao walked over, he brushed his sleeves, swept away the dust on it, and then tried to sit down.

Only after sitting down did the chair make an overwhelming creaking sound.

Chen Daolin was sure that if he dared to move his butt, the only consequence of this chair would be to fall apart on the spot.

Chen Daolin thought about it. He stood up, walked to the tree, took out a shovel from the storage ring, and shoveled the soil under the tree.

A moment later, a sealed jar of wine was dug out of the soil.

Chen Daolin looked at the jar in his hand, shook his head and smiled - from the shape full of the celestial flavor in reality, it can be judged that this kind of wine jar is definitely something produced by the Tulips.

After shaking, only two-thirds of the wine left inside.

Chen Daolin slapped the sealed opening on the face and smelled a rich and intoxicating fragrance.

Wine is undoubtedly a good wine. However, the sealing conditions in this era were a little worse. After years of aging, only two-thirds of the wine hidden in the underground remained.

This kind of aged wine must be blended with new wine before it can be eaten. But Chen Daolin doesn't care about these... As a saint-level strongman, plus his abnormal physique, Chen Daolin can be sure that even if he drinks industrial alcohol himself, it will not harm his body.

He raised his head and took a sip, feeling the strong fragrance turned into a ball of fire in his mouth, and then spread to his chest and abdomen. Chen Daolin shivered comfortably before breathing a long sigh.

He raised his head and looked at the big tree in front of him, Chen Daolin put down the wine jar.

In my memory, when I said goodbye, the perverted old guy sat there, looking at the empty sky in the small world... Ghost knows what he could see, and the sky in that place was nothing, and there was not a single hair.

"I have an old friend who passed away in the emperor. When he was dying, he sent me a message saying that he was going to die. He buried a jar of good wine under the tree in the yard of his home. When he died for ten years, the taste of the wine just reached its peak. It was the most beautiful to come out to drink it. That man fought with me for a lifetime. I had never seen him when he went to the imperial capital, and I had never seen him when he died. Speaking of which, everyone had never seen him for most of his life.

But he has always been a picky person. The wine he buried must taste very good compared to... Please help me try it."

——These are the last few words Lu Gao said to himself.

Chen Daolin carried the jar of wine and slowly sat back on the squeaking rocking chair, took another sip, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Lu Gao...well, I should call you Mr. Duan. I did your last request for you."

...

The wine was originally the best wine, and it was buried underground for ten years.

Such a good wine is naturally hard to come by.

Chen Daolin sat on the rocking chair that was about to scatter, slowly pouring the jar of fine wine into half of it.

Finally, a gentle sigh came from outside the yard wall.

The gate of the yard opened silently, and an old man slowly approached the yard.

His steps were very light, and he walked to Chen Daolin, stood in front of him and looked at him, then slowly stretched out his hand.

Chen Daolin looked at him, as if he was smiling, and handed over the jar of wine.

The old man took the jar and sniffed it first, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's a good thing."

He raised his neck and took a sip.

"I thought you wouldn't drink." Chen Daolin looked at him with a faint look.

"I don't usually drink much." The old man returned the jar of wine to Chen Daolin, and then slowly sat opposite Chen Daolin, and sat on a stone platform: "I have done this kind of thing that occasionally breaks the precepts since I was twenty years old. Since I can break the precepts occasionally, of course I have to drink the best wine to be worthy of such breaking the precepts. Your wine is good, and it is the best I have drunk in the past twenty years."

Chen Daolin shook his head: "You look very skilled in drinking, but you don't look like someone who occasionally breaks the rules."

"Are you observing me?"

"Don't get me wrong. When you raised your head and raised your head to drink, I was looking at your neck... I just wanted to observe where to kill you if I wanted to kill you."

"Hahaha!"

The old man smiled coldly, and a little sharpness condensed in his eyes: "Does the dignified saint-level master need to be so careful when he kills people?"
To be continued...