Durin's Diary

Chapter 838: Lantern Dance

At the dinner, Du Lin asked the young man questions about the court situation. For example, the people of this land did not seem to have much respect for him, the grandson of the emperor.

Then he was shocked - because Xiao Qi gave Du Lin a completely different answer - Chang Tang completed its transformation into a republic two hundred years ago. Although the royal family still exists, most of the time it is the emperor and the wise men who rule the country together.

What a mess this is.

After listening to this, Daju felt that his system was not enough.

·Don’t talk about you, I also feel a little dizzy. The Chang Tang Republic, no, this is too much of a philosopher king. Why would the feudal emperor take the initiative to give up his power and let his children and grandchildren rule the world together with the wise men, and the descendants of the wise men have no intention of rebelling. I really can’t understand this.

Eleven couldn't understand this.

Du Lin didn't understand either - in his previous life, human history had already reached tens of thousands of years later, but people of that era were still confused by power.

The lives in this ecosystem actually started to play with the concept of philosopher kings. What's even more terrifying is that it seems that these guys have actually maintained this concept for two hundred years, and the entire society has started to run on its own.

This is really outrageous.

But when you think about it, you see, with real gods around, it seems that human greed will really be suppressed. After all, some empty talk is no longer just empty talk.

In Du Lin's past life, when someone mentioned the gods as witnesses, everyone just ignored him. But here, if you said the gods as witnesses, there was a chance that at least five gods with nothing better to do would cross thousands of miles to spy on you in the next second.

Thinking about it this way, Du Lin felt that there was nothing wrong with the existence of real gods. It seemed that his ideas still needed to be changed. For example, he should believe in good gods and find a way to kill bad ones.

It is indeed a brand new approach.

Thinking of this, Du Lin threw the purse on the counter: "Miss Qi, count it yourself."

"My aunt said that your meal will be charged to the Zhulong Restaurant." The girl at the counter stood up, and this time, her smile was particularly flattering.

Du Lin smiled and waved his hand, and the purse returned to his waist.

But there was a stack of snack boxes on the counter: "There's one for everyone who comes today. I'm sure everyone will like it."

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Meanwhile, the old emperor, who had returned to his harem, was watching his snack box being carefully inspected by the inner guards. This made him very worried: "That child will never harm me. What are you checking? Don't block me from eating snacks."

"Your Majesty, this is routine work. Don't hesitate. Our internal security won't harm you." The middle-aged man beside him drooped his eyes. "But there was an old man who not only twisted his back while climbing over the wall, but also had the audacity to go to the bank and ask for a plaster. If the loyal and reliable manager hadn't recognized him and notified us, we wouldn't know where to find him."

"I was wondering how you could find me, the traitor, so accurately!" The old man gritted his teeth in anger when he heard about this.

But the old lady sitting nearby disagreed. "The manager should be highly praised for this matter. Xiao Chen, remember to make a banner and send it to him. Don't let the responsible manager be disgraced."

"Yes, Queen, it is your will." The middle-aged man smiled and saluted the hostess of the palace.

At this time, the snack box was confirmed to be free of any toxins. The young inspector opened the box and looked at the glutinous rice balls inside with some hesitation: "Do we have to test each one?"

"You don't need every one of them. Just pick one and let Old Huang have a taste." This time, their queen smiled and pointed to the big yellow dog lying in the sun not far away.

An old dog lay curled up on the bluestone slabs beside the inner hall's main entrance. The spring sun filtered through the old leaves, basking in its ginger-colored fur. A grayish leather collar hung from its neck, half a mahogany bagua—originally used to ward off evil spirits, but unfortunately, a child's hands got too excited and snapped it in half. As if hearing its master's call, the old dog sat up immediately.

The middle-aged man picked one at random and handed it to the old yellow dog.

The latter sniffed it, then took a bite and swallowed it.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the mottled fur of the old yellow dog was becoming shiny and smooth again.

"This box of stuffed World Tree fruit is much more valuable than my old man's life." The queen recognized the effect of this snack at a glance.

Her leisurely sigh made the old emperor very happy. He smiled like a child: "Look at that child from the Elsh family, how sensible. Oh, is he married? But it doesn't matter whether he is married or not. Let me introduce my granddaughter to him."

"Come on, I've seen all kinds of girls, and you still want me to marry our 200-pound girl, isn't that shameful?"

The old lady rolled her eyes at the old thing in her family.

The old man sighed: "What should we do then?"

"Let her lose weight first." The old lady replied to her foolish husband.

The middle-aged people tried hard to hold back their laughter because they were very professional.

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Mrs. Qi still underestimated the snacks left by Mr. Du Lin. From the moment the first person, the talented man from Songjiang, who ate the snacks, opened his mouth and spat out his rotten teeth, and then discovered with surprise that he had grown new teeth, the diners in the restaurant almost fought over these snacks.

What a talented man from Jiangnan, this snack to patch up the sky seems to be much more important than their pedantic literature and art.

Fortunately, Young Master Du Lin left enough snacks, one for each person.

So after hastily distributing the snacks, Mrs. Qi looked at the last box in her hand and began to think about whether taking this box of snacks home to honor her aunt would ease the pain she had suffered today.

Then a short man walked in. He stood on tiptoe and looked at the Qi family lady at the counter: "Sell me this snack, Sister Qi."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The legendary master of the Elsh family gave these snacks to my aunt. I'm selling them to you. I haven't lived long enough, you silly boy."

Without her noticing, Du Lin had transformed from a lecherous child in her eyes to a legendary master in her mouth.

"You're talking nonsense. He said it was for the dim sum customers to taste."

"The customers have all left now, and the store is closed today. You have no money to spend."

"I only have one. I want to buy one for my grandfather. I heard that eating it can help teeth grow back on their own. My grandfather is afraid of pain, so he has never had a tooth filled surgically."

"It's a good thing to be filial, but I really won't sell it. The elders in my family can't afford to give one to each person." After hearing what the young man said, Mrs. Qi's tone softened a lot.

But favors are favors, and business is business. There is really no reason to give such a good thing to others. There are many people in the Qi family, and the elders can't get any of the snacks. As a junior, she really has no way to give it to others.

(End of this chapter)