The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 722 - 716 I know who he is now

Chapter 722: Chapter 716 I know who he is now

"You say it’s whoever you say it is."

Yu Jizi realized something was off with Tian Jizi.

He turned his head to Yixi and asked, "What’s wrong with your master? Why can’t he tell people apart?"

Yixi replied, "My master is over a hundred years old. He’s naturally become senile." At the same time, he shook his head in lament, "Only people like my master and grandmaster can live so long and still be so spirited. It’s just that although his body is energetic, his mind... inevitably has aged."

Yu Jizi felt a deep sense of empathy as he looked at Tian Jizi, who couldn’t even recognize who he was anymore, and he found himself unable to say another word.

What this little Taoist boy, Yixi, said made sense. They lived longer than ordinary people. Even at his age, his body wasn’t worse than that of a young person, but that didn’t mean that all his organs stayed young.

If one day he also became confused, even if that thing was accomplished, it would be meaningless.

He stood up, gave a fist and palm salute to Tian Jizi, and said, "Senior brother, when I heard you had come to Sanqing Temple, I made a special trip to see you. Now that I see you’re still in good health after all these years, I can leave at ease."

Since he was senile, there wasn’t much to say.

Yixi rose to see Yu Jizi out of Qianyuan Hall, then turned back and asked Tian Jizi, "Master, do you recognize who he was now?"

Tian Jizi, with a confused expression, said, "How would I know who he is? And what’s it to me who he is?"

Yixi helplessly said, "Oh dear, Master, you’ve become so muddled that you didn’t even recognize him?"

"Who is he?" Tian Jizi raised an eyebrow, refusing to admit that he was confused, and coldly snorted, "I know who he is, I just don’t want to say."

"...You know?"

Tian Jizi, as if he were onto something, patted his chest and said, "How many people in this world would wear a black Eight Trigrams robe and have a head of white hair? There’s only one person who dares to dress like that."

That’s right...

Yixi’s eyes widened.

Although the master didn’t recognize the face, being the master, he guessed the person just by their clothes.

"Hmph, he’s none other than the Emperor of Zhuzhao Country, Jin Moning."

Yixi put a hand to his forehead, wanting to take back his previous thought.

"Zijin, even if it’s a dragon robe, only he dares to dress like that in this entire world. Hey, I’m telling you, if you become emperor one day, you must dress like that too. Becoming an emperor means you have to."

Yixi smiled bitterly out of helplessness, "Master, the big senior brother is the one who will wear clothes like that in the future, but our Tianzong’s State Preceptor robe is a white Eight Trigrams robe."

"Nonsense, all dragon robes look the same."

"Master, the big senior brother is going to be the State Preceptor, not the Emperor. That’s a Daoist robe, not a dragon robe!"

"Aren’t you the one who said you didn’t want to be the State Preceptor anymore, that you wanted to be the Emperor? Zijin, you better explain to me clearly what you really want to be."

Yixi was already dizzy from the conversation, feeling that his master was becoming increasingly muddled.

The big senior brother is the greatest among the Dao Family’s Tianzong, clearly destined to be the State Preceptor, so how could he possibly become the Emperor?

Even though he also bears the surname Jin, what does he have to do with Emperor Jin Moning? Did he think that the Emperor, like the State Preceptor, is chosen by election?

Really, it seems that Master and Yu Jizi also share the surname Jin.

...

Gu Youyou sat in the courtyard discussing with Miss Du about starting a ready-to-wear clothing store.

The designs would be drawn by Gu Youyou, as she wanted to create a unique style of her own to sell exclusively to wealthy ladies.

When it came to starting a ready-to-wear clothing store and hiring skilled embroiderers, Miss Du was somewhat shy about her finances and blushed ever so slightly.