The night after Emperor Yuan left, Lin Jiufeng woke up Wuming in the copper coffin.
"Master!" Wuming shouted respectfully.
"From now on, your master is no longer me, but His Majesty, Emperor Yuan of the Yuhua Dynasty. Go find him." Lin Jiufeng calmly ordered, switching the identity of the master to Emperor Yuan.
Lin Jiufeng listened to the troubles his brother mentioned during the day. Although he didn't want to deal with them, Lin Jiufeng could still do it by handing Wuming to Emperor Yuan and reducing his pressure.
With Wu Ming, the Martial Saint, there would be much less resistance to his reforms.
Handing Wuming over, on the other hand, he also had selfish motives. As long as his younger brother's throne is more stable, he will be safer in the cold palace, and no one will disturb him.
If the Yuhua Dynasty really falls apart, Lin Jiufeng's place will become uneasy.
After all, under this cold palace, it is a very gloomy place, and many people will be jealous.
Wuming turned around and left the Leng Palace, went to the Forbidden City, and went to see His Majesty.
Lin Jiufeng didn't know what happened in the Forbidden City last night.
He only met his nephew early the next morning.
A very handsome boy with fine features and fine features, he was already five years old and had not yet been included in the royal family tree. Emperor Yuan had no choice but to remember that his eldest brother was very knowledgeable and would have no problem teaching a child.
In the cold palace, Lin Jiufeng looked at the boy in front of her and asked, "What's your name?"
"Lin Tianyuan!" the child replied abruptly.
"Do you know why you came here?" Lin Jiufeng continued to ask.
"Follow His Highness's teachings." Lin Tianyuan replied.
"Alright, don't call me Your Highness from now on. Call me Sir." Lin Jiufeng waved his hand. This was a gift from his younger brother. No matter what, Lin Jiufeng would teach him well.
"Okay, sir." Lin Tianyuan knelt down and kowtowed. He was clean and neat, without the confusion and fear of other children.
"From today on, if you follow me, I don't need you to serve anything. Practice with peace of mind. I will guide you." Lin Jiufeng warned.
"Okay, sir." Lin Tianyuan agreed.
"There is a secret book here, you can take it to practice." Lin Jiufeng handed Lin Tianyuan the Dameng Chunqiu Kung Fu that he had signed in before.
This is a very powerful internal energy technique, and this is what Lin Jiufeng is practicing now.
Lin Tianyuan took it respectfully, then read through it carefully. If he didn't understand something, he asked Lin Jiufeng directly.
When they were older and younger, they began to practice silently in the cold palace.
Lin Jiufeng gradually discovered that Lin Tianyuan's cultivation talent was quite good. It only took him one month to complete the Qi training and foundation building.
This speed is faster than when Lin Jiufeng was the prince.
Of course, the Dameng Chunqiu Kung Fu, as well as the foundation-building pill signed by Lin Jiufeng, including Lin Jiufeng's personal guidance, all helped him increase his speed.
But his own talent is also very amazing and should not be underestimated.
A month later, Lin Jiufeng began to teach him new skills.
The sword-slaying technique!
This is the sword technique that Lin Jiufeng signed for the first time, and it is also one of Lin Jiufeng's only two sword techniques now. It is so powerful that it can kill the enemy instantly.
Lin Jiufeng ordered Lin Tianyuan to draw his sword a thousand times a day, and no laziness was allowed. Each time he must concentrate on it, it counts as one.
Five-year-old Lin Tianyuan gritted his teeth and persisted with his thin body. He took a Foundation Building Pill every two days to replenish his body's nutrition.
Every seven days, Lin Jiufeng would let Lin Tianyuan go home to meet his mother, and then come back to continue practicing.
Of course, Lin Jiufeng could also relax, eat the delicacies brought by Dachun, drink fine wine, and listen to Dachun talk about trivial things.
"Your Highness, a big event happened in the imperial capital yesterday." Dachun said with a smile.
Lin Jiufeng asked: "What's the big deal?"
"His Majesty suddenly announced yesterday that he would reform the land, starting with the imperial capital itself. The first to bear the brunt were the four major families in the imperial capital. They strongly opposed it, and most of the civil and military officials also opposed it," Dachun said.
Lin Jiufeng drank silently and said, "What happens next?"
"Then, in front of all the civil and military officials, His Majesty asked the Royal Forest Army to capture the members of the four major families and put them in prison." Dachun said excitedly.
"What's the reaction of the four major families?" Lin Jiufeng asked calmly.
After handing Wu Ming to Emperor Yuan, Lin Jiufeng guessed that he was going to make a big move, but she didn't expect that his younger brother could remain calm and waited for a month before taking action.
"Of course they rebelled. The four major families directly contacted the Forbidden Army and wanted to clear the emperor's side and rebel at night." Dachun said.
"There was no movement last night." Lin Jiufeng thought for a moment. He was practicing last night, but he didn't hear any commotion.
Although Leng Palace was very remote, he could still sense the rebellion of the imperial army.
"Of course there was no movement. Just when they were about to rebel, the Martial Saint took action and killed all the masters of the four major families. The traitor generals in the Forbidden Army were also killed. The storm was calmed down for a while. This morning, the government and the opposition were in chaos. "Purge, His Majesty's prestige has never been stronger, no one dares to act arrogantly anymore," Dachun said excitedly.
After he said this, he quietly asked: "Your Highness, was that Martial Saint the one you gave in to?"
In the entire Yuhua Dynasty, only Dachun knew that Lin Jiufeng had a martial saint under his command.
Lin Jiufeng smiled and said: "That is your Majesty's Martial Saint. I am just an abandoned prince imprisoned in the cold palace. There are no Martial Saint's subordinates anywhere. You have finished telling your story. Pack your things and leave. See you next time."
Dachun said, he knew Lin Jiufeng didn't want to say anything, so he stopped asking, packed up his things, and left.
After Dachun left, Lin Jiufeng looked at the Forbidden City and murmured: "Your pressure should be much less now. With a Martial Saint supporting you, the resistance to reform will be much less."
Eliminating resistance from both the government and the public is only the first step. He still has a long way to go.
Lin Jiufeng continued to sign in and practice, waiting to break through to the Grand Master, and teach Lin Tianyuan by the way.
Ten years passed in a flash.
Time has come to the tenth year of the first year of Yuhua.
It was also the tenth year that Emperor Yuan ascended the throne.
Lin Jiufeng also lived in the cold palace for fifteen years.
He went from a young man in his twenties to a forty-year-old uncle. After years of baptism, his young and handsome face remained unchanged.
After ten years, Lin Jiufeng's cultivation reached the peak of Grand Master.
The pinnacle in the true sense of the word.
He was not in a hurry to break through. In fact, he could have broken through five years ago. But at that time, Lin Jiufeng realized the mystery of the Martial Saint realm and began to polish himself. He was not in a hurry to break through. Until now, he has polished it deeply enough.
Lin Jiufeng dared to say that he could kill a martial saint like Wuming with a snap of his fingers.
This is what he has accumulated over the past ten years.
In the past ten years, the only person who has witnessed Lin Jiufeng's strength is Lin Tianyuan. He has grown from five to fifteen years old. He is very tall and has a childish face, but his strength cannot be underestimated.
In the past ten years, the outside world has been turbulent and tense.