Chapter 4983
The Qiankun Hall was empty.
The bronze lampstand is in the shape of a cloud of cranes, and as the door is pushed open, the candles begin to flicker on and off.
There were thunderstorms outside, Lu Yu closed the door, and the sound of rain was isolated from the outside of Qiankun Hall.
In the dim light, a five-clawed golden dragon robe came into view.
Zhao Yuanyan was wearing a dragon robe, his hair was loose, and he was sitting under the high platform of the dragon chair without any grace. The air is filled with the smell of green ant wine, and the solemn and solemn court palace in the past now seems to be an ordinary restaurant and teahouse, and the smell of drunkenness is quite pungent.
Lu Yu frowned, but he did not expect that Zhao Yuanyan would make such a gesture.
"sit down."
Zhao Yuanyan's voice was rather hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.
In front of him, there was a table with a few wine jugs scattered on it, and a pair of clean bowls were placed there, apparently prepared for Lu Yu long ago.
"If you're worried about poison, you don't have to drink it, I can drink it at my own discretion." Zhao Yuanyan drank the wine in the bowl with a frenzy on his face.
Zhao Yuanyan is like a gambler who has lost everything, going on his last madness in this palace that belongs to him.
It has been less than a year since Zhao Yuanyan ascended the throne, and he has changed from an orthodox emperor who has mastered the world to a loser who has lost everything.
The army no longer listened to him, even the Jinyi Longwei and the Imperial Army who were closest to him left him.
Baiguan no longer obeyed him, and even opened the palace gate to welcome Lu Yu's arrival.
The Honorable Ninety-five is just empty words. He was sitting on this Qiankun Temple, and his original intention was to master the universe, but his orders could not be passed out of the Qiankun Temple for half a step.
Lu Yu knew Zhao Yuanyan's mood now.
Everything he once mastered was vanished in a blink of an eye, no matter how determined a person was, he would feel quite broken at this time.
Lu Yu sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it. Immediately, he only felt a warm current that penetrated into his internal organs, and actually made his mana improve a point out of thin air. Obviously, this wine was also refined with many heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
If such a pot of wine spreads out, it is enough to be treated as a treasure of the day, and it can be sold together with many precious medicinal pills.
However, Lu Yu is the body of a Martial Immortal, and he will not be invaded by a hundred poisons, and he will not worry about Zhao Yuanyan's poisoning.
"The wine is good." Lu Yu said.
Zhao Yuanyan said: "This is the spirit wine brewed by the imperial kitchen. If you like it, I will send you a few more pots."
Looking at Lu Yu, Zhao Yuanyan suddenly sighed: "Actually, there was no grudge between you and me, and I wanted to kill Pei Tianguang because of his stubbornness and violated my interests. In the end, even if you saved him, I would still I don't mean to blame you."
"You are a disciple of Wensheng, and you have such a high talent. If you are used by me in the future, you will definitely be able to make a prince and worship the chancellor and achieve an unworldly merit. It's a pity..."
Zhao Yuanyan suddenly looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes: "Unfortunately, if I had known that such a day would come, I would have gotten rid of you first, regardless of the consequences."
"Unfortunately, you didn't. Xu Guizong also wanted to get rid of me, but it was a pity that he didn't use all his strength. These are all things in the past, and it's a sure thing. Besides, it's useless." Lu Yu said lightly.
"Yeah, it's useless."
A wry smile appeared on Zhao Yuanyan's face: "I didn't expect that even the Marquis of Shenwei could die at your hands. As expected of a disciple of Wensheng, it seems that I still lose a lot."
The bronze lampstand is in the shape of a cloud of cranes, and as the door is pushed open, the candles begin to flicker on and off.
There were thunderstorms outside, Lu Yu closed the door, and the sound of rain was isolated from the outside of Qiankun Hall.
In the dim light, a five-clawed golden dragon robe came into view.
Zhao Yuanyan was wearing a dragon robe, his hair was loose, and he was sitting under the high platform of the dragon chair without any grace. The air is filled with the smell of green ant wine, and the solemn and solemn court palace in the past now seems to be an ordinary restaurant and teahouse, and the smell of drunkenness is quite pungent.
Lu Yu frowned, but he did not expect that Zhao Yuanyan would make such a gesture.
"sit down."
Zhao Yuanyan's voice was rather hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.
In front of him, there was a table with a few wine jugs scattered on it, and a pair of clean bowls were placed there, apparently prepared for Lu Yu long ago.
"If you're worried about poison, you don't have to drink it, I can drink it at my own discretion." Zhao Yuanyan drank the wine in the bowl with a frenzy on his face.
Zhao Yuanyan is like a gambler who has lost everything, going on his last madness in this palace that belongs to him.
It has been less than a year since Zhao Yuanyan ascended the throne, and he has changed from an orthodox emperor who has mastered the world to a loser who has lost everything.
The army no longer listened to him, even the Jinyi Longwei and the Imperial Army who were closest to him left him.
Baiguan no longer obeyed him, and even opened the palace gate to welcome Lu Yu's arrival.
The Honorable Ninety-five is just empty words. He was sitting on this Qiankun Temple, and his original intention was to master the universe, but his orders could not be passed out of the Qiankun Temple for half a step.
Lu Yu knew Zhao Yuanyan's mood now.
Everything he once mastered was vanished in a blink of an eye, no matter how determined a person was, he would feel quite broken at this time.
Lu Yu sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it. Immediately, he only felt a warm current that penetrated into his internal organs, and actually made his mana improve a point out of thin air. Obviously, this wine was also refined with many heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
If such a pot of wine spreads out, it is enough to be treated as a treasure of the day, and it can be sold together with many precious medicinal pills.
However, Lu Yu is the body of a Martial Immortal, and he will not be invaded by a hundred poisons, and he will not worry about Zhao Yuanyan's poisoning.
"The wine is good." Lu Yu said.
Zhao Yuanyan said: "This is the spirit wine brewed by the imperial kitchen. If you like it, I will send you a few more pots."
Looking at Lu Yu, Zhao Yuanyan suddenly sighed: "Actually, there was no grudge between you and me, and I wanted to kill Pei Tianguang because of his stubbornness and violated my interests. In the end, even if you saved him, I would still I don't mean to blame you."
"You are a disciple of Wensheng, and you have such a high talent. If you are used by me in the future, you will definitely be able to make a prince and worship the chancellor and achieve an unworldly merit. It's a pity..."
Zhao Yuanyan suddenly looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes: "Unfortunately, if I had known that such a day would come, I would have gotten rid of you first, regardless of the consequences."
"Unfortunately, you didn't. Xu Guizong also wanted to get rid of me, but it was a pity that he didn't use all his strength. These are all things in the past, and it's a sure thing. Besides, it's useless." Lu Yu said lightly.
"Yeah, it's useless."
A wry smile appeared on Zhao Yuanyan's face: "I didn't expect that even the Marquis of Shenwei could die at your hands. As expected of a disciple of Wensheng, it seems that I still lose a lot."
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