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Chapter 146: Those Who Don't Eat Will Never Die

"Your Majesty, why don't you come with me for breakfast? The royal dining room is ready."

"Let's go!"

Zhao Yun had already prepared a lot of beautiful words, but was stunned by these two words and was speechless.

He became more and more determined that this Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor was similar to those generals who looked like lumps of elm wood.

But not only did he not dare to say such words with his mouth, he didn't even dare to think about it in his heart for a while, for fear that the immortal who had come to the world had the legendary telepathy and could see his thoughts clearly.

When the time comes when this ancestor is angered and a thunder strikes from his palm, doesn't he, the Human Emperor, want to see the King of Hell?

When he arrived at the King of Hell, there was no explanation. When the time came, the King of Hell opened the book of life and death and said in shock: "It turns out that he was struck to death by a thunderbolt from the palm of the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor. It must be that he committed a heinous crime. He was first thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and imprisoned for one or two days."

Let’s talk about it in a hundred years.”

There was no place to cry at that time.

Along the way, Tang Xuanming remained expressionless, which made Zhao Yun hesitate to speak many times, unable to ask any of the questions he wanted to ask.

I could only sit down in silence and watch the palace maids place delicacies one after another on the dining table.

Mouth-watering delicacies were placed on the table. Tang Xuanming raised his eyebrows but did not move his chopsticks. Zhao Yun, who had been carefully observing the face of this heavenly man, his heart skipped a beat and asked: "Is this dish not cooked well? I

Immediately call the chefs in the imperial kitchen to make it again."

Tang Xuanming said indifferently: "These dishes are considered to be the most delicious food in the human world. The craftsmanship and techniques are impeccable. It is not their problem, but my problem."

Zhao Yun didn't know how to proceed, so he could only wait for the ancestor to continue speaking.

"What I want to eat is the essence of heaven and earth, not these whole grains. Those who eat meat are brave and strong, those who eat grains are wise and skillful, those who eat breath are like gods and live long, and those who do not eat will not die and become gods."

"Does the Emperor no longer need to eat?"

Zhao Yun's eyes were shining brightly. Although the maids and eunuchs waiting around him had their heads lowered, their ears were also perked up.

There is no greater secret in the world than listening to a heavenly being explaining interesting things about gods, and their gossip fire is burning brightly.

Tang Xuanming's expression did not change, he shook his head and said: "Since you are born in the human world, you will naturally be stained by the worldly atmosphere. It is okay to eat whole grains, but it is not good for me. It is more important to eat Polygonatum and Danggui to replenish my vitality.

.”

Zhao Yun understood instantly and directly ordered the eunuch beside him: "Go to the treasury and get those ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum that have been treasured for many years."

Soon the palace maids and eunuchs returned. Fearing that the master Tang Xuanming would not have enough to eat, dozens of palace maids and eunuchs came over and confiscated a bunch of large and small boxes.

Tang Xuanming was not polite. He took out a ginseng as thick as a baby's arm from the palace maid's hand and chewed it. With his other hand, he neatly took out a Ganoderma lucidum about half a meter high and chewed it in his mouth.

Zhao Yun looked at Tang Xuanming's snow-white front teeth. Tang Xuanming was gnawing on ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum like a chicken leg. He always felt that the style of the painting was a bit broken, and that something was wrong.

But no one could care about the owner. After chewing on the century-old ginseng and century-old Ganoderma lucidum, Tang Xuanming shut up. The body he had just descended could only withstand the power of this medicine at most. Any more would be difficult to digest.

Just eat two more ginseng around noon... Tang Xuanming looked at the dozens of boxes of different sizes and was very satisfied.

Zhao Yun deeply admired the master's teeth. Those dried medicinal herbs were not easier to chew than tree trunks. It was indeed not easy for Tang Xuanming to eat them in three mouthfuls.

Lizong did not take the initiative to speak and was in shock, but Tang Xuanming had to take the initiative to find topics. He could not chew medicinal herbs every day in the Song Dynasty palace, although this kind of life was very enjoyable.

But destroying Mongolia was the top priority, and he urgently needed to understand the current situation.

"Tell me about the situation in the world today!"

“The world is in such chaos that I don’t know where to start?”

Zhao Yun couldn't figure out the master's temper, and at the same time he didn't know where to start.

"Tell me about the north, I'm most interested in it."

Zhao Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The northern Mongolia is about to move south. Since the fall of the Jin Kingdom, there is no obstacle between Mongolia and the Song Dynasty. Once the Mongols move south, the Central Plains will be destined to sink, and hundreds of millions of Chinese people will be trapped in water and fire."

Among them, all the Chinese traditions will be destroyed, no one will worship the ancestors and gods anymore, and this place will become a grazing land for barbarians."

Since Emperor Zhenwudangmo mentioned the god's gastronomy, Zhao Yun took the initiative to bring the topic to this topic.

Sure enough, he saw that the Zhenwudang Demon Emperor's face turned slightly gloomy.

"A more specific situation."

"The Song Dynasty has no generals who can lead troops in war, except for Guo Jing who inherited Wu Mu's suicide note in Xiangyang..."

"If it weren't for the literati who commanded them on the spot, there would have been countless generals in the Song Dynasty who could fight."

Tang Xuanming interrupted Zhao Yun's words without politeness, and Zhao Yun had a stern look on his face.

Tang Xuanming frowned and said in a doubtful tone: "Guo Jing of Xiangyang City?"

"Yes, yes, he was originally the sworn brother of Mongolian Emperor Meng Ge's father Tuo Lei. He was called the Golden Sword Prince Consort by Mongolia."

"It's just that he was originally Han and was unwilling to accept Mongolian rule. He took the initiative to help the Song Dynasty resist the Mongol invasion. Could it be that he was a Mongol spy?"

Zhao Yun looked at Zhenwu Dang Mo Dadi Liu with an interested expression, and hurriedly reported all the news about Guo Jing.

He is quite familiar with this stupid city lord, after all, he worked hard to cure it back then.

"He's not a spy."

A rare smile appeared on the corner of Tang Xuanming's mouth, which made Zhao Yun's heart move, and he secretly guessed the identity of Guo Jing.

Could it be the reincarnation of a heavenly being?

"Is there any specific news about Xiangyang City?"

"this……"

Zhao Yun had ignored government affairs for many days and was really unclear about the news, so he called an old eunuch over and asked him to report it to Tang Xuanming.

The old eunuch was trembling with fear, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy and dull. He was scolded by Zhao Yun once before he could report back normally.

"Xiangyang has recently written to the court asking for silver to support the soldiers and food for the Xiangyang army. After asking for no results, I heard that they had held a martial arts conference to elect a martial arts leader and gathered many martial arts people in Xiangyang to resist together.

Mongol army."

The old eunuch's words were sharp and slow, but Tang Xuanming frowned as he listened, which frightened the old eunuch even more, for fear of causing dissatisfaction among the gods.

Tang Xuanming didn't say much, nor would he argue with a eunuch.

After pondering for a moment, when Zhao Yun and others were confused, they saw the heavenly man flipping his right hand, and an object the size of a fist and a green drop of water appeared on it.

"This is?"

Zhao Yun's eyes were very bright, and he was curious about both the ability of heavenly beings to pick up objects out of thin air and the unknown objects in the hands of heavenly beings.

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