"This is the guts of a poisonous dragon that I killed in heaven. You can make wine with it and drink a glass of it every day. You won't be able to live forever, but you can easily live for a hundred years."
Tang Xuanming casually put the snake gall he took out from the body of the gray-spotted snake in the wilderness on the jade plate handed over by the eunuch, and blew the snake gall into the gall bladder of a poisonous dragon. He was not worried at all.
His tone of voice was like squeezing a bedbug to death or trampling an ant to death.
As for the eunuch, he was stunned for a moment, and then he started to fidget, staring straight at the dragon "inner elixir" on the jade plate in front of him, and he was almost scared to death.
Zhao Yun's eyes were shining brightly. He carefully took the jade plate from the eunuch's hand and stared at the green dragon "inner elixir" carefully. He was deeply amazed by the power of the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor. The dragon could easily defeat it.
To kill is simply beyond human comprehension.
What's even more surprising is the understatement of Emperor Zhenwudangmo, which makes him more respectful. Looking at the "inner elixir" with a slight fishy smell in the jade plate in front of him, he is not disgusted at all, but becomes more convinced.
He asked in a tone full of surprise: "Isn't it a problem to live to be a hundred years old?"
Tang Xuanming maintained a cold image and replied coldly: "It is not a problem to live for a hundred years, but the dragon's sexual promiscuity has certain side effects."
"Oh, what are the side effects?" Zhao Yun asked with a worried look on his face, no longer doubting the authenticity of the inner elixir.
"The dragon's sexual lust will greatly increase your desire."
Hearing this unexpected side effect, Zhao Yun was a little worried, but was also slightly surprised.
When people reach middle age, they are always a little overwhelmed, let alone an emperor with a harem of three thousand beauties.
In his opinion, these are side effects, it is simply a supreme treasure!
But he still asked with some caution: "Will this affect my lifespan?"
"No, your physique will get better and better, and you will not even be inferior to those warriors who have been on the battlefield for a long time."
Tang Xuanming's words were as cold as a piece of ice, but Zhao Yun's heart was burning.
He will definitely be on the battlefield in the future, but not on the grasslands of the north, but on his dragon bed.
Occasionally, he will be born with ambitions and want to turn the world around.
But the setbacks in the first half of his life have made him see the fact clearly that he is not the material in this field and he does not have this ability.
And the life of extravagance and extravagance has long fascinated him, making it difficult for him to break away.
In this case, it's better to simply let it go.
Anyway, the current crisis in Mongolia seems to be solved by heaven and man. He can just favor the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards in the palace. Why go to the desert in the north to fight.
Tang Xuanming remained indifferent, as if he could not see Zhao Yun's hidden joy, and said: "I need to obtain the position of Privy Councilor."
The privy envoy was the highest military officer and could nominally command all the armies of the Song Dynasty.
The Song Dynasty was founded incorrectly. When Zhao Kuangyin was in charge of military power, he immediately wore a yellow robe. He was afraid that future generations would repeat this process, so he always suppressed the military attachés, without exception.
Therefore, this position is usually given to literati. The literati do not understand military affairs and do not know how to lead troops to fight. Therefore, even if they obtain this position of power, they have no way to rebel.
In the history of the Song Dynasty, very few military attaches held this position. Even Yue Fei, a famous general who fought against the Jin Dynasty and was invincible, was only the deputy privy envoy. The other person who served as the privy envoy was Di Qing, who was frightened by the barbarians.
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This commander-in-chief among the military attaches did not end well. He faced criticism from countless civilian officials in his position as Privy Councilor, and was dismissed from office after only four years.
Even Zhao Yun, who was addicted to wine and sex, was a little hesitant about the position that Tang Xuanming asked for.
The Song Dynasty did not have this tradition.
Tang Xuanming sneered when he saw this, and there was a faint dragon's roar coming from his body. Countless eunuchs were shocked. Zhao Yun subconsciously took several steps back and almost fell to his knees, feeling a terrible pressure.
Only then did he realize that the person standing in front of him was not a warrior or a eunuch seeking to usurp the throne, but a heavenly being who came to the world riding a dragon.
Before he could speak, Tang Xuanming had already revealed his thoughts.
"I don't care about a mere human dynasty. Your ancestor Zhao Kuangyin always bowed to me when he saw me in heaven. Do I care about your human dynasty?"
Zhao Yun was panic-stricken. The person in front of him was too senior and he didn't know how to answer the call.
After a disagreement, he directly talked about his ancestors. How could he open his mouth?
"If it weren't for the sake of maintaining the orthodoxy of the human world and maintaining the spirit of the Central Plains, do you think I would be willing to come to this filthy human world and be contaminated by this unpleasant breath of mortals?"
Zhao Yun Nuonuo didn't dare to say anything, so he pondered for a long time before saying: "Everything is in accordance with the emperor's wishes. I only hope that the emperor can quell the evil spirit in the north as soon as possible and return a peaceful world to the Central Plains."
"You don't need to say anything more. There will be a result soon, and I can't wait too long."
Tang Xuanming said something that Zhao Yun didn't understand. He saw Tang Xuanming looking into space with no intention of explaining.
Zhao Yun quietly ordered the eunuchs around him to get the best wine and soak the "Dragon Inner Elixir" on the jade plate.
Then he said to Tang Xuanming relaxedly: "I already know the intention of the gods to help the country. The appointment of the privy envoy will be issued soon, and the gods will be the privy envoys soon."
"In order to avoid the opposition of those stubborn literati, I will take the initiative to explain to them about the appointment of heavenly beings. The emperor can just do what he wants to do, and the Song Dynasty court will definitely spare no effort to support it."
Tang Xuanming nodded, but there was no joy on his face as he would be crowned king or prime minister. He just said calmly: "I need to take out some precious medicinal materials from the treasury to ensure my daily diet. After being appointed by the Privy Council, I will
Will go north."
"Won't the emperor stay in the palace for a little longer? I can satisfy any needs. I just hope that the emperor can stay in Lin'an City for a little longer."
The gesture shown by Tang Xuanming made Zhao Yun a little reluctant to give up, especially since the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor had previously sent out a dragon's inner elixir in an extremely light tone.
If the master is comfortable here, and some things can be exposed between the fingernails of the heavenly being's hands, it will be enough for him.
There may even be a chance of immortality and becoming a god.
Zhao Yun's gesture was too obvious, and Tang Xuanming saw through it at a glance, and said in cold words: "If you want to live forever, the methods of ancient Qi practitioners are the most suitable, but that kind of cultivation method is too low-level, I simply can't.