He is now a dying man, his consciousness is still a little unclear at times, and he is even more confused about his current situation. He has no confidence to refuse at all.
Even if this was a cup of poison, he would drink it without hesitation.
He drank the glass of wine tremblingly, and soon a warm feeling spread from his abdomen.
In that warm place, all the discomforts in his body disappeared.
But in just a few blinks of an eye, Zhao Kuangyin felt himself back to normal.
Not only that, he felt stronger and lighter.
"Thank you!" He suppressed the strangeness in his heart and quickly saluted the three people.
Li Shimin smiled indifferently: "Anyone who can enter the tavern is a friend, so you don't have to be polite, Brother Zhao."
Ying Zheng pointed to the side and said, "If Brother Zhao is not in a hurry to go back, why don't we have a drink and chat together."
Hua Tuo spoke a few words to a few people and then walked away alone.
He was earlier reading a book on modern medicine.
This was given to him by An Xin a few days ago.
The light where he lived was dim, so he chose to read in the pub.
Today, Sun Simiao has been named the national teacher and enjoys great fame in the Tang Dynasty.
Even if he himself does not covet power, his material conditions are not bad at all.
On the contrary, after Hua Tuo's rejuvenation caused a sensation in the surrounding areas, he disguised himself and hid away.
He prefers quietness.
Moreover, he was living in a chaotic world with conflicts and many powerful people rising up. He didn't want to bring trouble upon himself.
…
Ying Zheng and the other two had a very pleasant chat.
From him and Li Shimin, Zhao Kuangyin gradually learned about the various extraordinary features of the tavern.
In fact, all of this had happened in the scenes before he entered the tavern, but he thought it was too far-fetched at the time and did not take it seriously.
Now, listening to the two of them introducing those extraordinary wines, the collections in the treasure pavilion, and the Hero Orders, including the restaurant that often supplies dragon liver, phoenix marrow, and unicorn arms, Zhao Kuangyin was even more excited.
They discussed the tavern, talked about the guests who looked like gods from otherworldly dimensions, and talked about their respective political systems. Finally, the topic shifted to Zhao Kuangyin's current situation.
After listening to what happened that night, Ying Zheng shook his head and said, "It seems that it was indeed your brother who did it."
Zhao Kuangyin drank the wine gloomily.
The secret conflict between the brothers gradually became more intense, but he never thought of putting his younger brother to death.
It turns out that he is not only cruel to outsiders, but also to his own brother!
Zhao Kuangyin's face turned pale.
Li Shimin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Power is blinding."
He understood Zhao Kuangyin's mentality very well.
Isn’t his conflict with Li Jiancheng the same?
Zhao Kuangyin sighed: "Brother Zheng, Brother Shimin, can you tell me about the future of the Song Dynasty?"
Hearing this, they both suddenly looked at a place not far away at the same time.
There were two other people sitting there, drinking and chatting over a plate of peanuts.
Zhao Kuangyin subconsciously followed the two people's gaze.
Although they are two young men, he doesn't think they are really young.
He has now figured out the rules of the tavern.
There are several kinds of wine that can make people feel younger.
Not to mention that the beautiful girl standing in front of the bar is a real female ghost.
I heard that there are still two thousand-year-old snake monsters.
Noticing the gazes of the three people, Yue Fei and Yao Chen turned their heads.
The two of them were bored in the evening and happened to come to the pub to sit together.
Yue Fei has been living a very comfortable life recently.
The Jin people in the north had been driven into the deep mountains and forests, and their journey southward was even more unstoppable.
The old Song Dynasty has completely become history.
Yue Fei did not ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor as his subordinates had encouraged, but instead insisted on democracy.
He was not so keen on power, but wanted to build a prosperous China where the people could live and work in peace and contentment and the country would prosper forever.
Now it seems that this thing is not difficult to achieve.
Yao Chen's life is even more carefree.
The disciple became the Dou Emperor, the first in thousands of years on the Doupo Continent, and his status rose rapidly, and he was respected everywhere.
Xiao Yan also planned to refine the Emperor Pill for his teacher, so that when the time was right, he would be able to achieve the status of Dou Emperor.
This was something he had never dared to imagine before.
The young man who walked out of Wutan City was far more outstanding than he had imagined.
Now, apart from practicing and studying alchemy, he would chat with a few old friends or take a rest in the tavern. Even gods would not change to this kind of life.
Both of them heard about Zhao Kuangyin's arrival, but did not pay much attention to it.
Yao Chen is really not interested.
He is now revered as the Saint of Medicine, and this mortal emperor is no different from an ant in front of him.
Yue Fei felt somewhat embarrassed when he heard Zhao Kuangyin's identity.
After all, he had just overthrown the Zhao family.
Seeing several people looking at him, Yue Fei bowed helplessly.
Zhao Kuangyin stood up.
He had guessed something from the reactions of Ying Zheng and Li Shimin, and realized that this guy was very likely to have some connection with himself or the Song Dynasty.
Could it be a descendant of the Zhao family?
While he was thinking secretly in his heart, Ying Zheng had already stood up and said with a smile: "Yao Lao, Brother Yue!"
The two of them returned the gift.
Ying Zheng is different from other emperors.
Not only was he the earliest customer in the tavern, his daughter Ying Yinman was also one of the tavern's formal employees.
Ying Zheng introduced the two parties to each other.
Hearing that Yao Chen came from a prosperous era where people practiced fighting spirit and that his personal strength could easily destroy a country, Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were burning with enthusiasm.
There is no one who does not desire this kind of invincible personal power.
After hearing Ying Zheng introduce Yue Fei's name, he became confused again.
Could it be that this person was a descendant of the Zhao family who changed his name after the fall of the Song Dynasty? "Brother Yue was once an important official of the old Song Dynasty. He was devoted to the country but was suspected and murdered by the tyrant..." Ying Zheng briefly recounted Yue Fei's experience and said at the end, "If you want to know the future of the Song Dynasty, it's best to ask Brother Yue!"
Yue Fei smiled awkwardly.
Zhao Kuangyin was indignant and said, "Zhao Gou is really stupid. He even tried to murder important officials in order to beg the enemy not to invade. He is so stupid that he deserves to die!"
He then turned to Yue Fei and said, "I have to thank Brother Yue on behalf of the people of the Song Dynasty!"
"I don't deserve it," Yue Fei said hurriedly, "I hope you don't blame me."
"What's there to blame?" Zhao Kuangyin shook his head sadly. "My two sons died inexplicably. The future Song Dynasty will not be my Song Dynasty. I should be thanking you for avenging me!"
Hearing him say this, Yue Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he was not afraid of Zhao Kuangyin, he still felt embarrassed to overthrow the empire built by someone else.
He recounted what happened after Zhao Kuangyin's death.
He is of course familiar with the history of this dynasty.
Zhao Kuangyin looked unhappy when he heard that Zhao Guangyi had given up completely after his death after failing to capture Yanyun, leaving the place in the hands of the Liao Kingdom.
As for the fact that Zhao Guangyi did not have enough prestige and was forced to delegate power to civil officials, he had expected that he would rule the world together with the literati.
The establishment of Western Xia, and then the Jingkang Shame...
"What a bunch of trash!" Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but yelled angrily.
(End of this chapter)