Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

It was quiet in the Great Witch Temple.

After dawdling in the Third Prince's Mansion for a while, when he arrived at the door of the ghost-faced beast head, the horizon was already covered with a hazy night.

Zong Luo crossed the alley, and his heart was finally at peace.

It is not the peace of mind that everything does not move, but the stillness of death.

In order to stay calm along the way, he did not ride a horse, nor did he use the carriage of the Third Prince's Mansion, but stopped and walked, using his inner strength under his feet, to come over with a little light energy.

It is clear that the Third Prince's Mansion is not far from the Great Witch Temple, but this short road is the longest road Zongluo has traveled. The mentality has finally recovered from the complexity of stirring the internal organs to the decisiveness.

Originally, after returning, Zong Luo should go to see Emperor Yuan as soon as possible.

As a result, not only Pei Qianxue came to him to persuade him to leave, but even Yu Beizhou came to stop him. It took a lot of time, but fortunately, he still stuck to his heart.

"Three Highnesses!"

When he came to the Great Witch Temple, he happened to bump into Yuan Jia, who was standing at the entrance of the Great Witch Temple, looking anxious.

Yuan Jia was anxiously waiting for the little maid to come back with words, but he didn't expect to see the third prince as soon as he turned his head, and quickly said: "Your Majesty has been looking for you for a long time, you are not in Yuchun Palace, nor in the third prince's mansion, but the old man The slave is dying."

Yuan Jia, an old official who has been with Emperor Yuan all the time, naturally knows who the child your Majesty has placed on the top of his heart.

Plus the shamanic ceremony is imminent. His Highness came back a few days ago. Although he had won the battle, he brought back his head full of white hair. His Majesty was furious. Finally, he found out that it might be the side effect of the elixir before giving up.

Tomorrow is the most important time. If something goes wrong today, no one can afford it.

On the other hand, Zong Luo asked in doubt, "Your Majesty is looking for me?"

"Exactly."

The door is heavily guarded. Seeing Yuan Jia with Zong Luo, they turned a blind eye.

Yuan Jia led Zong Luo to the Great Witch Temple, and whispered: "The process of the two-day witch sacrifice ceremony is very cumbersome, and His Majesty has been following up and cooperating these days. I finally got some free time, and I have to stay at the Great Witch Temple tonight. Stayed all night. Then I ordered the servants to move a few jars of fine wine into the palace... Maybe it was to take advantage of the wine."

Generally speaking, Emperor Dayuan's shamanistic rituals are held in his prime, only Emperor Yuan has been delayed until now. However, if you think about the bloody history of the Zong family, it seems that it is not bad to hold it sooner or later.

Zong Luo and Yuan Jia walked through the layers of Wulou.

Inadvertently, he seemed to see a little red between the two wooden buildings.

However, looking at it carefully, I found that the red dot disappeared suddenly, as if it were an illusion.

Zong Luo concealed his doubts.

Before the witch sacrifice ceremony, the entire imperial city was under strict martial law, and the more powerful people were, the more they had to live in the palace. What's more, Yu Beizhou, a feudal lord with military power, was stared at every move. To dare to appear in the Great Witch Temple now is tantamount to courting death.

Even he was puzzled when he heard Yuan Jia say that Emperor Yuan had summoned him.

Because according to reason, the prince can't enter.

You must have misunderstood.

Just when Zong Luo was thinking about it, Yuan Jia took him to the Star Watch Tower.

It is located behind the Great Witch Temple. The architectural layout is a bit like the Temple of Heaven that Zongluo once saw. It is surrounded by wooden boards, and the center is hollowed out. Standing in the middle, you can see the sky at a glance.

Just as he walked to the door, he heard a familiar and stern voice inside: "Come here?"

Pushing open the door, Emperor Yuan stood with his arms and hands, standing in the center of the star-viewing tower. The sound of Mian Hao hanging down and tapping jingled, and after looking at him with sharp eyes, he first carefully looked at him from beginning to end.

Zong Luo lowered his eyes and said, "Father."

Yuan Jia thoughtfully closed the door of the Guanxing Tower and left the peace to the father and son of the heavenly family.

After walking two steps closer, Zongluo could smell the strong smell of alcohol in the Star-Watching Building.

Sure enough, there was a jar of fine wine on the table at the feet of the emperor wearing a black gold dragon robe. There were even several empty jars, and there was a strong smell of wine inside. Emperor Yuan was still holding a bronze wine cup in his hand, and he obviously did not drink less.

Emperor Yuan is a good wine. In other words, those who march and fight love wine. But he should also be the first to go to knock down other countries in order to drink the wine of other countries.

Just being an emperor has restrained a lot, and even only drinks one or two cups at the palace banquet. It is obviously not common to drink a lot of special drinks like today.

"This is the wine that was buried under the plum tree at the back of Zhang Palace in the year I ascended the throne. After all, it has been twenty years, and now Kaifeng is just right."

Zong Luo was flattered and took the glass of spirits poured by the Holy Master himself.

He also marched to fight. In his last life, he relied on wine to ward off the cold when he was at the border, and he was naturally good at drinking.

After drinking a glass of cold wine, it immediately began to burn in the esophagus and stomach sac, which seemed to give him a lot of courage.

The heroes of the end are all paired with wine. Although he is not a hero of the end, it is still okay to drink some.

"Father... Your Majesty, I..."

Just as Zongluo was about to speak, he was interrupted by Emperor Yuan: "Why did you speak first before I spoke? What's the matter so anxious to put it in front of me?!"

In the whole world, the Son of Heaven is naturally the greatest, so how can others have arrogance?

As a last resort, Zong Luo could only say: "I dare not."

Seeing him say this, Emperor Yuan was satisfied.

The emperor turned around, walked to the long couch and sat down, beckoning to the prince in white, "Come here."

The latter took two steps hesitantly, and was reprimanded by him: "Come closer, what are you doing so far away!"

As a last resort, Zong Luo could only act according to the order and walked to the long couch.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yuan patted the fleece next to him again and ordered, "Sit down."

Bed with the Son of Heaven. Although the couch is very long and can fit at least three people, it is absolutely unethical.

Zong Luo realized that something was wrong and quietly raised his eyes.

I saw this tyrant who had always been cold and dignified with one hand supporting his forehead and the other holding a wine cup. His eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like he was not too drunk.

Seeing that he didn't move, Emperor Yuan asked impatiently.

"What are you dawdling about, didn't you hear what I said?"

Zongluo was not sure whether Emperor Yuan was drunk or not. But apparently a drunk tyrant will be harder to serve than a sober tyrant.

Sitting on this blanket, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

In the next second, Zong Luo almost jumped up in fright.

Emperor Yuan put his hand lightly on his head.

Such an extraordinary intimacy, the last time it appeared after the death was lost and recovered. At that time, Zong Luo's heart was full of resentment that Emperor Yuan gave a sword to kill himself in his previous life. He had no mood at all, and had no room to think about other things.

But now, this simple action of Emperor Yuan made his heart sour to the extreme.

"I have ignored you for so many years, have you ever had any resentment in your heart?"

"How dare my son!"

He didn't let go of it in one breath, and he lifted it up again in one breath. Zong Luo hurriedly explained: "My son knows that this is all for the sake of the father and the emperor."

Emperor Yuan sneered: "Come on."

The broad palm stroked the white hair gently: "I have always thought that this matter should not be said. Originally, this matter should not be told to you until the night before your enthronement."

After speaking, he sighed: "Forget it, now that the witch sacrifice ceremony has passed, and you are also the prince, just say it, who can accuse me of not?"

Has the Witchcraft Ceremony passed? I am the prince?

Man, how much did you drink! No wonder he ignored the rule that he could not enter the Great Witch Temple before the ceremony, and asked him to come.

Zong Luo had a lingering fear in his heart, and heard Emperor Yuan say: "Do you know why our Da Yuan clan is so uneasy every time the throne changes?"

The prince in white shook his head.

He had a gut feeling that he was about to hear a big secret.

"Because the first emperor liked the crown prince, and also the emperor's brother, the first prince."

Emperor Yuan said lightly: "He even asked me to replace the eldest prince to defend the country as a pledge."

In the whole court, although there are many old ministers, none of them dare to explore the past of His Majesty.

Even Zongluo only heard from Emperor Yuan last time that he knew that his father Huang had also been a hostage in Wei State when he was young, and suffered all kinds of hardships.

Emperor Yuan's status is real, and his situation is even worse than Ye Linghan's in Dayuan, let alone Zong Luo who has the help of the Yu family. Even the mistress of the Yu family, whom he had privately set for life, turned around and married others after seeing the situation of Emperor Yuan's return to China.

It's just that Zongluo didn't expect that Emperor Yuan was forced to take the place of the prince who was supposed to be the pledge.

"After I came back, there was a shortage of generals in the country. Fortunately, I had a good teacher in Wei, who taught me many ways to lead troops to fight. So after I came back, the late emperor reluctantly agreed to use me and drove me out. Imperial City, I'm sending troops outside."

The emperor poured himself a glass of strong wine and drank it all in one go: "The first emperor has an order, and I naturally dare not refuse to obey. Even my emperor brother regards me as a thorn in his side, and he has planned several ambush in an upright manner."

When Emperor Yuan fought against Emperor Wu'an, he was almost defeated by Emperor Wu'an because the army behind him that was supposed to be supporting was detained by the First Prince and did not come. If he hadn't made a decisive decision and quickly resigned, he would have died under the iron cavalry of the Yu Kingdom.

The eldest prince's mother clan is powerful, and these things are not open and aboveboard, but they are not concealed.

How could the emperor not know? But even if he knew it, he pretended not to know because he loved his prince.

Emperor Yuan also knew it well.

But what really angered him was the last thing.

"At the ceremony of the witch sacrifice that day, the late emperor announced that the wooden plaque that was calculated was destroyed for no reason, and immediately made the eldest prince the crown prince. However, I received a piece of paper to take back my military power and issue an imperial decree to distribute the frontier."

Even with a drunken face, Emperor Yuan still sneered when he thought of this scene: "It was also that night that my eyeliner told me that the wooden sign was not damaged at all."

"It is determined that the one who will inherit the great lineage in the future is clearly me!"

However, the late emperor forcibly tampered with the results for his own selfish desires, because of his love for the eldest prince.

Not only that, but also to take back military power and distribute frontiers.

Not to mention that the eldest prince, who already knew the truth at that time, regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, and tried his best to get rid of Emperor Yuan. If the military power is taken back and distributed to the frontier, I am afraid that the eldest prince will be able to grind to death on the way.

When he suddenly learned the truth and it was a matter of life and death, Emperor Yuan was directly angry and rebelled.

What happened next, the whole world knew.

He slaughtered his siblings, washed the imperial city with blood, and entered the palace in the first battle.

Under everyone's attention, the young prince wearing cold armor and carrying Zhanlu stepped up to the Golden Palace step by step. When he went up, the tip of the sword was still dripping blood, perhaps from the emperor's favorite prince.

Emperor Yuan will always remember that scene.

He walked into the Golden Palace, and it was empty, except for a hunched figure sitting on the dragon chair.

"You're here." The Emperor said in a low voice.

In the empty hall, the old emperor also told him a story.