The Tang Dynasty had made no secret of its intention to attack the Western Regions. Xiu Mu had just finished court and began to assemble the army with great fanfare.
They mobilized 20,000 cavalry from 20 Zhechong Prefectures, and 20,000 auxiliary troops from the Tujue, Qibi and other tribes who surrendered, for a total of 40,000 troops to conquer Gaochang.
All the military supplies and grain that have been stockpiled since October last year have been put in place, and they can be sent to the Western Regions one step ahead of schedule.
For a time, the envoys from various vassal states who stayed in Datang were panicked, especially the envoys from Gaochang. While sending messages to the country, they were running around trying to find out what was going on.
However, the person who reported the message was arrested as soon as he left the house, and the envoy was imprisoned in Honglu Temple and was not allowed to go out.
Just when everyone thought that the first major event in the twelfth year of Zhenguan was the conquest of Gaochang, Gao Shilian stood up and said no to everyone.
On the morning of the 11th day of the lunar month, he submitted a letter to the emperor to read the compilation of "The Chronicle of the Clan".
Li Shimin was overjoyed and praised Gao Shilian, Wei Ting, Cen Wenwen and other editor-in-chief members. However, when he flipped through the catalog of clan chronicles, the smile on his face froze.
As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he turned over and looked at the cover again. It was indeed a clan chronicle.
Uncontrollable anger arose, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes. Looking at Gao Shilian, Wei Ting, Cen Wenwen and others who bowed their heads in silence, he became even more filled with hatred.
It’s okay for the nobles to mock the royal family privately and secretly. You are all nobles of the Tang Dynasty and have inextricable connections with the royal family. How dare you do this?
"Okay, very good, you are very good." He said coldly.
Gao Shilian and others lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.
Others also vaguely guessed that things had changed. Although they were very curious, no one got into trouble at this time, and everyone remained silent.
The more Li Shimin thought about it, the angrier he became and his face turned red. Just as he was about to ask a question, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. It felt like something was exploding inside.
Even with his determination, he couldn't help but groan, threw away the book in his hand and covered his forehead in pain.
Ren Feng, who was closest to him, rushed over to support him and said: "Sage, what's wrong with you, saint?"
"Boom." The officials were in an uproar.
Gao Shilian and others were also panicked. If the emperor had any shortcomings, they would be in trouble even with their status. Especially Gao Shilian, who felt even more guilty.
"The ministers are silent." Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng and others panicked but began to stand up and play their role as prime ministers to maintain order in the court.
Changsun Wuji no longer cared about the king and his ministers, and rushed directly to the throne, and he and Ren Feng supported Li Shimin on the left and right.
"Sage, what's wrong with you?"
Li Shimin spit out one word from between his teeth: "Medicine."
Medicine? Changsun Wuji was a little confused, what medicine?
Ren Feng reacted quickly and immediately pulled off the silver ball from Li Shimin's waist and bit it open with his teeth. Ignoring the cut corner of his mouth, he took out the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
Changsun Wuji also reacted and quickly took the tea cup from the imperial desk and fed him some water.
However, this medicine did not work immediately, and Li Shimin still had an unbearable headache. However, after taking the medicine, he felt much more at ease mentally, and endured the pain and said:
"It's my old habit. When there is something to do, all the officials will report to me, but when there is nothing to do, I will leave the court."
Naturally, no one came out to make trouble at this time. As the prime minister, Fang Xuanling immediately said: "All the officials are fine. Please rest assured and take care of yourself."
"Sage, please take care of yourself." All the officials said in unison.
Li Shimin waved his hand, and Ren Feng immediately shouted: "Retreat from the court."
Then several chamberlains came and carried him away.
"Buzz." The court was in a state of panic again. Everyone knew that the emperor must be seriously ill this time, otherwise he would not have lost his composure on the spot.
The question is, what kind of illness is this time, how serious is it, or... will the emperor change?
As for Gao Shilian and others who caused all this... when everyone was about to ask them about the situation, several people had already consciously come outside the main hall and knelt down facing the direction of the Manna Hall.
Fang Xuanling and others had actually guessed what happened, and sighed heavily. First, they comforted the officials and asked them to return to work.
Then several prime ministers and leading generals went to Ganlu Hall to visit. If Li Shimin saw them, everything would be fine. If he didn't... they didn't dare to think about it anymore.
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In the Li Zheng Hall, the eldest grandson Wujia was writing the Women's Rules. When he heard the news that the emperor was ill, he shook his hand and drew a long ink mark on the paper with his brush.
She could no longer care about this, dropped her pen and ran towards the Manna Hall.
"My dear, please slow down, I told you not to do such strenuous exercise." Sun Fucai advised from behind.
Real person? Changsun Wugu came back to his senses, kept walking, and ordered: "Immediately go to Zixiao Temple and invite two real people to come over. Anyone who dares to stop them will be killed."
"Here." Sun Fucai knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only lead people to Zixiao Temple.
The eldest grandson Wugou ran all the way to Ganlu Hall. Fang Xuanling and others waiting outside quickly saluted: "See you, empress."
Changsun Wugou ignored them and went straight into the palace. Seeing that Li Shimin was still conscious, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood there breathing heavily.
Maybe the medicine had taken effect. Although Li Shimin still had a headache, it was not as unbearable as before.
Seeing her panting, he said distressedly: "Mr. Guanyin, you... Hey, sit down and have a rest. The real person said you can't do strenuous exercise."
Changsun Wugou forced out a smile and said: "It's nothing once in a while. The saint's health is what matters."
Li Shimin comforted him: "I'm fine. I'm much better after taking Jing Ke's medicine."
Changsun Wujia was not only not happy, but even more worried. After taking the medicine given by Chen Jingke and getting better, it meant that the problem was high blood pressure, which is a life-threatening disease.
But she didn't dare to show it. Instead, she pretended to be happy and said, "That's good. I've already asked people to invite Master Sun and Jing Ke, and we'll talk about it after they've seen it."
Li Shimin said: "Well, that's fine. We feel relieved after seeing them."
Changsun Wugou asked: "Weren't you fine this morning? Why did you suddenly become ill?"
Li Shimin sighed heavily and said nothing.
Changsun Wuji, who was on the side, finally found a chance to interrupt and recounted the situation at that time.
The face of the eldest grandson Wugou also turned cold and he said: "Is there something wrong with the clan annals?"
Li Shimin said: "Cui Minqian, a nobleman from Shandong, is the first class."
"This is unreasonable." Changsun Wujia exploded and said angrily: "If you rank the Cui family as number one, do they still have a royal family in their eyes? They must be severely punished."
Changsun Wuji said: "Xu Guogong and the others are kneeling in front of Daxing Hall."
Changsun Wugou said coldly: "Do you think that you can atone for your sins by kneeling? Let them kneel first, and then deal with them after the real person has seen them."
"If nothing happens, that's it. If something happens...hum, don't blame me for being unkind."
Chen Jingke was studying in the courtyard, and by the way, he recorded the relevant knowledge he had learned in his previous life. It was both a reading note and an arrangement of memories from his previous life.
Suddenly I heard that Li Shimin was ill and was very frightened. Did the butterfly wings kill Li Shimin? That would be a big deal.
Not daring to delay at that moment, he and Sun Simiao rushed to the palace together.
