"Why did you pretend not to know that Cui Gan was an abandoned son and arrest him?" Chen Jingke asked Li Shimin the same question after entering the palace.
Li Shimin replied: "The gentry are powerful and deeply entrenched. If we want to eradicate them all at once, it will also cause great harm to the Tang Dynasty."
"The safest way is to cut off their peripheral strength bit by bit, and then take them down in one fell swoop."
Chen Jingke said: "But the losses of people like Cui Gan are not even skin injuries to the powerful nobles, right? How long will it take to cut them off at this speed?"
Li Shimin smiled and said: "You underestimate Cui Gan too much. He is the eye of the powerful nobles in the capital. If we kill him and his minions, the nobles will not be able to obtain information about Chang'an in a short period of time."
"And you think the matter is over like this? Next, the imperial court will use the same excuse to uproot the powerful gentry in Wujun, Kuaiji, Chenjun and other places in Shandong, Henan and Jiangnan. This time, they must take away several of them.
You can’t have a layer of skin.”
Chen Jingke was secretly stunned. Shandong and Henan were the strongholds of the northern gentry, while Wujun, Kuaiji, Chenjun and other places were the gathering places of the twelve gentry in the south of the Yangtze River.
At this time, Li Shimin went directly to others' lair to attack, and his methods were quite drastic.
He couldn't help but asked with some worry: "Will it arouse their resistance?"
Li Shimin sneered and said: "I hope they do something, but unfortunately they definitely don't have the courage, and they are more likely to cut off their tails to survive."
"I just want to use this action to tell the world that the nobles are vulnerable. As long as the world sees their weakness, the prestige that was previously boasted will fall."
"By that time, it will be difficult for them to influence people's hearts as before. Then..."
At this point, Li Shimin suddenly stopped and said: "Forget it, you can't help me by telling you this... Qianqi did a good job this time, I offer verbal praise."
Chen Jingke, who was in high spirits, felt aggrieved when he heard that, and said: "If you don't want to say it, you won't say it. But your verbal commendation is a little too much. How can I explain it to the soldiers?"
Li Shimin asked back: "I just captured a few unarmed prisoners, what else do you want? Give each of you a military merit? Believe it or not, tomorrow the Sixteenth Guards Imperial Army will drown you with spit."
Chen Jingke also knew this truth, so he could only say bitterly: "It's okay to reward them with some food...Okay, okay, no more, no more, I will tell them later that the saint is very satisfied with their actions and offered a commendation."
Li Shimin took back his foot and said: "Stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, how is Qianqi's training now? Can he go to the battlefield?"
Chen Jingke thought that this day had finally come, and said seriously: "The training of the new army will never end, but Qianqi has already formed his own training method, so there is no need to stay in Beijing forever."
Li Shimin asked directly: "Does that mean we can be pulled out to fight?"
Chen Jingke asked: "Yes, where are you going to let them go?"
Li Shimin said: "It's okay to tell you. I plan to appoint Li Simo as the Turkic Khan and let him lead some Turks to migrate to Dingxiang City and settle down."
Chen Jingke's heart moved and he said, "You are going to insert a knife into Yi Nan's back."
Li Shimin said fiercely: "Yes, I just want to put a knife in his back. Xue Yantuo has developed so smoothly in these years, Yi Nan has almost forgotten how I came to be the Khan of Heaven."
Then he asked with a smile: "If Qianqi goes to Dingxiang City, he will have to face Xue Yantuo directly. Are you willing to do so?"
Chen Jingke said seriously: "There is nothing to be reluctant to part with. This is the value of a soldier's existence."
"But they are a specially trained new army. If they are used like other armies, the purpose of forming a thousand cavalry will be lost."
"So I hope they can have a certain independent tactical status and can decide how to fight based on their actual situation."
Li Shimin thought for a moment and said: "That's right, I'll just assume that this army is not on the Tang Dynasty's military deployment map."
Chen Jingke was speechless and said: "Well, it's better to treat them as existing. We just need to give them a little autonomy."
Li Shimin smiled and said: "I know better than you what to do. Go ahead and tell them the news, and let them take advantage of this time to reunite with their families."
Chen Jingke said nothing more, stood up and said, "I'm leaving."
After walking out of the main hall, he did not go back directly, but slipped away to Qinzheng Hall as usual.
Hehe, the heavy rain came as expected. I wonder if Xiao Sizi was surprised. He was looking forward to her reaction.
However, halfway through, he was persuaded to retreat by the guards guarding the gate.
It's not that others won't let him pass. He often goes in and out of the palace and the guards know him, so they won't stop him.
It's just that the situation today was special. When the guard saw it was him, he said, "Sir, it's getting late, and it's raining so heavily. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave the palace tonight."
Chen Jingke took a look and realized, isn't it? It's almost half past two o'clock.
At the end of Youshi, at seven o'clock sharp, the palace was locked, and the curfew would begin at that time. Even if he left the palace, he would not have time to return to Zixiao Temple.
Thinking of this, he thanked the guards for the reminder, turned around and left the palace quickly, going to the Qianqi camp.
When they saw Li Xiaoyi, Wang Fangyi and others, they conveyed the emperor's verbal commendation, and everyone's expressions were relatively calm.
This job is indeed not a big deal. If it were an experienced army, there would be no pre-war mobilization at all and they would just set off to get people.
It's just that Qianqi's predecessor, Baiqisi, was specifically responsible for accompanying the emperor on hunting trips, and had never performed any tasks in this area. This was the first time Qianqi had embarked on a mission after being reorganized, so it was inevitable that there would be some fuss.
After the task was completed, everyone exchanged opinions and figured out where the problem was. Next time you perform this type of task, you will not make similar mistakes again.
Then Chen Jingke said the last thing: "Everyone, your Majesty just told me that Qianqi will be transferred to the border soon."
He had been paying attention to everyone's expressions. He originally thought that everyone would be unwilling, but unexpectedly when he heard that he was going to the border, each of these people became more excited than the other.
Jing Hengyan slapped the table and said, "Special brew, it's finally our turn to go out."
Sheng Liwei also geared up and said, "After being a soldier for so many years, I can finally go to the battlefield."
Others also said: "I have been waiting for too long, and finally the wait is here."
Chen Jingke was very happy about this. He was indeed a man of the Tang Dynasty.
Why don't men take Wu Gou and collect Guanshan and fifty states? This is the pursuit and ideal of men in the Tang Dynasty.
Of course, it is undeniable that this is inseparable from the motivating effect of the military merit system.
As long as you go to the battlefield and achieve military exploits, you can change your destiny and complete your identity transition.
A good man with ambitions in all directions is not afraid of throwing his life and blood, but he is afraid that his sacrifice will be cast aside and trampled under the feet of others.
In certain eras where soldiers were treated as slaves, it was rare to see such an army that actively joined the army and took the initiative to fight.
Then there is the proverb that good iron cannot be hammered into nails, and good men cannot be soldiers.
Li Xiaoyi and Wang Fangyi were also very excited, but as the main generals of the army, they still stayed awake.
Li Xiaoyi asked: "I wonder where we will be transferred? Who is the main enemy?"
The matter of moving the Turks to Dingxiang City is a strategic secret, so naturally they cannot be told. Chen Jingke only said: "In the north, cavalry is mainly used to fight. You can figure out the rest by yourselves."
Li Xiaoyi also knew not to ask more questions, so he didn't continue to ask.
Chen Jingke continued: "In the next period of time, everyone will take turns to go home and spend more time with their families while training. If there are women, try to save a seed, so that no one can inherit the military merits."
When women were mentioned, everyone laughed.
After chatting for a few more words, Chen Jingke stood up and said, "Okay, curfew is coming soon, and I should go back. It rained all day today, so let the brothers take a hot bath and rest early."
No one wanted to stay, they all got up and saw each other off.
Before leaving the house, Chen Jingke remembered something he had forgotten and said, "Let Wu Yuanshuang go to Zixiao to see me tomorrow."
Hearing this, Jing Hengyan was overjoyed and finally threw away the burden. He quickly walked out of the queue and said, "Here."
Then Chen Jingke took his guards and returned to Zixiao Temple in the heavy rain.
I first went to report to Sun Simiao that he was safe. I was going to talk about today's events, but Sun Simiao stopped me:
"You don't have to tell me about this kind of thing from now on. Just discuss it with Shu'er. If you can't make up your mind, come back to me."
Chen Jingke knew that he was not interested, so he didn't say anything more. He briefly talked about medical matters and exchanged opinions in a general direction.
At this time, the development of medical skills once again hit a bottleneck due to the backwardness of science. But this bottleneck was for Chen Jingke, and for Sun Simiao, everything had just begun.
He is now trying to combine ancient medical theory with new medicine to summarize a brand new medical theory.
Then use this set of medical theories to connect ancient medicine and new medicine, instead of becoming more and more separated as the research on new medicine deepens, as before.
Chen Jingke naturally supports this work.
In previous lives, because new medicine was born in the West, it was called Western medicine. All research on new medicine was also called Western medicine.
For example, artemisinin was inspired by Qinghao decoction in ancient Chinese medicine, and then re-researched with modern medicine.
The results of the research are said to be the achievements of Western medicine, which is really ridiculous and sad.
Then artemisinin became the most famous drug for treating malaria, sold around the world, but traditional Chinese medicine is still smeared by countless people.
Chen Jingke naturally does not want to see this situation happen again in this life, but his ability is limited and there is no way to perfectly combine ancient Chinese medicine and new medicine.
But he has a good master. This medical sage’s research on ancient medicine is something that few people in the entire history can match.
After Chen Jingke's explanation, he also had enough understanding of modern medicine, and it was not impossible to integrate the two.
Thinking of this future, Chen Jingke couldn't help but feel excited.
Let’s see who dares to say that Chinese medicine is superstitious.
After chatting for a while, Chen Jingke stood up and said, "It's getting late, so you should go to bed early. I'm going to take a bath. It rained all day, and I feel sticky and uncomfortable."
Sun Simiao seemed to have something to worry about, so he hesitated and said, "You and Shu'er have been married for more than half a year. When can I hold my grandson?"
Chen Jingke screamed in embarrassment and said: "Ah! This matter is not urgent, we are still young, and it will not be too late to have children in a few years."
Sun Simiao said: "How can I not be anxious? I may die when I get old. You can't let me leave without seeing my grandson."
Chen Jingke advised: "Don't worry, it won't be too late for you to say this again in thirty or forty years."
Sun Simiao sighed: "I know you are filial, but how can a person live so long? And I am really afraid that one day you will appear and disappear suddenly. I also miss having a grandson."
Chen Jingke was silent. He really didn't expect Sun Simiao to be worried about this.
I want to tell him not to worry, but with Sun Simiao's wisdom, he must have thought of these things long ago. The reason why he is still worried is that he pays too much attention to the gains and losses.
This kind of heartache can only be resolved through time, and verbal explanations are useless.
Thinking of this, he didn't say anything more, but said: "Okay, I will work hard and try to let you have your grandson as soon as possible."
Sun Simiao nodded and said: "Go, your ban has been lifted."
Chen Jingke naturally knew what the ban was, and said in surprise: "Really? Are you afraid that I will hurt my body?"
Sun Simiao sneered: "Is this ban really useful to you? Don't think that I don't know about your little ninety-nine things."
Chen Jingke scratched his head a little embarrassed.
Sun Simiao then said: "But you are not bad, you know how to exercise moderation, and you have no physical problems. In this case, it makes no difference whether you have this ban or not, so you might as well just stop it."
Chen Jingke smiled happily and said: "Thank you, Master, don't worry, I know what to do. Now I'll go find Sister Wu and try my best to help you have your grandson as soon as possible."
Leaving Sun Simiao's place, Chen Jingke went directly to Wu Shu's place.
I pushed the door gently and it opened. Sure enough, it was not locked. From the window, I could see the light in the room was on.
As mentioned before, Chen Jingke's pursuits are not big, only three: someone leaves the door open when he goes home, someone leaves a light in the house, and someone leaves rice in the pot.
So when he saw this scene before him, he felt very warm in his heart.
He walked quietly to the bedroom door, opened the door and saw Wu Shu wearing a gauze pajamas, leaning on the table and reading a book.
When he saw him coming back, he quickly put down his book, stood up and came up to him and said, "Master, you are back. Have you had dinner? You look wet. I left some hot water for you. You can take a hot bath later to avoid catching a cold."
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Chen Jingke enjoyed her service while keeping his eyes on her.
The gauze pajamas she wore were almost transparent, and Sai Xue's skin, with its bulges that were about to breathe out, and its almost perfect curves, were filled with a different kind of temptation, which made his blood boil with excitement.
When Wu Shu took off his wet clothes and was about to hang them on the hanger, he grabbed the clothes and threw them aside.
Under Wu Shu's puzzled gaze, he reached out and held her in his arms, his head moving up and down his neck and chest.
Wu Shu dodged and said with a smile: "Master, the agreed time has passed. You are acting like a swindler by breaking your promise."
Chen Jingke raised his head, stared into her eyes and said, "Master wants to hold his grandson."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shu's red lips pressed directly on his mouth.