Chapter 280 Who Shares the Same Suffering as You?

The Ganlu Hall was now in a state of chaos.

Li Shiqi no longer complained about the bias of the light curtain, Su Lie did not lament his bad luck, and even Li Jing stopped twisting his beard.

Yuchi Jingde's expression did not change much, he just opened his eyes wide and glanced back.

Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling looked at each other, then tacitly lowered their eyes and began to check the previous records word by word for any typos.

Qin Qiong also lowered his head, as if his old abdominal disease was uncomfortable again.

Yan Lide's hand trembled for a moment, then he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, holding the paintbrush and carefully drawing a few straight lines.

He glanced at his younger brother by the way, and saw Yan Liben, who was writing quickly and excitedly.

Yan Lide was shocked, but he could not break his younger brother's paintbrush directly, so he had to secretly look at the direction of the main seat.

Fortunately, the two parties had no time to care about these things now.

"Dethroning the king and enthroning Wu? Enthroning Wu Zetian? The queen? Not the queen mother?"

Li Shimin stood up in surprise and said in a lost voice.

But the words and voices on the screen were clear, understandable, and accurate, letting him know what had happened.

So almost in an instant, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was open-minded and willing to accept advice disappeared.

In his place was a young king who roared at the top of his lungs:

"How can this be!"

"How can this be!"

"How dare you do this!"

Almost in an instant, Li Shimin remembered the joke of later generations:

Li Zhi was contented with visiting the nunnery.

Before this, Li Shimin just thought that his son was a little out of line.

After all, he had been ridiculed by later generations for changing the posthumous title at random, adding characters to the posthumous title, and so on.

But now, looking back suddenly, Li Shimin realized that it was more than a little, it was simply too out of line!

"What nunnery? It's clearly a secret meeting with Concubine Wu!"

Fang Xuanling buried this approval in his heart and pretended not to hear it.

Du Ruhui really wanted to persuade them, but he didn't know where to start.

The people present were not fools. A quick calculation showed that only five years had passed since His Majesty's death and the dethronement of Prince Wu.

So, if we go back in time, when did the two begin to have feelings for each other?

Li Shimin also thought of these things, so he gritted his teeth and shouted almost instantly:

"Send the edict!"

But then he got stuck on how to do it.

Now the prince Zhi is two years old, Wu's second daughter is six years old, and the crown prince Chenggan is eleven years old.

Chenggan was strictly taught by him in the early years, and he had a lot of knowledge of classics, history, and collections, and he was also good at archery and sword dancing.

He was only in the beginning in both civil and military affairs, but it was enough to attract Wu's second daughter's amazement.

Guanyin Bi said that Chenggan's interest in reading has been unprecedentedly high in the past six months, and the couple is very pleased.

As for the prince Zhi, he has just learned to run, and he doesn't even know how to wipe his nose.

For a moment, Li Shimin felt very tired.

But fortunately, someone soon came to the rescue:

The obviously chubby Changsun Wuji hugged Li Shimin's calf and cried:

"Everyone, I have the Tang Dynasty in my heart. Even if I am suspected of secretly instigating the delay of the war, it is for the sake of state affairs!"

Sighing, Li Shimin felt that he could understand this loyal minister.

After all, Prince Zhi was Fu Ji's nephew.

When the nephew acted absurdly, the uncle would naturally want to find a way to correct him. Although the means were a little despicable, it might be a helpless move.

So Li Shimin leaned over and pulled him up:

"Fu Ji's sincere heart for the country, I know it..."

Before Li Shimin finished speaking, everyone present heard the leisurely voice of the younger generation:

"In 659...Called Changsun Wuji treason...Moved to Qianzhou...Forced Changsun Wuji to hang himself."

Now it was the beginning of July in Chang'an, and it was hot, but Changsun Wuji felt cold hands and feet.

A few days ago, he entered the palace under this pretext, met his sister, had a brief chat with Cheng Gan, and looked at the "Empress Wu" from a distance.

Finally, he hugged his nephew Li Zhi and wiped Li Zhi's nose with the sleeve of his brocade robe.

As a result, he was forced to hang himself?

Changsun Wuji burst into tears, more than he wiped Li Zhi's nose a few days ago:

"Everyone, how could I rebel!"

Everyone nodded silently in their hearts: Yes, Changsun rebelled because she was full?

Then everyone glanced to the side and saw Hou Junji, whose face was gradually glowing and full of interest:

Well... this rebellion is not impossible.

Changsun Wuji, who was pulled up, hugged Li Shimin and refused to let go.

Perhaps it was because of the comparison that Li Shimin's anger subsided a little.

Looking at the snot on his sleeve, Li Shimin resolutely and calmly pulled his hand away, well, it didn't twitch.

So he could only perfunctorily say:

"Fuji is right, there must be something hidden."

He agreed with all his heart, but in his heart he felt that he still had to think about reinstating Changsun Wuji.

At least, he had to figure out the specific grievances between the uncle and nephew before making a decision.

Anyway, there is no shortage of people in the court now, right?

As for Wang Wendu, no one really cares about him.

After Li Shimin personally comforted him repeatedly, Changsun Wuji reluctantly wiped his nose a little more before he let go of his sleeves and returned to his original position with satisfaction.

And Hou Junji, under the glimpse of everyone's eyes, quietly moved to the side of Changsun Wuji.

"The Duke of Qi's rebellion must be a fabrication!"

Hou Junji said sincerely.

When Changsun Wuji heard the word "rebellion", he looked at Hou Junji again.

One could vaguely see from his eyebrows that he was expecting seven points and three points of gloating that he tried hard to suppress.

He sighed in his heart and shook his head: If His Majesty hadn't strictly ordered to keep the secret...

Changsun Wuji moved aside with a look of disgust.

…

Chengdu government office.

Liu Ba personally took a chance to go to the kitchen and brought back half a can of dried and peeled ground beans (peanuts).

A group of people simply sat down together, with ground beans on the table and hot tea brewing beside them.

Zhang Fei picked up two pills and chewed them, with a look of admiration on his face:

"Is this something I can listen to for free?"

Fazheng also smiled and agreed:

"That's right. If you were to hear someone tell you this secret in a tea shop, you would need at least five large bowls of tea."

Liu Bei's expression became more serious:

"Then Empress Wu proclaimed herself emperor... did Li Zhi approve of it? Or..."

Liu Bei's index finger scratched his neck, and everyone understood what it meant.

Kong Ming also pinched a ground bean, thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head:

"Looking at the attitude of later generations, this Emperor Gaozong is not like a mediocre person."

After saying that, he threw the beans into his mouth and started chewing them.

The underlying meaning is quite obvious. Li Zhi might risk his life for the Wu family.

But it is completely different to recommend her as the empress. It can even be said to be digging into Li Tang's roots. No matter how much she cares about life and death for her, it should not be like this.

However, Zhang Fei shook his head and said:

"This Li Tang reminds me of Cao Cao's family."

Kong Ming disagrees:

"The thief Cao is lenient in his actions and indecisive in his decision-making."

"Then the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty had a reputation for being open-minded and accepting advice, and he was also able to conquer the Western Regions despite everyone's opinions. How can he be similar?"

Not to mention his leadership ability, there is too much difference.

Zhang Fei quickly shook his head:

"I just looked at the Emperor and thought of Cao Rui."

"Later generations said that Cao Rui missed his mother and suffered from mental illness."

"Why do I feel that Li Zhi is similar?"

Kong Ming thought about it silently and felt that it might be possible.

After all, in terms of time, Queen Changsun, who was emphasized by later generations, died early.

Looking at what later generations said about the management of the Western Regions, Li Shimin was either plotting with the Western Regions, or he was personally conquering Goguryeo.

Interspersed in the middle are the prince's troubles, rebellion and other things.

So Wu Zetian took the place of Queen Changsun?

Kong Ming knocked his head and remembered that later generations also said that Sun Quan also had mental illness.

But this heart disease... Kong Ming looked at Doctor Zhang who was studying the ground beans and shook his head helplessly.

There were too few medical sages that they could rely on, so they were too embarrassed to ask Divine Doctor Zhang to investigate their heart ailments.

Seeing the military advisor banging his head and shaking his head and sighing, Zhang Fei thought he had said something wrong and said carefully:

"I just want to say that when it comes to educating children, an emperor throughout the ages is not as good as an elder brother and a military advisor."

Liu Bei frowned. Why did this sound so strange?

[For Li Zhi, deposing Wang Liwu was also an important dividing line in his life.

The reason is simple. He officially got rid of the constraints of Changsun Wuji and started to fly solo.

After this incident, Li Zhi changed his reign, established Luoyang as the eastern capital, and implemented the dual-capital system. He made frequent major moves and officially started the Qiangang dictatorship.

And of course Li Zhi has not forgotten the ugly fake match of the Zhengxi Turks, and has officially decided to end it.

In 657, fate favored Su Dingfang for the first time:

In the fake match between Cheng Zhijie and Wang Wendu, Su Dingfang's record was outstanding.

Therefore, Li Zhi appointed him as the general manager of the Yili Road March, and the war of annihilation of the Western Turks officially began.

In this battle, the Tang army attacked in two directions:

Su Dingfang led the army of the Yanran Protectorate to march westward from the Altai Mountains and directly attacked the royal court of the Western Turks.

Xiao Lu's two distant cousins, Ashina Mishe and Ashina Buzhen, two generals of the Tang Dynasty, led the second army to attack the Western Turks from Xizhou.

Already fifty-seven years old, Su Dingfang made up his mind:

He wants to put an end to match-fixing and leave his name in history!

In the hands of Su Dingfang, the Tang Army also burst out with impressive combat effectiveness.

The first thing the army encountered after setting off was the Mukun tribe of the Western Turks. This battle left only two words in the history books: great defeat.

The result of the battle was also precious: "More than 10,000 soldiers came to surrender", which means about 40,000 to 50,000 people.

Su Dingfang then appeased the tribe and mobilized a thousand people to participate in the annihilation of the Western Turks.

The army continued to march, and finally encountered the main force of the Western Turks at what is now the Irtysh River.

Xiao Lu attached great importance to the Tang Dynasty, so he had to fight for 100,000 troops. Su Dingfang responded calmly and launched a taunt on the battlefield:

He only led more than 10,000 people to fight, among which there were also servant troops such as Uighur cavalry.

Forgetting that there were only a few people, Su Dingfang took the initiative to divide his troops and separate the infantry and cavalry into formations.

Faced with Su Dingfang's disdain for his formation, the Central Asian overlord Shabolo Khan Xiaolu immediately became angry.

Under the leadership of Silly Pineapple Khan, the Western Turkic cavalry rushed straight into the infantry square, intending to give the Tang army some color first.

This is also the conventional way of fighting on the battlefield, gradually destroying the enemy's small forces, and finally encircling them with superior strength.

Victory will definitely belong to Silly Pineapple Khan! 】

At the same time, I am still in charge of the LOL finals... I won’t say anything else, just give everyone a shout-out.