Chapter 1 What year is it today?

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First there was Pangu and then there was Heaven, and Hongjun was still before Pangu.

Cutting through the chaos to open up the heaven and earth, creating the great desolate world and establishing the universe.

At the beginning of the Long Han Dynasty, the demons and gods disappeared, and after the battle with the lich, there were still people.

After the apotheosis of the gods, the prehistoric era was over, and the three realms were newly opened to Haotian.



Chang'an City, Daxing Palace.

"They are all a bunch of trash. They are of no use at the critical moment. Someone, please pull them all out..."

"Second brother, don't—"

According to the current chronology, it should be the tenth year of Zhenguan, the tenth year of Li Shimin's accession to the throne. At the age of thirty-seven, it is a good time for a man to start brilliantly.

Li Shimin's throne was snatched away by launching the "Xuanwumen Coup". Ten years after he ascended the throne, he is still criticized by many people.

The hidden supporters of Prince Yin among the people were exploited by people with malicious intentions, and from time to time they launched some small-scale riots.

However, Li Shimin was a man of great talent and strategy, who wanted to build the Tang Dynasty into the strongest country in the world. Since he came to the throne, he had led a group of civil servants and generals, working diligently and treading on thin ice.

In the past ten years, the emperor has rarely seen him so furious, let alone in the solemn Daxing Palace?

Seven or eight imperial doctors were kneeling on the ground, all of them silent. Cold sweat rolled down their foreheads, but no one dared to wipe it off.

Even though Li Shimin was an emperor and not even the founding king, he was not a loser who had grown up in the hands of women in the palace.

He has been on the battlefield since he was a teenager, and is proficient in all kinds of weapons. Regardless of his status as an emperor, in terms of leading troops in war, he is probably ranked among the top three generals in the entire Tang Dynasty today. Bit.

When the emperor is angry, what's the point?

Not only was his status suppressed, but Li Shimin's murderous aura developed through many years of fighting on the battlefield was something that these imperial doctors could not bear.

"Guanyin Maid, why are you here? Your Qi has not recovered yet, so you should have a good rest in the 'Lizheng Hall'. If you need anything, just call me over."

The only person who can call "Second Brother" in this Daxing Palace is the current empress, Changsun Wugu.

This girl is not from the Han family. She is from the Xianbei clan. Her father is Sun Sheng, the former Sui Dynasty general Youxiao Wei. Her biological brother is Sun Wuji, the current Minister of the Tang Dynasty Youpuse and Zhao Guogong.

Changsun Wugou and Li Shimin had known each other since they were young, and now they have given birth to three sons and four daughters for Li Shimin. The youngest, Princess Xincheng, is only a few months old and can't speak yet.

The eldest son Li Chengqian has been established as the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty for many years.

"Second brother, I know you are angry about Pheasant Nu, but you can't blame these imperial doctors? I have already ordered people to ask for Master Sun. When he comes, Pheasant Nu will naturally be saved."

As Changsun Wugou spoke, he waved his hand, signaling the imperial doctors who were kneeling on the ground to leave quickly, but they looked at Li Shimin longingly, and none of them dared to leave.

"Hmph, since the Queen has asked you to leave, what are you doing kneeling here? Why don't you get out now -"

Even if the eldest grandson Wugou pleads for mercy, it is difficult to eliminate the anger in Li Shimin's heart.

It turned out that at noon today, when Li Shimin was reviewing the memorial, Zhang Anan, the eunuch chief eunuch, rushed in and informed Li Shimin that something had happened to his youngest legitimate son, Li Zhi, who was only seven years old.

For some reason, Li Zhi, who had always been timid and fearful and rarely left the "Lizheng Palace", actually ran into the arsenal by himself.

The young eunuch who followed him said that His Highness Prince Jin wanted to go in by himself. He said he was looking for something, and he didn't even let anyone accompany him.

Finally, the little eunuch waiting outside the arsenal door heard a scream. When he went in to see again, Li Zhi had fallen into a pool of blood.

There was a large rusty iron gun lying next to it, with blood still hanging on the gun head, and Li Zhi's entire right brain was stained red with blood.

After hearing this, Li Shimin became furious and hurriedly left the "Daxing Palace". When he arrived, Li Zhi had been carried out of the arsenal and was lying on his bed in the "Lizheng Palace", surrounded by several people. Imperial physician.

The bleeding was stopped, the wound was bandaged, and the medicine was even given.

Several imperial doctors all swore that His Highness King Jin would be able to wake up in half an hour at most.

However, one hour passed, two hours passed...

Three hours had passed since he drank the medicine, and Li Zhi showed no signs of waking up.

Today's memorial was too important and had to be reviewed on the same day, so Li Shimin had no choice but to leave midway.

However, every half an hour, he would ask Zhang Ananda to go to the "Lizheng Palace".

Until it was time to light the lamp, there was still no news of Li Zhi's awakening, and then the scene in Daxing Palace happened.

At this time, Li Shimin, Changsun Wugou and Zhang Anan, the chief eunuch, came to the "Lizheng Palace" together. His Royal Highness Li Zhi, the King of Jin, was still lying there upright.

Despite the profound and righteous words that the eldest grandson Wugou had just expressed when he begged for mercy for the imperial doctors, when he saw his youngest son like this again, the eldest grandson's tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

"Mr. Guanyin, why don't you go back and rest first? I'll just wait here for Taoist Sun to arrive."

Looking at the appearance of his eldest grandson Wugou, Li Shimin felt heartbroken for no reason, and was even more angry at the incompetence of the imperial doctors.

"Your Majesty, I just tried to give His Highness Prince Jin some internal energy to go in, but unfortunately there was no response. The strange thing is that I don't know where the internal energy went?"

There were only three people in the dormitory, Li Shimin, Changsun Wugou, and the chief eunuch, Zhang Anan said in a low voice.

Li Shimin was startled when he heard this.

You must know that this Zhang Anan is not an ordinary general manager. He has served in the reign of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, and during the reign of Wude, Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty, he participated in the shogunate of King Li Shimin of Qin, and made outstanding achievements in pacifying the heroes.

During the Zhenguan period, he successively served as an eunuch, an internal minister, a Marquis of Wenjiang County, and a general of the Leizuo Prison. He is now almost sixty years old, and his physical strength has reached the peak of "innateness", and he is still half a step away from becoming a martial artist. Only one step away.

They were talking here, and Li Zhi, who was lying on the bed, could hear them clearly.

In fact, Li Zhi had woken up long ago. The strange thing was that he couldn't open his eyes, speak, or move his whole body.

He could only hear people coming and going around him, and the voices were male and female, but he couldn't tell whether some voices were male or female?

One of the women had a very sweet voice. Li Zhi always wanted to open his eyes and take a look. What kind of appearance did such a sweet voice match?

However, she kept calling "Pheasant slave" and "Pheasant slave" in her mouth.

Li Zhi felt a little funny in his heart. He didn't expect that this stranger would also joke with him.

Li Zhi's father is an out-and-out rural man with little education. His name was "Li Zhi" given by his primary school teacher, hoping that he would have high aspirations.

When registering his household registration, the clerk wrote the word "Li Zhi" and asked Dad if that was his name.

How does he know the words?

It just sounds like there is no difference between "Li Zhi" and "Li Zhi". From then on, there is no more "Li Zhi", but only "Li Zhi".

Because of this name, after going to school and working, he was often made good-natured jokes. Calling him "Pheasant Slave" was one of them.

But why do these people speak with such strong Shaanxi accents?

An imperial physician, a servant, an emperor and a prince of Jin?

What is this all about?

Li Zhi felt very tired, from the bones to the soul.

He graduated with a bachelor's and master's degree in traditional Chinese medicine, worked for three years, and fought against the epidemic for three years. Once the restrictions were lifted, the number of patients increased sharply, and even the ward of the traditional Chinese medicine department where he was located was full of patients.

Although Li Zhi is only twenty-seven years old, he has already become the deputy director of their department.

One is because of their excellent medical skills and diplomas, and the other is that the old director and a deputy director of their department passed away forever during the "war epidemic" aided by Hubei.

Li Zhi has been fond of traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, and prefers to study health-preserving methods handed down from China, such as "Wu Qin Xi", "Ba Duan Jin" or "Tai Chi".

Persevering for many years not only made him rarely get sick, but also developed a good "skill". He always showed off to others that he had found the "sense of Qi".

It's a pity that no one would believe what he said. They just laughed and passed away, but they were envious of his tall and straight figure.

It was such a young man who finally fell ill and tired after working for two days and one night.

"Daozhang Sun, you are finally here, please come and see the pheasant slave——"

It was already the second watch when a Taoist with an immortal style walked into the "Lizheng Hall".

"Huh? Queen, what did you do today? How come there is such a big change?"

The old Taoist who came in first saluted the eldest grandson Wugou who came up to him. When he raised his head, he was stunned.

This Daochang Sun was none other than Sun Simiao, the famous miracle doctor of the Tang Dynasty. He was originally from Jingzhaohua. According to legend, he was a descendant of Qu Yuan, a doctor of Chu. He was said to have been born in the seventh year of the reign of the Western Wei Dynasty.

Calculated in this way, he is already ninety-four years old this year, but he looks like a person in his thirties or forties, with light steps and a rosy face.

"Taoist Master Sun, it's not that Guanyin Maid is ill, but that Pheasant Slave is injured and has been in coma for most of the day and hasn't woken up yet."

Seeing Sun Simiao coming in, Li Shimin hurriedly got up and came to greet him.

This Taoist priest Sun was also a frequent visitor to the palace. In addition to often going to the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan for diagnosis and treatment, he also mostly treated eldest grandson Wuguo for qi diseases.

And in the past few years, it seems that Princess Li Lizhi of Changle, who was only in her early tenth year, also suffered from gas disease?

Changsun Wujia was even more distressed. Even the marriage between Li Lizhi and her nephew Changsun Chong was postponed because of this.

"Your Majesty...this, your destiny is..."

Sun Simiao suddenly realized that this person in front of him was the emperor of the world, and he quickly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Li Shimin and his eldest grandson Wugou were worried about their child's injury and did not notice Sun Simiao's weirdness.

Sun Simiao felt like a pot was boiling in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only silently recite "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord" a few more times in his heart.

"How is it? When will the pheasant slave wake up?"

Sun Simiao had been checking Li Zhi's pulse for a quarter of an hour, but remained silent and did not give an explanation. Changsun Wugou asked eagerly from the side.

Sun Simiao looked at Li Zhi who was lying on the bed. He had seen this child more than once. Although he was seven years old, he was the youngest son of Changsun Wugou and was often taken with him.

"Your Majesty, Queen, are you sure His Royal Highness Prince Jin is injured?"

While Sun Simiao was talking, he actually took off the gauze wrapped on Li Zhi's head.

Layer by layer, there are still specks of blood on the outside, but it becomes less and less as you go inside. When Sun Simiao completely removes the gauze, where can you still see the wound on Li Zhi's head?

"this--"

Li Shimin and Changsun Wugu couldn't believe their eyes. They saw with their own eyes that the hands of the imperial doctors who were bandaging were still stained with blood, and the middle coat that Li Zhi changed was soaked with blood.

"Is it the blessing of the ancestors?"

Seeing such a strange thing happening, Li Shimin couldn't care less about the pretense of being the king of a country. He lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of the incense table.

Li Tang always claimed to be a descendant of Laozi Li Er, and even designated Taoism as the state religion of the Tang Dynasty. Taoists were given a very high status throughout the Tang Dynasty. Every palace in the palace has a memorial tablet of Laozi Li Er. .

"But why doesn't Pheasant Slave wake up?"

Seeing that his son's wound no longer existed, Zhangsun Wugou was certainly happy, but he was even more worried about why Li Zhi was still unconscious.

Sun Simiao hesitated for a moment, silently calculating in his mind, and found out that Li Zhi was injured by a sharp weapon, but where was the injury?

"Your Majesty, the old Taoist has never encountered a situation like Prince Jin's. Maybe you can try the old Taoist's 'Water Fire and Golden Needle'."

Water, fire and gold needles probe Yin and Yang, Yang will break through the realm, and Yin will turn Yang.

"However, Pheasant Nu has a 'Heavenly Leaking Body' and cannot practice both the civil and martial arts. Can he withstand the Taoist Master's 'Water, Fire and Golden Needles'?"

Li Shimin had witnessed Sun Simiao's "Water, Fire and Golden Needles" with his own eyes. Just last year, he used the "Water, Fire and Golden Needles" to force Qin Qiong back from death.

However, Qin Qiong has been bedridden since then, and is living on his last breath.

Although Li Shimin's sons are still young, they have already shown extraordinary talents.

The third son, Li Ke, was born with supernatural powers. At the age of sixteen, he had already reached the Great Perfection state of "hidden energy" and could break through to "transformation energy" at any time.

The fourth son, Li Tai, despite his plump figure, has been fond of literature and Taoism since he was a child. He has also been favored and inherited by several great scholars in the court. Now, at the age of fifteen, he has reached a high level of "virtue", which is even lower than that of the third son. Not to mention more concessions.

The cultivation of the crown prince Li Chengqian is somewhat mysterious. It was arranged by the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan himself. Even Li Shimin himself did not know what his son's cultivation was.

But in the teaching exam every six months, Li Chengqian was always able to outperform the third and fourth sons with ease.

Only this Li Zhi, who was born with a "heavenly leakage body" from his mother's womb, could not cultivate anything, and was secretly laughed at by all his brothers and sisters for this reason.

This is one of the reasons why Li Zhi has been timid since he was a child and unwilling to interact with others.

"Don't worry, Lao Dao has a pill of our 'Heart Protection Pill' here. No matter how weak King Jin is, this pill is enough to protect him."

Sun Simiao said this, but he still felt a little distressed in his heart. It was not easy to make the "Heart-Protective Pill". The key was that some of the medicinal materials were extremely difficult to find, and this was the only one he had left.

This "heart-protecting pill" has a miraculous effect on those who practice martial arts when they break through to a large realm. It can not only provide a large amount of energy needed for a breakthrough, but also keep the spiritual platform awake.

Now, in order to perform the "Water Fire Golden Needle", Li Zhi, a person who cannot practice, was used.

After Sun Simiao finished speaking, he took out a white pill from his porcelain bottle and gently put it into Li Zhi's mouth. It disappeared instantly. Does it really melt in the mouth?

Then two golden needles appeared, one was steaming and flashing red, the other was blue or white with cold smoke, and they were quickly inserted into Li Zhi's left and right temples.

a long time……

"Pheasant slave, Pheasant slave, are you awake?"

Seeing Li Zhi slowly opening his eyes, Changsun Wugou hurriedly gathered around him and called out one after another.

"Who are you?--"

"Where am I?……"