Punishment Department, Tianlao.
The cell is still dark, but fortunately the design has been changed and the ventilation is pretty good, at least it is not so humid.
There was a squeak.
The cell door was opened.
"I have met Mr. Hou. I am the imperial physician Yang Qi who is on duty in Tianlao this month."
Yang Qi introduced himself to the criminal in front of him.
"Please extend your hand for routine physical examination."
The death row inmates in Tianjian Prison have the opportunity to check their physical condition once a month.
In a sense, the lives of these gangsters are much more comfortable than those of ordinary people!
Ordinary people don't have the spare money to go to doctors all day long for check-ups. Even if they get sick, they tolerate it as long as they can, and often a minor illness turns into a serious illness.
But Yang Qi also knew that the reason why the criminals in Tianlao were treated like this was actually thanks to the people in front of them.
"good."
Hou Junji raised his head slightly and handed over the chained hand.
Yang Qi put his finger on Hou Junji's pulse with a serious expression.
After a while.
"Mr. Hou's pulse is stable and strong, and his body is quite strong."
Yang Qi smiled and said,
"The five internal organs are harmonious and there is no disease."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? You can tell me."
Hou Junji grinned.
"I feel uncomfortable, can it be cured?"
he asked.
Yang Qi raised his eyebrows, glanced left and right, and lowered his voice:
"Hou Gong."
"Tuyuhun invaded Liangzhou again, and His Majesty was furious. He decided to raise a hundred thousand troops and appoint Li Jing as the general manager of the march to conquer the Murong clan's country!"
"Now, we have begun to raise food and supplies, and we have also begun to mobilize soldiers and horses!"
"This battle must be the biggest battle in the Tang Dynasty after the war to destroy the Turks!"
A flash of light flashed in Hou Junji's eyes.
"Conquer Tuyuhun! It would be great if I could go..."
He murmured softly,
"It's a pity that Xu Fenglei is still in court... Alas!"
Hou Junji understood.
As long as Xu Fenglei is in court, he will have no chance to stand up!
The only thing that can be hoped for is that Xu Fenglei is wild-tempered, angers the emperor with his words and deeds, and is demoted by the emperor. Then he will have a chance!
But this chance, he also knew, was like a dream and could not be obtained.
"The Grand Master is no longer in the court. He went to Mount Jiuwei to build the imperial mausoleum!"
Yang Qi lowered his voice again and whispered into Hou Junji's ear.
Hou Junji: "!!!"
"What?!"
His heart twitched violently, and he could not suppress his inner excitement, so much so that he lost his voice when speaking.
"Tell me clearly! What's going on!"
Yang Qi did not hesitate and briefly recounted the whole story.
"It can be concluded that there was a misunderstanding between His Majesty and the Grand Master. Now His Majesty regrets and wants to recall the Grand Master, but the Grand Master refuses to come back."
He said in a deep voice,
"So, this has resulted in the current situation."
"Speaking of which, this grand master is really proud. The emperor even reneged on his words and lowered his attitude, but he still refused to step down."
"It is the only one who can do this as a minister."
Click!
Hou Junji pinched the straw pole, his eyes shining brightly!
"My opportunity has come, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity has come!"
He breathed quickly, tried his best to suppress his emotions, held Yang Qi's hand, and begged,
"Mr. Yang, Physician Yang!"
"I beg you to help me, I beg you to help me!"
"If I can stand up, I will definitely repay your kindness a hundredfold!"
Yang Qi smiled helplessly.
"Mr. Hou, we are old acquaintances, so we don't need to be so polite."
He responded,
"As you know, I'm just an imperial doctor and I can only do my best."
"If you have any ideas, just say that I can help, but if I can't do it, don't blame me."
Hou Junji nodded repeatedly!
"That's natural, that's natural! I won't make it difficult for you!"
He said excitedly,
"Just two things!"
"First, go get me a piece of cloth, and then give me a big needle. It needs to be thick enough!"
"Second, go and tell His Majesty that Hou Junji is dying and ask to see His Majesty one last time!"
"You can do these two things, right?"
Yang Qi was stunned.
Dying?
Isn’t this lively and exciting! At least he can live for another twenty years!
But he reacted immediately.
This Duke is afraid that he will take advantage of the Grand Master's absence to use a bitter trick on the Emperor!
But...can the torture trick really work?
When he thought about it, Hou Junji thought he was hesitating and said hurriedly:
"Please, please! Help me, just help me this time!"
"As long as His Majesty comes here, I will be sure to go out! When the time comes, the first thing I will do when I go out is to give you a mansion!"
"I still have some secret property in Chang'an, and I will give you half of it when the time comes!"
"I'm just asking for your help!"
"Please! Please!"
Bang bang bang!
As he spoke, Hou Junji knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Qi!
"Oh, Mr. Hou, this...this can't be done!"
He hurriedly helped Hou Junji up and said repeatedly,
"I'll help, I'll just help you!"
"As for the mansion and so on...it doesn't really matter. The main thing is that we have known each other for so many years. Friends must help each other!"
As he said this, Yang Qi's heart started pounding faster.
Who would have thought that after just a moment of hesitation, you could actually get a mansion!
Today’s house prices in Chang’an are really sky-high!
Foreign officials who come to Chang'an to take up posts, unless they are rewarded by the emperor, basically rent a house! I simply can’t afford it!
Not to mention a little doctor like him. After struggling for most of his life, the whole family is still squeezed into the old and the small.
It is really a dream to have a house in Chang'an!
"Don't worry, I will definitely give it to you. I will give it to you as soon as I get out!"
Hou Junji repeatedly promised,
"As long as you help me, we will be brothers, closer than real brothers!"
"When I turn over, I will make you the director of the Imperial Hospital! Even if you want to transfer to another place in the imperial court, I will help you!"
"You can go out and ask about how I, Hou Junji, treat my brothers and subordinates!"
Yang Qi took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Okay, I'll go tell His Majesty right now!"
He stood up and said,
"I'll go get the silver needle and white cloth now and deliver them right away."
"Mr. Hou, I believe you can make a comeback!"
Hou Junji nodded heavily.
"Thanks, brother!"
He cupped his hands towards Yang Qi, pursed his lips, and looked sincere.
Squeak!
The cell door opened and Yang Qi walked out.
After a while, the thick needle and white cloth were delivered.
Hou Junji stared at the thick needle and was silent for a long time, until a fierce look appeared in his eyes.
"Fight!"
He gritted his teeth and shouted, then inserted the needle into his arm!
Tick tock, tick tock.
The blood flowed down the arm towards the elbow, but Hou Junji's expression was inappropriate. He touched the blood with his right index finger and then drew it towards the white cloth!
The old days.
Qi King Li Yuanji used this move to successfully win the sympathy of the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan, and was eventually released.
Now, if he imitates King Qi, he can still succeed!
…
Tai Chi Palace, in the study room.
Li Shimin looked at the sand table in front of him and pondered for a long time.
Fang Xuanling was sitting at his desk, drafting an imperial edict.
"I worship Li Jing as the general manager of the march to the West Sea Road, and add the title of Shangshu of the Ministry of War to command the army."
Li Shimin said,
"Li Daozong, the king of the city, was appointed as the general manager of the Shanshan Road march; Li Daliang, the governor of Liangzhou, was appointed the general manager of the march on Qiemo Road; Li Daoyan, the governor of Minzhou, was appointed the general manager of the march on Chishui Road; Gao Zhensheng, the governor of Lizhou, was appointed the general manager of the march on Yanze Road, and also There are Hu generals such as Qibi Heli, Zhi Husili and other Turkic troops, with a total of 100,000 troops, to attack Tuyuhun!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Fang Xuanling quickly wrote the decree.
After all, Li Er is the immediate emperor and a man who knows the military. With a simple and clear edict, he has already arranged the 100,000 troops in an orderly manner!
"Your Majesty, it's already been planned."
Fang Xuanling glanced at the imperial edict and after making sure it was correct, he raised his head and said,
"Should we issue it now and let the generals receive the military talisman?"
Li Shimin heard this, but did not respond. He still looked at the sand table in silence.
"There's one more place."
He pointed to a curve on the sand table and said,
"We still need an army all the way."
"General Manager of Jishi Road Marching, who should be sealed?"
"Let me think about it..."
Several figures flashed through Li Shimin's mind.
Yu Chigong?
Cheng Zhijie?
Niu Jinda?
Li Ji?
Or send the clan and princes?
He hesitated as he thought about it one by one.
It all seemed okay, but it didn't feel quite right.
You have to choose someone who can cooperate well with Li Jing. Neither Yuchi Gong nor Cheng Zhijie are very compatible with Li Jing. They rely on their own merits and when fighting in a place like the grassland, they may forget what they are doing when they rush into battle. Something might go wrong.
Look at it this way, people in the clan don’t have to choose.
Li Ji is good, but because of his seniority and merit, he cannot just serve as a side dish for Li Jing.
From this point of view, Niu Jinda seems to be the best candidate.
"Feng Niu Jinda is the general manager of Jishi Road March."
Li Shimin gave the last order and looked away from the sand table.
He looked at Fang Xuanling and said in a deep voice:
"After the decree is issued, all military matters will be handed over to Li Jing!"
"I will no longer interfere. Let him arrange everything by himself. After all, I also gave him the Minister of War."
"Of course, I will still take care of the food and grass rationing and the rationing of military pay. Just let him go and fight without worries!"
Li Er has excellent military abilities, but he has never been a person who likes micro-management.
Now that the general manager has been appointed, let him do whatever he wants!
"yes."
"I excuse myself."
Fang Xuanling added a stroke, wrote the imperial edict, and then turned around and left.
But halfway through, he suddenly turned around and said slightly tentatively:
"Your Majesty."
"Why is there no news about the Grand Master recently? Hasn't he returned to Chang'an yet?"
Several days have passed since Xu Fenglei left Chang'an and now he has paid homage to the general to fight.
It stands to reason that even if he is walking back, the Grand Master should have returned to Chang'an by now...
"I sent someone to ask him to come back, but he didn't want to come back."
Li Shimin felt a little unhappy when he mentioned this, and snorted coldly,
"He is putting on airs with me!"
"Since you don't want to come back, then don't come back! It's not like I can't do it without him, and it's not like Datang can't do it without him!"
"Look at this time, without him, everything is still in order? With him or without him, it's the same!"
Fang Xuanling couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.
"this……"
"That's still a little different, Grand Master..."
He couldn't help but want to persuade, but Li Shimin glanced at him.
"Don't mention him again! Anyway, I have already given him the steps. If he is willing to come back, he will come back naturally! If he doesn't want to come back, I can't possibly kidnap him back! It makes it seem like I care less about him!"
Li Shimin said displeasedly,
"It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality."
"He is used to the luxurious life of Chang'an, how can he endure the harsh environment in Jiuwei Mountain? There is not even a foot-washing maid to serve him!"
"Just watch, it won't be long before he can't stand it anymore and comes back... Trying to be tough on me, huh!"
Fang Xuanling: "..."
Listening to these words, why do you feel that the emperor's tone has an indescribable awkwardness?
"Go ahead! Just do your own thing!"
Li Shimin ordered,
"The most important thing in the Tang Dynasty now is the war against Tuyuhun!"
"This time, I will definitely kill Murong Fuyun! After catching him, if I don't beat his shit out, he will be clean!"
As Li Er talked, he began to use swear words!
It can be seen how irritating Murong Fuyun, this dog who repeatedly jumps sideways, is!
"Yes, I will retire."
Fang Xuanling said no more, turned and left.
At the moment, he wasn't too worried about Xu Fenglei... As long as His Majesty didn't demote him, and as long as the initiative was in the hands of the Grand Master, it didn't matter.
Da da.
After watching Fang Xuanling leave, Li Shimin walked back to the desk and took out a letter from under the chopping board.
"well!"
He opened it, frowned again, and bit the pen.
"How should I write this apology letter to be sincere enough?"
"It's so brain-consuming, it's so brain-consuming!"
"Come on! Go and call Changsun Wuji for me!"
Li Shimin lit a cigarette and smoked half of it, but still had no clue.
So I planned to call in foreign aid to help and provide advice.
And this foreign aid can only be Changsun Wuji, because the relationship between the two parties is closer and they can talk more.
Of course, it's just 'more', and you can't tell the truth!
Um……
…
"See Your Majesty."
Changsun Wuji raised his hands in salute.
"Auxiliary engine, I have an... uh, old friend."
Li Shimin flicked the ashes from his cigarette, coughed dryly, and said,
"There was a misunderstanding between this old friend and his friend. The relationship between the two parties is not very good now, and there is a bit of a stalemate."
"This old friend of mine wants to break the deadlock and wants to write a letter of apology himself, but he doesn't know where to start and what to say in it to impress his friend."
"So he found me, but I don't have a clue and I'm not good at this... You've always been quick-thinking and resourceful, so I wanted to ask you to help me think about it."
"If it were you, how would you write it?"
When Changsun Wuji heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer.
He really wanted to say... Your Majesty, is this old friend you are talking about yourself?
(End of chapter)
