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Chapter 818 Right Wise King
Fang Xuanling opened his mouth but said nothing for a long time. His eyes, which used to be deep and full of wisdom, now showed a hint of worry.

The current Tang Dynasty is no longer the Tang Dynasty before the Battle of Dingxiang. The grasslands and the Western Regions account for half of the Tang Dynasty's territory. There are many foreigners among the court officials, and the situation is much more complicated than before.

Li Shimin added: "Ashina Yun is not just one person, because due to various opportunities, she and her son represent the entire grassland tribe."

"Ministers from the grasslands such as Zhisi Shili, Ashina Simo, and Ashina Zhong in the court have become closer to the Tang Dynasty because of the marriage between Chengqian and Ashina Yun. They usually tend to favor Chengqian, and they are considered to be the power of the prince's faction."

"Even the two ambitious people, Yi Nan and Bi Heli, highly praised him and often mentioned Cheng Qian and Ashina Yun."

"If we abandon the Chengqian lineage and choose the King of Shu or the King of Wei as the crown prince, how can they agree?"

"The entire grassland will feel marginalized. The bond that Cheng Qian built between the Tang Dynasty and the people of the grassland during his mission will become ineffective, and the grassland forces will drift further and further away from the Tang Dynasty. These are all unacceptable to the court."

Li Shimin frowned and pressed his eyebrows together: "The court is now in a critical period of transformation. If we can get through it, we will be reborn like a phoenix rising from the ashes, and the entire Tang Dynasty will be reborn and become a truly powerful country, laying the foundation for the continuation of the dynasty."

"If we can't cross it, with internal and external troubles, we are likely to return to a chaotic world."

"The domestic reform is in the critical period, while the external Yi people are accumulating strength in the northwest, and the Jie Li You Xian Wang tribe in the northeast is rising like the sun in the east. In this situation, the attitude of the Jiang Tang grassland tribes as a buffer is very important, especially the Tuli tribe as a marriage alliance."

"We can't provoke Ashina Yun at this time."

"I have thought about the prince's affairs for a long time. Now I can't make the decision, so I can only pretend to be confused and pretend that Cheng Qian is still here, but has encountered various difficulties and is temporarily lost on the grassland. The court and the Tuli tribe must continue to send people to look for him."

"We should maintain the current situation and postpone the time until the internal reform is completed. Only then will our Tang Dynasty have the strength to calmly deal with various complex situations."

"Xuanling, I need you to help me stabilize the current delicate situation. No one can mention the Crown Prince's affairs. Fortunately, I am still young, and it is not time for the inheritance to happen. I can still afford to delay."

Fang Xuanling knew what Li Shi had said. He originally thought that by defeating Jie Li, the Tang Dynasty would be able to escape from its predicament. However, the situation was now even more critical and no more trouble could be caused.

If we discuss the throne again at this time, it will indeed easily cause huge turmoil. It is better to drag it out for now. Things will be better if we take it slow.

Although the crown prince is not here, the power of the Eastern Palace in the court has become even greater.

Zhangsun Wuji and Hou Junji of the Tang Dynasty, Zhisi Shili and Ashina Simo of the grassland, plus the Tuli tribe and the generals of Shidu in the northern desert of the Tang Dynasty. Unknowingly, the prince's power in the court has become deeply rooted and unshakable.

From the court to the local areas, from civil officials to military generals, a huge interest group has been formed.

The power of the crown prince's faction grew too fast, and they were already beginning to usurp power, threatening Li Shimin's existence.

This is because of the absence of the crown prince. If the crown prince was in Chang'an, Li Shimin would probably not be able to sleep.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling suddenly had a strange idea in his mind.

After seeing the feudal system proposed by the prince and his summary of experiences of past dynasties, Fang Xuanling was astounded and deeply impressed by the young prince's vast wisdom and imaginative ideas. He also made some judgments about the ability of the prince who had such a profound understanding of the overall situation.

In addition to the current power of the Eastern Palace in the court, if the prince returns, he will almost be another emperor.

With the prince's wisdom, he might have anticipated the current situation long ago, so he pulled out the most critical chess piece that would highlight his big dragon.

As a result, the entire prince's power became in name only due to the absence of the prince, and it lost its cohesion and vitality, and no longer had the strength to compete with Li Shimin.

If that's the case, then the prince shouldn't be dead?

Instead, he hid somewhere in the grassland, and perhaps when the time came for him to inherit the throne in the future, he would descend from the sky like a god, link these forces together, and seize the throne with absolute advantage.

This would avoid threatening Li Shimin and creating a dual-headed political structure.

It also increased the strength of the Tang Dynasty, combining the power of the prince's line with the imperial power, allowing Li Shimin to calmly carry out various deployments and reforms. Otherwise, why would the prince tell the emperor about the Tang Dynasty's plans for the next 20 years before leaving?

From this it can be seen that the prince has made plans for his long-term absence.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling was filled with excitement and wanted to tell Li Shimin his guess.

But when the words were about to come out of his mouth, Fang Xuanling suddenly stopped.

The prince had good intentions. If he had told Li Shimin in advance, it would not only cause trouble, but would also make Li Shimin suspicious.

Instead of this, it is better to pretend that you know nothing and let Li Shimin and the prince, the father and son, do their own things under the thoughts of blood and affection! Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling's originally anxious mood suddenly calmed down a lot. It's just a pity that with the prince's talent, if he were in Chang'an, he would be able to make great contributions to the emperor.

If we just hide in the grassland like this, it will be a bit desolate.

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in Fang Xuanling's mind, as if some very important information flashed through his mind, but when Fang Xuanling wanted to grasp it, he was confused again and could no longer capture the fleeting inspiration.

Finally, he shook his head and said, "Your Majesty's considerations are reasonable. In this case, the throne will be temporarily vacant. After all, the prince is only missing and his body has not been found. No one can conclude that the prince is gone."

"Then let's intensify our search, and maybe one day, the prince will be found?"

Seeing Li Shimin's painful expression, Fang Xuanling felt a little bit reluctant, so he gave a very vague hint without saying it in detail, after all, he was just guessing.

Li Shimin was stunned when he heard this, then looked at Fang Xuanling who had recovered and nodded silently.

Northern Desert!

On the south side of Hulun Lake, one thousand kilometers east of Urge, at the foot of the Hailar Mountains, relying on the high-quality pastures of the Hulunbuir grassland, a large number of tribes gathered here and formed a densely populated market town.

This is the garrison of the Right Wise King of the Turkic Khanate and also the center of the Eastern Grassland. It can be said that this is the best place in the Right Wise King's territory.

In the military camp at the foot of Mount Hailar, on a hill overlooking the surrounding area.

In an exceptionally spacious tent, the generals of the tribes directly under the Right Wise King and a group of tribal leaders from the eastern grasslands gathered together.

The power core of the entire eastern grassland is gathered here. The leaders who can enter the big tent are all powerful leaders with at least 5,000 soldiers in their tribe.

"Herm, do you think that this time Jie Li Khan has sent an order to summon our Right Wise King to Urge, will it be disadvantageous to our Right Wise King?" The man in the first position on the left hand asked the middle-aged man opposite him in a buzzing voice with a worried look on his face.

This man's name is Gu Rentu, and he is the number one general under the Right Wise King.

Gu Rentu was about thirty years old, with a rough face, a sturdy build, a broad back and strong arms. He was two meters tall and sat there like a small mountain.

October in the north has entered late autumn, the temperature is a little chilly, and most people have already put on sheepskin coats.

But Gu Rentu was still wearing a waistcoat, and his exposed arms were thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. The muscles on his back were strong and powerful, with clear lines. He exuded a murderous aura, and with the dense knife and gun scars on his arms and legs, he looked like an ancient ferocious beast.

Many tribal leaders nearby kept their distance from this man.

Sitting opposite, the first person on the right, Hermubi Gurentu, is much older than him, over forty years old, wearing a grey felt hat, thin build, goatee, pointed face, and brown robe. His eyes are a little vague, and no one knows what he is thinking about.

Unlike the grassland people who usually make do with what they can and dress sloppily, Hermu was obviously dressed neatly, and his hair and beard were very neatly groomed.

Hearing Gurentu's question, many tribal leaders who were talking in the tent stopped talking and looked at Helmu.

Heermu came back to his senses, and before he could speak, a look of wisdom appeared on his face. He smiled and said, "Gurentu, don't talk nonsense. The Khan relies on our Right Wise King. Everyone on the grassland knows it."

Gu Rentu said with a cold face: "Humph, do you think I'm stupid? The current Turkic Khanate was conquered by the Right Wise King and our group of people."

"The herdsmen all say that the Right Wise King is too popular because his achievements are greater than his master's."

"Jie Li Khan is old now, and a new Khan needs to be elected. He only has that one son, Shi Luodie, who is useless and cannot fight at all. The Ji Luo tribe only has 3,000 strong men, and he led 10,000 men, but he still couldn't capture the city after fighting for seven days."

"Later, they surrendered only because their food supplies ran out."

"With such a record, there are so many people on the grassland who would not accept it. If he becomes the Khan, I will be the first one to disagree."

Seeing Gu Rentu speak without restraint, Heermu's face suddenly darkened: "Originally, the Right Wise King was fine, but because there are more people like you who are dissatisfied, more variables have been brought about."

"In my opinion, the Right Wise King should have handed over the military power and directly called himself Khan." Gu Rentu seemed to be getting more and more unrestrained as he spoke.

Heermu shook his head. "The Right Wise King is a Han Chinese who stayed on the grassland. He has no foundation. How can he not repay the Khan's favor with his death? If he rebels against the Khan, he will be looked down upon by everyone on the grassland, and will not be accepted by other tribes."

(End of this chapter)