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Chapter 959: Chang'an Mutation
Li Chongshan was anxious: "Mr. Cui, the emperor's current physical condition can't stand this kind of fierce medicine. The dosage of my medicine has been strictly controlled. If you do this, something bad will happen. If the emperor makes a mistake at that time, we will investigate..."

"Don't worry, we have people in the Imperial Medical Bureau."

Cui Yuanqi interrupted Li Deshan and said expressionlessly: "Even if something happens, it won't involve you. You stay here honestly and are not allowed to go anywhere. If you run away, wouldn't that be a cover-up?"

"Don't worry, you have been refining elixirs for Li Shimin for more than a year or two, and your prescriptions and medicines have stood the test of time."

"Li Shimin's physical condition is under our control. Now we just need to increase the dosage."

"Even if all the doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau examined the emperor together, they could only conclude that the emperor was greedy for women and had no restraint, which led to excessive drug use, excessive physical overdraft, and excessive consumption of vital energy, resulting in serious physical damage."

When Li Chongshan heard this, his expression eased a little and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang De returned to Taiji Palace and came to Yilan Palace where the Wu sisters were. Li Shimin had been waiting anxiously.

In addition to Li Shimin, there was also a gray-haired doctor from the Imperial Medical Bureau waiting in a side hall.

Wang De did not dare to delay. He opened the brocade box and took out the pill from the jade-white porcelain cup. He had it carefully checked by the medical officer first, and then handed it to a young eunuch who was testing poison next to him.

The young eunuch swallowed the pill with warm water. After just a quarter of an hour, he began to sweat all over, his eyes were shining, and the temperature of his skin gradually rose. He was panting and looked energetic, walking around restlessly.

Both Wang De and the medical officer were accustomed to such unusual situations.

The medicine used by the emperor has a more therapeutic effect than a nourishing one. The eunuchs are unable to release their emotions after taking it, so it is normal for them to be in this state.

Afterwards, Wang De sent the pills into the bedrooms of the two military talents. Li Shimin took them as usual and began to visit his concubines.

All the palace maids and eunuchs serving in the palace were also serving outside with red faces.

After half an incense stick of time, Li Shimin finally came out of Yilan Palace in high spirits, as if the series of battles just now had no effect on him at all. Li Shimin only felt full of strength, as if he had returned to his youth.

This feeling is amazing.
After bidding farewell to the two talented people, Li Shimin returned to Chengqing Hall and continued to review memorials. He finished processing the two piles of memorials on the desk that were like a mountain in just one afternoon. In between, he also met with ministers who came to Hongwen Hall to report and discuss some government affairs.

Li Shimin was busy until the sun set, and then he returned to the harem with a happy face.

In the meantime, Wang De was specially sent to reward Li Chongshan generously for his contribution in making better elixirs.

For the next half month, everything went on as usual for Li Shimin.

Half a month passed, one evening when Li Shi was discussing martial arts with two talented women from the Wu family, he suddenly became weak and fainted.

Wang De quickly called the doctor on duty. After the doctor's examination, his face changed drastically, his eyes showed panic, his whole body was trembling, and he trembled for a long time and couldn't speak. Wang De saw the seriousness of the situation and quickly reported it to Empress Changsun in Qiyun Palace.

Zhangsun Wugou was woken up in the middle of the night and heard that the emperor had fainted during intercourse. She ordered martial law in the inner palace and all the palace maids and eunuchs to keep silent. Finally, she ordered Ma Xuanliang to leave the palace overnight and call all the officials from the Imperial Medical Bureau.

That night, the Taiji Palace was busy all night long. The core of the Tang Dynasty was in chaos. Many important officials' mansions in Chang'an City were brightly lit and no one was asleep.

Fully armed soldiers were constantly moving on the streets, and teams of troops were marching out of the camp to strengthen the city's defense.

Until the next day, all the important officials from the three provinces and six ministries gathered in Chengqing Hall.

The Empress, Concubine Wei and Concubine Yang were also present, as well as the King of Shu, the King of Wei, the King of Jin and all the other princes and nobles in the capital.

It was because after diagnosis by the Imperial Medical Bureau's Director, Prime Minister, Medical Supervisor and other highly skilled medical officers, they came to a shocking conclusion: Li Shimin had suffered too many battle injuries when he was young, and later he was busy with state affairs, and most importantly, he was addicted to elixirs.

He had repeatedly used strong and cruel drugs to stimulate his body's potential, but they had worn out day by day, and his vitality had been severely damaged. He was at the end of his life.

Fang Xuanling's heart trembled, as if the sky was about to fall, and he could not wait to ask the Imperial Physician: "Imperial Doctor Zhou, what caused the emperor's sudden accident?"

"Master Fang, the emperor's health has always been poor, and he has been working day and night in recent years."

Zhou Yansi knew what Fang Xuanling meant, and frowned as he said, "These days, I have been greedy for the refreshing effect of the elixir, taking it twice a day, and finally overdrawing my body's vitality. The hidden dangers accumulated over the years have erupted at the same time, and even a god cannot save me."

"The medicine the emperor took has been tested by the doctors of the Imperial Medical Bureau and they have tried it themselves, ruling out the possibility of poisoning."

After this explanation, all the ministers knew that the emperor had fallen under his own desire. Since ancient times, the emperor's harem has gathered many beauties from all over the world. Most of them will suffer serious physical damage due to excessive indulgence if they are not strong-willed. Unexpectedly, a wise emperor like Li Shimin is not immune to this.

Many people sighed silently in their hearts.
Sure enough, a person’s biggest enemy is himself. If he cannot control himself, he cannot defeat others.

Hou Junji's face changed. He didn't care whether Li Shimin was poisoned or indulged himself. He just wanted to know Li Shimin's current physical condition and whether he could recover. So he asked without hesitation: "Zhou Yansi, I want to ask you, how is your Majesty's health now?"

"When will you wake up?"

All the ministers looked nervously at the highly respected Director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, who had superb medical skills.

Zhou Yansi glanced at Empress Changsun, who was standing beside him and quietly weeping. Changsun Wugou nodded silently. Then he said with a heavy and sad face, "Everyone, your majesty fell into a coma, which is actually a protection of the body's survival function."

"Entering a deep sleep is beneficial to the recovery of the body's vitality."

"If my prediction is correct, you will wake up within three days. However, even if Your Majesty wakes up this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to return to your previous state."

"His Majesty"

Cen Wenben's face became anxious, and he urged: "Sir Zhou, your majesty's life is related to the safety of the world, just tell us the truth."

"Yes, the Tang Dynasty is now in the hands of His Majesty. If His Majesty makes a mistake, the Tang Dynasty will fall."

All the ministers looked at Zhou Yansi anxiously, as if they didn't want to hear bad news from him.

But Zhou Yansi's next words made all the ministers feel as if struck by lightning: "My dear ministers, your majesty is at the end of his life. It is already incurable. Even if he can be rescued, he won't live long."

"At the latest, it will take a month. At the latest, it will take three months. If there is no miracle, I can prepare for my funeral now."

"What, impossible?"

The ministers were deeply saddened, and they all looked up to the sky and cried out: "Your Majesty!"

As the ice and snow melted, the earth gradually warmed up and everything came back to life. In the vast grasslands of the north, spring arrived later than in the Central Plains.

In March in the south of the Yangtze River, the willows are green and the scenery is lush and green. The cold winter in the north is slowly receding.

Green shoots popped out from the withered grass, like newborns of nature, full of curiosity and vitality. With the spring breeze, these shoots grew rapidly, and soon covered the entire grassland, as if covering the earth with a soft green carpet.

As the warm breeze blows across the earth, various wild flowers bloom, dotted in this green ocean, as bright as stars.

There are gorgeous red flowers, fresh and elegant blue flowers, and pure white flowers, colorful and beautiful. Bees and butterflies shuttle between the flowers, busy collecting pollen, adding a bit of movement to this spring symphony.

The majestic Jinshan hills are also infected by the breath of spring. The originally bare ridges are beginning to be covered with new green. The mountain streams have become turbulent due to the melting snow. The clear water droplets sparkle in the sun like strings of crystal pearls.

At the foot of the mountain, the sky of the Irtysh River Valley is azure blue, and the clouds are as fluffy as cotton candy, floating in the air. Occasionally, flocks of migratory birds fly across the sky, their chirping sounds are clear and melodious, as if telling the story of their migration along the way.

The spring on the grassland is a vibrant and colorful painting, light yet firm, bringing endless hope and vitality.

Today, the royal tent on the Irtysh River, although still called a tent to the outside world, has become an undoubted majestic throne.

It took three years for Li Yan to build a city here that was no less important than Jinyang, and named it Irtysh City, with the help of the three major financial sources of trade with the Central Plains and the East and Western Regions.

The city was modeled after the Central Plains, with tall walls and wide moats that divided the city into outer city, inner city, and palace city. It was large in scale and covered a vast area, and with this city as a support, a series of nearby towns spread out in all directions.

This place has become somewhat like the Central Plains. Irtysh has long replaced Urge and become the center of the grassland.
In a blink of an eye, sixteen years have passed since leaving Chang'an and coming to the grassland. Li Yan has grown from a vigorous teenager to a mature and stable young man in ancient times when the average life expectancy was only thirty or forty years old.

People over thirty can be called old men. Li Yan, who is twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, is comparable to middle-aged people in later generations.

Li Yan sat at the head of the magnificent meeting hall. He was tall and strong, with a calm gaze, an eagle's eyes and a wolf's gaze. His temperament was as steady as Mount Tai, and his prestige was unrivaled in the world. Today, the Right Sage King was the undisputed leader of the grassland, the Wolf King.

Because of Li Yan's existence, the grassland will always be united as a whole.

(End of this chapter)