Dialogue between ancient and modern: I create programs, national treasures have spirits

Chapter 77 A Memorial

"Before that, I also have a story to tell you!"

Li Shimin's eyes were deep, looking at Yi Ze, and then at this space, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, staring into the hearts of the audience.

Yi Ze showed no signs of fear, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me, this junior is all ears."

"Okay, this happened in the early years of Zhenguan."

Li Shimin's words carried a strange magic power, which seemed to lead people into that era unconsciously.

"At that time, it was not long after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and I had just ascended the throne, so I was quite powerless in the face of the alien race in the north."

Li Shimin didn't shy away from anything, and said that at that time, it was indeed the Turks who made troubles and disrupted the border defense.

"At that time, on the northern border of the Tang Dynasty, there was a small city called Heiwu City. The place was very small and remote, and many people also called it Little Black Mist."

"Little black mist?"

Yi Ze's tone was a bit weird, this name is indeed very strange.

Just from the name alone, this city seems very lonely, and it looks like an inaccessible place at first glance.

Li Shimin ignored the strange meaning in Yi Ze's words, and continued: "Although Xiao Heiwu is located in a remote place and inaccessible to people, it is the territory of our Tang Dynasty, so naturally we can't ignore it."

"I then sent two ministers, one Shen He and one Ma Yaohui, to pass through Jubao Road to Xiaoheiwu, and sit in it to help Tang Dynasty solve problems."

"Although Little Black Mist is located in a remote place, the supplies are not very scarce, and various strange things often happen."

"I also often exile those criminals to Xiaoheiwu, and order Shen He and Ma Yaohui to guard them strictly, and they will not be released privately, nor will they let go of any suspected crimes."

"Your Majesty's move, if someone is exiled innocently, won't he die of old age?"

Yi Ze expressed the worry in his heart. In the era of the emperor, all kinds of unjust and wrong cases emerged one after another. If he was exiled to Heiwu City for unwarranted crimes, wouldn't he be unable to stand up forever.

"Hahaha!"

Li Shimin laughed three times, drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and said complacently: "I am also worried about this, so I specially asked Shen He and Ma Yaohui to review it every two years. If there is any intention, then the Black Mist City can be released."

"Then Your Majesty, don't all the laws that are determined are in the hands of those two? So, it has been twelve years since His Majesty ascended the throne, is there anyone who survived?"

Yi Ze asked about the doubts in his heart, and Li Shimin was suddenly stunned. He recalled the memorials and memorials issued every two years in Black Mist City, and was speechless for a moment.

In the past 12 years, not a single person escaped from the Black Mist City. On the contrary, the number of people who die every year is gradually increasing.

"Yesterday, there was a new memorial from Black Mist City, and I haven't had time to check it out yet."

Li Shimin slapped his head, and hurriedly went to the case, took a few memorials from the case, looked at them carefully, and said in surprise: "Here it is, this is this one!"

Holding a thin red memorial in his hand, Li Shimin jumped off the table in one stride, and walked to Yi Ze in a few steps.

"Two years ago, I got the news that some exiled sinners showed obvious repentance. It seems that I can get the exact news today!"

As he spoke, Li Shimin stretched out the entire memorial and spread it on the table.

The tiny small script on it, leaving aside the previous paragraphs of praise, the three of them looked at the memorial that followed.

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(End of this chapter)