Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

Mr. Qi received an urgent summons from His Majesty and did not dare to delay for a moment, and walked hurriedly.

He didn't even have time to put on his outer robe before running straight towards the Ganlu Palace.

The moment he saw Li Chengqian, Mr. Qi hurriedly bowed and saluted, his voice filled with breathlessness and anxiety: "Your Majesty, has something big happened?"

Li Chengqian shook his head slightly, his expression seemingly calm, but his furrowed brows revealed his inner worry: "It's nothing serious, it's just that my sister, Princess Jinyang, has contracted a stroke."

Hearing this, Mr. Qi's originally tense heartstrings relaxed a little, and he secretly felt lucky that nothing serious had happened.

But Li Chengqian's next words made him tighten his already tense heartstrings again.

Li Chengqian stared at Mr. Qi with a gloomy gaze and said slowly, "Master Qi, rheumatism is a hereditary disease in our Li family."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will probably also be infected with rheumatism in the future."

Mr. Qi's face suddenly became flustered.

Rheumatism is an incurable disease!

In the past, Emperor Wu of Wei was killed by this terrible disease. How could he not panic when he thought of this?

Mr. Qi, who usually remained calm even in the face of a catastrophe, was now at a loss.

He paced back and forth in front of Li Chengqian, his steps hurried and flustered, his hands subconsciously twisting together.

After a long while, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at Li Chengqian, his voice trembling: "What does your majesty want?"

Li Chengqian looked up at the azure sky and subconsciously wrapped his robe tighter around him.

"What can I do? I've already said it's incurable. I don't have any good solutions. I'm still relatively healthy."

"Whether I can achieve this is still a matter of debate. I am just preparing for a rainy day."

"The most important thing is Princess Jinyang's condition now!"

Mr. Qi was about to speak to dissuade him when Li Chengqian's voice rang out again.

"But I don't like to hear the words 'incurable disease'."

"It's up to you, Lao Qi. Send the best students from Xianyang Medical College to the Imperial Medical Bureau."

"I will ask Dr. Sun Simiao for help."

"Let them work together to see if they can cure Princess Jinyang's rheumatism. If that doesn't work, alleviating it to the greatest extent possible would also be good."

"If anyone in my Li family suffers from this disease in the future, I can prescribe the right medicine to alleviate the symptoms!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Mr. Qi quickly bowed in response.

But his hands couldn't stop shaking slightly, and his mind was still shrouded in the shadow of Feng Ji.

Just as he was in a trance, he suddenly felt a warmth on his hand. He looked up and saw that it was Li Chengqian who reached out and held his hand tightly.

A trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he called softly, "Your Majesty..."

Li Chengqian smiled at Mr. Qi, and that smile revealed confidence and heroism.

"Even if I really do get a stroke in the future, I can at least live past fifty, right?"

"There is still plenty of time for us to create a strong Tang Dynasty."

"Rest assured, sir. I will take you to the summit of history, and gaze upon the past and present. Our names will be immortalized, and no one can rival them!"

……

After receiving the order from His Majesty, Hao Ren and Hu Bugui did not dare to slack off in the slightest. They quickly packed their bags and went to the Imperial Medical Bureau in response to the imperial edict.

They knew that this task was extremely difficult, but they couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of working together with so many medical experts to tackle the problem of rheumatism.

As soon as Sun Simiao received the news, he hurriedly packed his luggage, took his apprentice with him, and rushed to Chang'an without stopping.

Inside the Liangyi Hall.

Li Chengqian sat upright on the majestic armchair, staring solemnly at the two military reports sent by Li Jing on the imperial desk.

The first one was a secret report, which recorded in detail some events unknown to the public: Li Jing said that the governor of Yizhou sent a letter to the army, but the messenger who was entrusted with the important task and the crucial letter disappeared mysteriously, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.

Soon after, Songzhou suffered a devastating disaster. Tibetan cavalry trampled on villages and innocent civilians were slaughtered.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the 3,000-strong battalion arrived in time, repelled the Tubo army, and barely saved Songzhou City.

But in this battle, the 3,000-man battalion also paid a heavy price, with more than one-third of its troops killed or wounded...

Li Jing also elaborated on the subsequent events in detail. Tubo surrendered, and Qin Ruzhao kicked over the wheel in anger and exterminated the Tubo people.

In order to ensure the stability of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jing had no choice but to kill all 20,000 Kunlun slaves and 10,000 Turkic soldiers. At the end of the secret report, Li Jing earnestly asked His Majesty to atone for his sins.

The other military report was embellished and beautified, and was filled with the glorious record of the Songzhou victory, describing how the Tubo people fled in disarray, how the Tang soldiers fought bravely against the enemy, and ultimately led to the destruction of the Tubo nation and the extinction of the race, and now the army was returning in triumph.

Li Chengqian frowned.

What caught his attention most was the disappearance of the messenger and the letter, which happened within the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Who is so bold as to intercept the military newspaper?

"Someone, call Qin Biwu over."

Li Chengqian's voice was low and majestic, with a hint of suppressed anger.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The young eunuch took the order and left.

After receiving the news, Qin Biwu did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly rushed over in a dusty state.

Li Chengqian looked at Qin Biwu, whose breath was hazy. He paused for a moment, waiting for his breath to even out, before he slowly spoke, "My dear Qin, I have something I want you to investigate after the New Year..."