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

These days, Chang'an City seems calm, like a still lake with no ripples on the surface.

However, within the towering palace walls, the ministers in the court keenly sensed an unusual atmosphere.

The lives of officials in the three provinces, which were originally as regular as clockwork, were completely disrupted.

Almost every day, at dawn, he would hurriedly leave home and head to Liangyi Palace.

They were busy until night fell, and then they returned home excitedly.

Not only that, other officials joined in from time to time.

Among them were important officials such as Chu Suiliang, Gao Shilian, and Xiao Yu. These people were like the North Star in the court, and their every move was closely watched.

Now that they have joined in, people are even more curious.

In the end, even Chen Fusheng from Xianyang was called in, which made everyone even more confused.

Now that court sessions have been changed to once every seven days, this court session was cancelled.

The old ministers were full of doubts. Their brows were furrowed, and their eyes were full of confusion and anxiety. They gathered together in private and whispered to each other, but no one could guess the reason.

Those young officials from Xianyang seemed to have guessed something, but they kept their mouths shut.

In response to the questions from the old ministers, he remained silent, which made them feel isolated.

Fang Xuanling ended a day of discussion on the new policy. The discussion was intense and long, like a war without gunpowder.

He got off the carriage looking a little tired.

The new policy has been drafted for more than half, and every clause and every word is the result of the ministers' painstaking consideration.

This new policy is like a seed of hope. Once it takes root and sprouts, it will soon grow into a towering tree and completely change the fate of the Tang Dynasty.

When Fang Xuanling thought of this, his tired eyes could not hide his excitement. That excitement was like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating his wrinkled face.

The passion for work made him temporarily forget his physical fatigue.

As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw a young man with a hurried look running towards him like a gust of wind.

The young man's steps were hurried and chaotic, his eyes full of anxiety, and he shouted loudly: "Mr. Fang! You are finally here!"

The sound was particularly abrupt in the silent night, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Fang Xuanling was old, and his memory was declining like a stream that was about to dry up. Looking at the young man's somewhat familiar face, he tried hard to search for fragments of memory in his mind, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember who it was.

He narrowed his eyes, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing this, beads of sweat rolled down the young man's forehead. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Fang! Don't you recognize me? I am Sun Simiao's eldest disciple, Lü Qinghou!"

His voice was trembling with anxiety, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Fang Xuanling suddenly realized what was going on. A glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "It's Qing Hou! Why aren't you waiting inside?" Lü Qing Hou anxiously replied, "It's extremely urgent! Lord Fang! My master ordered me to rush to Chang'an at full speed. I dared not rest for even a moment, sleeping in the open air, just to present this letter to you!"

"A terrible dysentery outbreak has occurred in Guzhou. The scene is a living hell! Many have died, and there are wailing and sobbing everywhere. My master is desperately trying to treat the patients in Guzhou. He is so worried that he has written down the prescription in a letter. Please quickly present it to Your Majesty!"

"If it's any later, the consequences will be disastrous!"

As he spoke, he took out the letter with trembling hands and handed it to Fang Xuanling. In his hands, the letter seemed to be the last hope of the people of Guzhou.

When Fang Xuanling heard this, he was shocked. Knowing the seriousness of the matter, he did not even bother to go back home to rest.

His movements, which had been a little slow due to fatigue, suddenly became agile and he immediately asked someone to pick up the lantern.

The light of the lantern flickered in the night wind.

He took out his reading glasses from his pocket with trembling hands, put them on, and couldn't wait to unfold the letter and read it in the dim and unstable light.

His eyes followed the contents of the letter. With every line he read, his brows furrowed more tightly and his expression became more solemn.

After reading it, he said to Lü Qinghou with a serious expression: "Lü Qinghou, please get in the carriage with me. His Majesty should still be in the Liangyi Palace."

Lü Qinghou pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face and said in disbelief, "Me?"

His eyes were full of surprise. He had never thought that he would have the opportunity to enter the palace and meet His Majesty. It was like a fairy tale to him.

Before he could react, Fang Xuanling urged him urgently, "Hurry up and get in the car! It will be too late if His Majesty falls asleep!"

The tone was unquestionable and carried an unprecedented sense of urgency.

Lu Qinghou got on the car in a daze, his heart pounding like a deer running around in his chest.

You know, it is almost impossible for an outsider to enter the palace at night.

According to the rules, the Jinyiwei and Shenwuwei must conduct strict inspections. The inspections are like a series of solid checkpoints to prevent any suspicious people from entering the palace.

But in order to save time, Fang Xuanling was so anxious that he didn't care about so many formalities.

He directly revealed his identity. His majestic identity as prime minister made the guards dare not stop him, and they could only hurriedly report it to their superiors.

The carriage sped through the palace, its wheels rolling and raising dust all the way, and only then was it able to travel smoothly.

Seeing from afar that the lights in the Liangyi Hall were still on, gave Fang Xuanling a glimmer of hope.

He finally felt relieved and walked in quickly, pulling Lu Qinghou.

At this time, Li Chengqian and his ministers had improved the new policy a little more today. They felt a little relaxed, like soldiers who had completed a difficult battle.

I was sitting in the Liangyi Hall with Mr. Qi, drinking tea and chatting. The fragrance of tea filled the air, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.

They discussed the future development path of the Tang Dynasty, and both of their eyes were full of longing for the future.

Just when they were chatting happily, Fang Xuanling came back with a young man he didn't know.

This sudden situation stunned everyone, and the originally relaxed atmosphere froze in an instant.

Mr. Qi couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Prime Minister Fang, what are you doing?" His eyes were full of curiosity and surprise, and his gaze swept back and forth between Fang Xuanling and Lu Qinghou.

Fang Xuanling bowed respectfully to His Majesty and Mr. Qi, his gesture filled with solemnity and seriousness, and said, "Grand Master Qi, I have an extremely urgent matter to present to Your Majesty. Since you are here, please see if you can help."

As he spoke, he placed the letter on the imperial desk, his expression serious, and he said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this is a letter from Sun Simiao sent from Guzhou. There has been a serious outbreak of dysentery in the Guzhou area. It is simply a catastrophic disaster!"

"The death toll is enormous, countless families have been torn apart, and the people are suffering from illness and death. This is Sun Simiao's senior disciple, Lü Qinghou. He delivered this letter overnight, riding a horse at full speed, enduring hardships along the way, just to let the court know about this matter as soon as possible."

Lu Qinghou stood in the Liangyi Hall, feeling uncomfortable all over. He felt like a lamb that had strayed into a pack of wolves.

He had never seen such a scene before. In front of him were His Majesty, the Grand Tutor and the Prime Minister, people he would never dare to even think about in his daily life.

His legs were trembling slightly, and he didn't know where to look. He just lowered his head, feeling uneasy. His heartbeat was so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his throat.

After a moment's silence, he secretly observed Fang Xuanling's movements, imitated him, saluted Li Chengqian, and stammered, "Your humble servant, Lü Qinghou, greets Your Majesty."

His voice was very low and a little out of tune due to nervousness. After he finished speaking, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But Li Chengqian was concentrating on reading the letter, his brows furrowed like two mountains pressed together. His eyes were filled with anger and worry, and he didn't notice Lu Qinghou at all.

Lu Qinghou pulled his hand back awkwardly, as if it had been burned by fire. His face turned red to his ears. He stood there awkwardly, feeling as if time had frozen and every second seemed incredibly long.

The more Li Chengqian read the letter, the gloomier his expression became, like the sea in a storm, with turbulent waves.

He clenched the envelope tightly in his hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he wanted to crush the envelope.

The veins on his forehead bulged, like angry little snakes twisting.

"Great, that's great! Could it be that these local officials think the imperial court's sword is no longer effective, and so they dare to conceal the truth?"

He laughed out loud in anger, and the laughter echoed in the silent Liangyi Palace, carrying a biting chill that made everyone present shiver.

He handed the letter to Mr. Qi and said in a cold tone, "Master Qi, please take a look at it too."

Mr. Qi took the letter and read it carefully. His eyes were focused and serious, and he did not miss a single word.

After a while, he finished reading and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, the most important thing right now is not to punish these officials who have neglected their duties, although their crimes are unforgivable. Instead, the most urgent task is to control the spread of dysentery as soon as possible. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Fortunately, Doctor Sun has clearly outlined the necessary prescriptions. This is undoubtedly a blessing in disguise, saving us a considerable amount of time. I have read the prescriptions in the letter and see that both the Peony Decoction and the Whitehead Decoction use Coptis chinensis as the main ingredient. Your Majesty should quickly gather and send Coptis chinensis to the disaster area; it is the key to saving lives."

"At the same time, we must thoroughly investigate areas in Datang currently infected with dysentery. No corner should be spared. The movements of those infected must be restricted to prevent them from spreading the disease to more people and prevent the disease from spreading further."

After hearing what Mr. Qi said, Fang Xuanling's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Master Qi is absolutely right!"

Li Chengqian also nodded in agreement. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, both of you. Please work harder tonight."

Then he shouted loudly, "Ananda!" The voice echoed in the hall with an unquestionable majesty.

Eunuch Zhang walked in quickly from outside. His steps were light and quick. He responded respectfully, "Your Majesty! What are your orders?"

Li Chengqian ordered, "Go and call Zhang Xianhuai over to me right now."

Eunuch Zhang replied, "Yes, Your Majesty!" and then hurried away to carry out Your Majesty's orders.