Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 640 April
In April, the city of Chang'an began to get irritatingly hot.

Emperor Zhenguan couldn't bear it anymore, so he moved to Cuiwei Palace again, and the prince had no choice but to follow.

The flying cavalry is completely in the hands of Tie Xiaozhuang, the general of the flying cavalry left, and Dou Xuanfei, the right general of the flying cavalry, has already obeyed.

Liu Shi, the Minister of War, had sternly warned Dou Xuanfei that if there was any accident due to Dou Xuanfei's lack of cooperation during the flying cavalry, he would skin Dou Xuanfei with his own hands!
No matter how intense the party struggle is, it cannot shake the foundation of the Tang Dynasty.

Liu Shi, as the uncle of the Crown Princess, still had this awareness.

One of the reasons Liu Shi didn't dare to be arrogant anymore was that he couldn't be sure whether the prince was still his nephew and son-in-law?
As for anything contrary to that, go to hell, it’s good to be able to maintain this glory and wealth, how dare you think too much about it?
Those things need to be pointed out by a well-fed old master.

Dou Xuanfei, who had become more honest, turned a blind eye to Flying Cavalry Colonel Deng Wen's frequent calls to mobilize infantry regiments and Yueqi manpower.

As long as it is the military order of General Feiqi Zuorang, follow it.

Dou Xuanfei, the boss of the emperor, also knew it very well. As long as Fei Qi could ensure that he followed the dragon, wealth and honor would be inevitable.

Therefore, Dou Xuanfei, who was stationed in Huangyugou, patrolled diligently every day to ensure that there was no hidden danger and that the fire was covered up after the soldiers made rice.

Regarding Tie Xiaozhuang's request for advice, Fan Zheng could only encourage him and could not teach him anything else.

It is quite strange to say that Dunhuafang has learned such a weirdo as Tie Xiaozhuang.

Whether it was pre-inspection, lift-off, or gliding, Tie Xiaozhuang was extremely strict in his management and never relaxed at all as his position rose.

In this regard, he is exactly the same as the old man, who is as stubborn as a donkey.

The worst time was when he was testing the equipment of the flying horse and preparing to launch people into the air. Emperor Zhenguan happened to arrive behind him. Zhang Ananda even spoke, but Tie Xiaozhuang insisted on completing the whole process before going to see the emperor.

"I am guilty of being late to welcome you, but I must ensure that the flying cavalry soldiers will not fall to death because of my failure to do the job."

Tie Xiaozhuang's voice was deep.

In the Battle of Qingshan, Tie Xiaozhuang was still haunted by Pao Ze who fell to death.

Although Ci does not control soldiers, Tie Xiaozhuang still hopes that there will be fewer accidents and that a real death in battle will be worthwhile.

Emperor Zhenguan said to the prince: "Look, do you feel at ease with such a stubborn flying knight Zuolang to protect you?"

The prince nodded heavily.

I have Sun Jiu, the dianshan man, for food, and I have Zuo Lang, the flying cavalry general, for the lodging, Tie Xiaozhuang, I am safe.

More importantly, he had met these two people in Dunhuafang a long time ago, and he had an inexplicable sense of trust in his heart.

Perhaps this is Aiwujiwu.

As for Fan Zheng who was standing by, even if Tie Xiaozhuang was jumping around in front of him, he didn't want to talk to Pihou.

This guy is so tight.

It was Tie Xiaozhuang's nature that he could be calm in front of the emperor and the prince, and majestic in front of the flying knights, but in front of Fan Zheng he was still the same nonsense Tie Xiaozhuang.

"Look, I'm awesome, right?"

"Hey, the infantry regiment and the Yueqi are all at their fingertips now."

"The students in Dunhuafang all use their abacus to settle accounts, but I, Tie Xiaozhuang, use my abacus to do battle."

This was praised by the emperor, and his tail was raised.

Tie Xiaozhuang pretended to be polite in front of others, but showed his true colors in front of Fan Zheng.

Fan Zheng couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Tie Xiaozhuang on the butt: "Get out of here! I'm so busy patrolling, I'll skin you if something goes wrong!"

Tie Xiaozhuang patted his butt and twisted it twice. It was still the original formula and the same taste. That was right!
Sometimes the baby's skin just wants you to fuck her.

Li Shimin looked at this scene, his haggard face was full of smiles, and a trace of blush appeared on his cheeks.

The veins were prominent in his neck, and a wheezing cough sounded.

Fengyu, Zhichang, the imperial physician, chief pharmacist, chief physician, masseur, and curse master of Shangyao Bureau came over hurriedly, and the envoys carried the body of Emperor Zhenguan into the Hanfeng Hall.The sealer followed angrily behind. Although he knew that he was not needed at all, he had to follow!
The name of the surgeon is unfamiliar, but in fact it is not uncommon. He specializes in debriding, cutting abscesses, and suturing, and he is a general surgeon in later generations.

Illiterates and rhythmical people who say that there were no surgeries in ancient China can rest.

Fan Zheng could only follow the worried prince and wait outside Hanfeng Palace.

Hanfeng Hall is not big, and many people from Youshang Pharmacy are waiting inside, so it is inconvenient for them to squeeze in.

The emperor was dying and his cough suddenly stopped. He tried medicine, acupuncture, and massage, but to no avail.

The medicine can no longer be taken;
There is no reaction at all when the needle is inserted into the skin or acupoint;

Massage, fingers everywhere, gradually become cold and stiff.

The Curse Master was sweating profusely. He was performing Cunsi, Yubu, Yingmu, Palm Jue, and Mudra. He was performing Taoist bans from the alchemist and curses from the Shimen in turn. His arms were shaking so much that Fan Zheng even got goosebumps.

Fortunately, the Curse Master abstained from food and blood while he was accompanying him, otherwise he would not be allowed to cast spells.

I don't know whether the curse really had an effect, or Emperor Zhenguan took a breath, and his body gradually warmed up, and a long breath sounded in the palace.

The prince, Fan Zheng, Changsun Wuji, Li Shiji, Chu Suiliang, Yu Zhining, Zhang Xingcheng, Gao Jifu and Xu Jingzong entered the palace.

Xu Jingzong is writing the "Records of Zhenguan" again.

Li Shimin slowly opened his absent-minded eyes: "I have fought countless battles in my life, and my blood has flowed through Dendrobium. I am able to extend my life to this day. Shang Yao Bureau is very dedicated."

"When the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, it cannot be restored without human power. If you rely on yourself, you will not be able to get medical treatment. The prince must not blame others."

"When I died, the prince ascended the throne in front of the coffin. All the ministers and princes assisted the prince in flying cavalry and guarded the Anhua Gate. My chariots and carriages attended the emperor as usual. I returned to the Taiji Palace and did not announce the funeral secretly. The funeral ceremony was made according to the Han system."

"Assistant machine, I will let go. The new king can only rely on you, my uncle."

Changsun Wuji nodded heavily.

At their age, separation by life and death has become commonplace, and Changsun Wuji cannot cry no matter how painful it is.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, my sister's bloodline will definitely make her the king of the Tang Dynasty forever."

Fan Zheng could feel the bloody murderous intention from Changsun Wuji's heavy tone.

This fat man really knows how to kill people.

Moreover, Ya really killed a lot of people.

Changsun Wuji was famous in the Zhenguan Dynasty. In addition to his wisdom and legal achievements, he was also responsible for many secret affairs.

As for the others, they also took turns admonishing each other, but gave Fan Zheng a gentle look.

That night, the cry shook the entire Cuiwei Palace.

Li Shimin, the emperor of Zhenguan, died at the age of 52 when his mountain collapsed.

The Zhenguan era has come to an end.

Changsun Wuji's eyes turned red, and he asked Fengyu, Zhichang and the chief robe from the Provincial Department of Clothing in the palace to put the crown on the prince's head, which was specially designed for the emperor.

The more solemn large fur hat is not used because this set of clothing is only used for worshiping gods and earth.

Sun Jiu, the chief minister of the East Palace, served as the minister of food in the lower hall of the fifth rank of the Jin Dynasty.

Fu Baolang, who was under the command of the family, was in charge of the eight treasures of the emperor, and passed on the jade and divine seals of the country, which were given to the new emperor as the first edict.

Not surprisingly, the world is truly amnesty.

The cunning little officials were really cunning and had anticipated this matter early.

(End of this chapter)