I open a history tutorial class in Daming

Chapter 76 Guanyin Bi, Guanyin Bi!
Tang Dynasty, the ninth year of Zhenguan, spring.

In Ganlu Palace, Li Shimin came out of the system space and was a little skeptical about his life.

He looked at the ministers who had woken up with him, then looked at Empress Changsun who was sitting gracefully beside him, and finally chose to look at his old employees who had founded the Tang Group first.

"Wuji, Xuanling, Zhijie, did you hear what Zhu Yuanzhang said to me when the get out of class was over?"

There was a hint of confusion, doubt, and emptiness in Li Shimin's voice.

It was as if I had experienced the most confused moment in my life.

Everyone in the hall looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

They all knew that just yesterday, Empress Changsun had become suspicious of His Majesty's recent behavior of summoning a few people to the Ganlu Hall to discuss matters at noon every day, and she came to inquire in person.

And from the fact that the Queen personally sat in Ganlu Palace today and watched the four of them faint at the same time, it can be seen that His Majesty had completely confessed yesterday.

Logically speaking, without this psychological burden, everyone should feel more relaxed after waking up.

But now no one could laugh, and everyone's faces were tense.

Everyone looked unhappy, but Li Shimin and Zhangsun Wuji looked the worst.

half an hour.

It was Empress Changsun who broke the silence:
"What kind of riddle are you talking about? Is this something I cannot bear to hear?"

"If it's a military or national matter, then I'll just leave. Why are you so nervous?"

Having said that, she was about to get up and leave.

It has to be said that Empress Chang Sun was a very competent mother of a country. She disciplined the harem properly and prevented Emperor Li Shimin from favoring one person alone. She also hardly interfered in foreign affairs, unless Emperor Li II could not bear the scolding of Wei Zheng and his gang of censors and came to scold her, she was too lazy to care.

Even though the emperor and several ministers were dragged into the "immortal realm" and dreamed together, after confirming its authenticity and making sure that the emperor was not going crazy due to a headache, Empress Changsun did not intend to ask any more questions. She believed that her husband had sufficient judgment and that she did not need to get involved in such matters, so she took the initiative to leave when everyone was silent.

But just as she stood up and was about to leave, Li Shimin suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of her skirt.

"No... Guanyinbi, it's not something you can't listen to."

Li Shimin's voice was hoarse, a bit like when he was suffering from a chronic headache.

Empress Changsun frowned, turned around, squatted down in front of him, and said with concern:

"Erlang, is your migraine attack coming back? Otherwise, I'll go get the imperial physician to take a look at you."

Li Shimin just kept shaking his head, but his expression looked like he was about to cry.

He had spent the first half of his life preparing for war, often staying on his horse for two days without taking off his armor or getting off his horse for three days, and had been wounded by swords and arrows many times, so he was a true iron-blooded hero. If it was just a headache, no matter how painful it was, it would never hurt to the point of almost crying.

Then the problem probably lies somewhere else.

Empress Chang Sun felt something was not right, so she stood up and turned around, asking the people below in a stern voice:

"What's going on? If you have something to say, just tell me. If there's any trouble that has anything to do with me, I will solve it even if I have to sacrifice my own life!"

Yes, she and Li Shimin were childhood sweethearts, and they were like worms in each other's stomachs. Empress Changsun could tell from her husband's expression that the matter might be related to her, and these people seemed to know about it, but they were just hesitant and unwilling to tell her.

Seeing that no one said anything, Empress Chang Sun emphasized her tone and said to one of them:

"Brother, they hid it from me, are you hiding it from me too?"

"What kind of big event is it that's worth you looking so sad?"

If the husband won't tell you, then I'll force my brother to tell him.

This was Empress Changsun’s strategy.

Chang Sun Wuji saw that the fire had finally reached him, and there was really nothing he could do. He could only stand up and walk to the emperor and the empress, clasped his hands, and said helplessly:
"Empress, you should call me 'Qing' now. Why are you calling me 'brother'?"

As a younger sister, I also know very well how my brother usually practices Tai Chi.

Empress Changsun sneered.

"Brother, every time you did something wrong and were questioned by our father, you would change the subject. I grew up watching this trick. Do you think it will work on me?"

She was too lazy to embarrass Zhang Sun Wuji, so she turned to look at Li Shimin:

"I'll ask you one last time, what's going on? If you still won't tell me, then just pretend I haven't been here today."

Li Shimin was helpless. He rubbed his temples vigorously and whispered:

"He said you'd die next year."

Empress Chang Sun seemed not to have heard clearly:
"what?"

Li Shimin was so annoyed that he pushed all the memorials, pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table to the ground, making a continuous thumping sound.

He growled in a low voice:

"I said that after class, before leaving there, Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed me and said that you, Empress Wende, Changsun, died in Lizheng Hall on the 10th year of Zhenguan in June, at the age of 36. Empress Wende is your posthumous title!"

"He also said that Cheng Qian would not inherit my throne and that I would personally depose this prince because they were at odds with each other!"

"Guanyin maid, do you know how miserable I am?"

"I don't want to tell you..."

Li Shimin's voice became lower and lower, and finally even the anger he had was gone, and he could only grab his head and beat it hard.

He had a migraine, which was not life-threatening, but would flare up whenever he was emotionally excited or the weather changed, and the pain was more likely to kill him.

This information was revealed by Zhu Yuanzhang after he asked Zhu Biao before the end of the course. It could be regarded as a return of favor to Li Shimin for handing over the sea charts sent to the Tang Dynasty, and it could also be regarded as the sincerity of the alliance among everyone.

To Yu Daming and his son, it might just be some extra historical material, something they mentioned casually, but to Li Shimin it was extremely important.

There was silence in the Ganlu Palace.

Among the ministers below, except Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and Cheng Yaojin all wished they had no ears and had not heard this conversation at all. But after all, things had already happened and could not be reversed. They could not find a chance to leave, so they could only listen.

I do not know how long it has been.

"So that's it. I thought it was something serious."

Empress Changsun chuckled, looking relaxed:

"Erlang, when the great doctor Sun Simiao entered the palace, didn't you already know that I didn't have much time left? How come you can't accept it now that you know it?"

"Then there is Cheng Qian's matter."

"Didn't you say before that besides you, there were also the Emperor Qin and Emperor Han Wu and others there? They went there earlier than you did, and they probably knew their future a long time ago. But from what you saw and heard during these two times, was the First Emperor Ying Zheng always angry about having such a ridiculous son?"

Li Shimin had his hands covering his face, but he raised his head after hearing this:

"He didn't, but..."

Empress Changsun held his hand and said in a gentle tone:

"No buts."

"Erlang, that's a matter for the future. As long as it hasn't happened yet, there's a chance to turn it around."

"If life span is predetermined by heaven, then I still have one and a half years left. Although I don't know what happened in the end, I will teach Cheng Qian well in this year and a half, and you should also find out why he was abolished in the end. Let's work together as husband and wife to prevent any disasters, okay?"

Li Shimin really wanted to nod and say yes.

But when he thought that his wife only had a year and a half left to live, he couldn't help but want to cry.

Emperor Li II was never a person who could hold back his tears. He might be able to grit his teeth and endure when he was injured and bleeding, but once he got emotional, his tears would flow out like a flood.

At this moment, Li Shimin hugged his wife and cried loudly. It was Empress Zhangsun who was warned of death, but she could only pat her husband's head helplessly to comfort him.

Zhangsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and Cheng Yaojin looked at each other, and finally quietly bowed to the high seat. After receiving the Queen's eye signal, they silently left the Ganlu Hall.

When they left, they considerately closed the door and told the palace servants at the door not to disturb them without permission.

"I'm scared to death..."

After walking a long way, Cheng Yaojin wiped the sweat off his forehead and sighed deeply.

Chang Sun Wuji shook his head:

"Are you scared now? Let me tell you, as long as the class lasts one more day, there will be many more such scenes in the future. Just wait and see!"

(End of this chapter)