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Chapter 1232 Medicine King Sun Simiao
After settling Li Chengqian and entrusting the political affairs to Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wugou returned to the Daming Palace and sent someone to call her brother Changsun Wuji.

After a month of recuperation at home, Changsun Wuji looked refreshed and contented. It is said that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand, and it is indeed true. Fortunately, he took the initiative to resign before, otherwise the situation that took a sharp turn for the worse would have fallen on him.

Changsun Wuji was extremely grateful. If the situation improved after he left the court, it would mean that he was really a treacherous minister; after he left, the situation became more serious. What did this mean? It meant that the problem was not with him.

Therefore, during this period of time, Changsun Wuji lived a very comfortable life. Without endless court affairs to deal with, he went to bed early and got up late, and his complexion was obviously much better.

However, the Turks were heading south, and the Tang Dynasty was in danger of collapse, which made him very worried. After receiving the message from his sister, he rushed to the Daming Palace as soon as possible.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to the Queen Mother. May Your Majesty live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

"Master Changsun, please get up."

Changsun Wugou called her brother over, and the two sat down. After the maid brought tea, the two began to talk about family matters. After a while of greeting, Changsun Wugou waved his hand, and the maids and eunuchs in the palace withdrew.

When there were only two of them left, Zhangsun Wugou asked about state affairs: "Brother, now there are internal and external troubles, and the Tang Dynasty is in danger. What do you think we should do? Today I went to Qingcheng Hall, and Qian'er was overwhelmed and fell ill."

"The Emperor himself does not interfere too deeply in government affairs. Government affairs have always been handled by a few ministers at the central level. Even if he gets out for a while, the impact will not be that big. Lord Fang has come out. With him here, are you still afraid that the sky will fall?"

Zhangsun Wugou's face was solemn, and he shook his head: "Xuanling is old and his energy is not good. Besides, there are too many things going on now. I'm afraid he can't handle it."

After the Turks marched south in large numbers, the Guanlong clans were hit one after another. Their influence spread across all the counties within the pass, and the north was where those powerful clans gathered.

The Changsun family declined in the early years, and after Li Shimin rose to power, the territory in the Guanlong area was divided up, leaving Changsun Wuji with nowhere to go. Fortunately, when Liaodong was recovered later, he seized the opportunity and expanded the power of the Changsun family to the peninsula.

Neither the last time Shi Luodie went south nor the current invasion of the Right Wise King harmed his interests. Although the Changsun family was an old Guanlong aristocratic family, after settling in Liaodong, they had gradually drifted away from the various ethnic groups in Guanzhong.

Facing the current crisis, Changsun Wuji's mood was very complicated. On the one hand, he was worried about state affairs, and on the other hand, he was secretly gloating. In the previous court situation, he struggled to support it, but was regarded as a traitor, and the nobles also took advantage of it.

He wanted to appease Li You by sacrificing himself, but this made Li You feel cold and his relationship with the aristocratic families became more distant.

Zhangsun Wugou hesitated for a while and said directly: "Xuanling means that in the current situation, no one can save it except Erlang. If Erlang can be awakened, the world will be at peace. Otherwise, he can do nothing."

When Changsun Wuji heard this, he suddenly turned around and looked around. He even stood up and looked around the hall. Finally, he whispered, "Sister, have you thought about this matter? If the emperor wakes up, he will definitely take over the government again."

"I know his character too well. He will not willingly follow the example of Emperor Gaozu."

When talking about this topic, both of them looked nervous. In fact, Changsun Wuji already knew about Li Shimin's situation.

After Li Chengqian told Zhangsun Wuji that only Sun Simiao, the best doctor in the Tang Dynasty, could save Li Shimin, it didn't take long for Zhangsun Wuji to know this great secret. Zhangsun Wuji was still a member of the Zhangsun family, and of course she trusted her son the most.

But the person you trust the most does not necessarily mean he or she is the one you can rely on the most.

In the eyes of every mother, no matter how strong her son is, he is always weak and needs care. Although she believes in him, she will not put pressure on her son's shoulders. Changsun Wuji, her biological brother, became Changsun Wugui's last hope.

After Changsun Wuji learned of this situation, he thought about it for a long time and made preparations both publicly and privately. On the one hand, he assisted his sister and nephew in governing the country; on the other hand, he secretly sent people to find Sun Simiao's whereabouts, keeping this trump card in his hand.

There was nothing wrong with Changsun Wuji's approach. Any master of political strategy would make the same choice when faced with such a situation.

Always put yourself in the most advantageous position and always keep a way out.

Originally, Changsun Wuji thought that it would not be used for three to five years, but he did not expect that it would be used after just one year.

Faced with an increasingly severe situation, especially with the 800,000-strong Turkic army marching south, this had exceeded the limit of what they could bear. Even a wise man like Fang Xuanling said that only if Li Shimin was resurrected could the crisis be resolved. So what else could others do?

Changsun Wugou was also in a dilemma for a moment, so he called Changsun Wuji to discuss the matter together.

"Brother, I know what you said."

Zhangsun Wugou sighed: "Erlang is a bit willful and overbearing, but he is still a good emperor. Although Chengqian is filial and obedient, he is a bit weak in character. He is not able to handle the current situation."

"If the skin is gone, where will the hair be attached? If the Tang Dynasty is gone, what are we fighting for?" Zhang Sun Wuji's mind was spinning frantically. He stood up and walked around anxiously, quickly weighing the pros and cons. Finally, he sighed with regret: "Forget it, sister, this matter is originally your family affair, and I will listen to you."

"If you are determined, I will bring Sun Simiao here. He is currently in a Taoist temple in Zhongnan Mountain."

"But this matter is not just about the resurrection of the retired emperor, it also involves the trouble of the two emperors. Sister, you still need to discuss this matter with Cheng Qian, otherwise it will be too abrupt and easily lead to discord between you and your son, and affect the subsequent battle between the two dragons."

Zhangsun Wugou nodded silently: "I will discuss this matter with Cheng Qian. He is the emperor and he should put the country first. Besides, the situation in the court is different from a year ago. The old ministers of the Zhenguan period have died, the nobles have fled on a large scale, and Qian'er's confidants are also spread throughout the army."

"He has been the emperor for a year and has done nothing wrong. There is also a crown prince below him. Erlang is old and probably won't be too stubborn."

Zhang Sun Wuji thought about it and realized that this was the truth. His bottom line was to wake up Li Shimin to save the situation. If Li Shimin had other ideas and wanted to depose his nephew and establish another emperor, he would never agree.

After confirming, Changsun Wuji left in a hurry, while Changsun Wugou prepared to go to Chengqing Hall to do ideological work on his son.

The Lingqi Hall in the Daming Palace was the residence of the Empress Dowager of the Tang Dynasty, Zhangsun Wugou.

When the weather got hot, Changsun Wugou moved Li Shimin from the Zichen Palace to his own palace, which was close to the Taiye Lake, with beautiful scenery and elegant environment. The cool breeze blowing from the lake carried the fragrance of the imperial garden and permeated the entire palace.

In a luxuriously decorated room, Changsun Wugou stared nervously at an old man who was giving acupuncture to Li Shimin.

The old man was nearly 70 years old, with gray hair and beard. His slightly thin body looked particularly vigorous. The gray sleeves on his arms were rolled up at the elbows, revealing his slender and flexible hands. This man was Sun Simiao, who was called the King of Medicine by later generations and wrote the precious pharmacopoeia "Thousand Gold Essential Prescriptions".

He stared at the acupuncture points on Li Shimin's exposed upper body with sharp eyes, and from time to time he quickly pulled out long and thin silver needles from the needle bag and inserted them into the opponent's body.

The people around didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the other person's diagnosis and treatment.

Li Chengqian, who was standing far away at the door, glanced at Zhangsun Wuji who was carefully waiting beside him, and said in a somewhat gloomy tone: "My uncle is really all-powerful. I have been looking for Dr. Sun for a year, but there is no news at all."

"My uncle only rested for a month and found this person."

"It seems that it was all delayed by the government affairs. If this burden had been relieved earlier, uncle would have rescued father long ago, right?"

Li Chengqian held the resources of the entire Tang Dynasty in his hands. In fact, he had already found Sun Simiao's whereabouts. Li Shimin's fainting was just an excuse to deceive Changsun's brother and sister. In the final analysis, the aristocratic family was too powerful to tolerate a powerful emperor.

Now, the nobles have been dealt a terrible blow by themselves.

What remains is to rebuild the country and consolidate the achievements. It is said that it is easy to destroy but difficult to build, which is absolutely true. How should the entire empire, from top to bottom, and all classes and interest groups, be structured and restricted, and how should power and responsibility be distributed?
This is a structure that is complex enough to drive people crazy.

Li Chengqian was still a little immature about these things. He had done 60% of the things to break the old pattern, and the nobles had also suffered a heavy blow. It was better to pursue the enemy with the remaining courage, rather than to seek fame and imitate the tyrant. The remaining 40% needed to be attacked with chariots, horses and cannons.

And based on destruction, a new power structure is established.

This required an experienced veteran to do the job. If Li Chengqian, who lacked prestige, personally took action, it would inevitably make a mess. If Fang Xuanling or Zhangsun Wuji were to preside over it, it would undoubtedly be tantamount to giving away the fruits of victory.

It was under such circumstances that Li Chengqian pretended to be ill, forcing the situation to force Li Shimin to step down.

Things turned out as expected. He just retreated a little, and Changsun Wugou was ready to awaken the last supporter of the Tang Dynasty, Tian Khan.

The day before yesterday, Zhangsun Wugou found Li Chengqian and told him about this matter in a tactful way. Li Chengqian immediately nodded and agreed, which led to the scene today.

Watching Sun Simiao performing acupuncture in the distance, Li Chengqian smiled slightly. Before this, he had quietly used his true energy to unlock the acupuncture points that sealed Li Shimin. Even without Sun Simiao, Li Shimin would naturally wake up after a few hours.

It's just a show, and this final great credit should be given to this old man who has saved countless lives by practicing medicine!

"Cheng Qian, stop teasing your uncle."

Zhang Sun Wuji explained with an embarrassed look on his face: "It was your mother who listened to Fang Xuanling's words and wanted to wake up your father to save the situation. Your uncle has been bullied by your mother all my life, and I can't disobey your mother's words!"

(End of this chapter)