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Chapter 1260 Li Shimin's Response
Fang Xuanling knew Li Shimin very well, but he could never see through Li Chengqian.

You have to know that if Li Shimin took back the power, it would bring him a huge threat, which would be equivalent to forcing him back to the position of crown prince. There is no father and son in front of the throne. For the throne, Li Shimin would ruthlessly fight for his brothers and even his father, so how could he care about his son?

What's more, he has so many sons.

Li Chengqian, however, looked nonchalant and threw everything to Li Shimin. Was he confident or was he just ignorant and fearless?
If he based all this on the father-son relationship with Li Shimin, it would be too much of a joke. Even though Li Shimin had passed the throne to him before, it didn't mean he would do the same in the future?
Before, it was because Li Shimin was dying and could not keep the throne anyway, and Li Shimin valued Prince of Jin Li Zhi at that time. It was just that Li Chengqian appeared at the right time and in the right place, and coincidentally took over the throne smoothly.

Now that he has woken up again, Li Shimin is in excellent health and Li Zhi is still alive. There is no guarantee that Li Shimin will not have other thoughts.

Even if Li Shimin never moved from the position of emperor, he could not do without power. Li Shimin was only 48 years old, not yet 50 years old. According to Li Yuan's age, he could still live another 20 years.

These twenty years were the best twenty years of Li Chengqian's life. Could he be willing to listen to government affairs every day in the name of the emperor?
Fang Xuanling smiled bitterly, and when he was about to step into the room and report everything to Li Shimin, his eyes fell on the memorial in his hand. Suddenly, a strange thought suddenly rang in his mind like a thunderbolt.

His whole body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, and he stood there in a daze, with an expression of disbelief.

Fang Xuanling's face changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost. He stared at the memorial in his hand tremblingly and almost couldn't hold it.

He suddenly thought of the three conditions proposed by the Right Wise King, two of which were related to the Xuanwu Gate Incident. If Li Shimin was really responsible for this incident, he would issue a confession of guilt to the world and admit his guilt.

Then his prestige will be gone, and all his wisdom will be wasted.

Just imagine, would a retired emperor who admitted to killing his brother for the throne still have the dignity to continue sitting in the Taiji Hall and accept the kowtows of his ministers? Would he still have the prestige to continue ruling the world and be a son of heaven who was called retired emperor but was actually the emperor?
I'm afraid that by then, even if all the officials knelt and begged him, Li Shimin would not have the face to continue sitting on the dragon throne.

If all this was an accident, it would be too coincidental; if it was premeditated, how could Li Chengqian influence the Right Wise King on the grassland? Even if they knew each other before, Li Chengqian would not dare to play such a big game?
He was not afraid that it was easy to invite the gods but difficult to send them away. The Right Wise King came to Chang'an and refused to leave.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, Fang Xuanling panted, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and he kept muttering to himself. The gentle, kind, and somewhat weak Li Chengqian kept appearing in his mind.

With his wisdom and experience throughout his life, he could only come to this conclusion rationally. But subjectively, he could not believe that Li Chengqian was the mastermind behind this shocking situation. It would be better for him to believe that the Li Shimin in front of him was a fake?

"Master Fang, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, the eunuch Jingming, who was serving in the imperial study, saw Fang Xuanling leaning against the doorpost, looking exhausted, and hurried over to ask.

When Li Shimin heard the noise, he looked up, put down his pen, stood up, crossed the screen, strode to Fang Xuanling, and asked with concern: "Xuanling, you are back, what happened, how did it become like this?"

At this time, Fang Xuanling's face was pale, his lips were trembling, his eyes were wandering, his legs were shaking, and his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had collapsed.

Li Shimin hurriedly ordered several eunuchs to help Fang Xuanling into the room, and also ordered people to bring an armchair and put Fang Xuanling on it.

Just as they were about to summon the imperial physician, Fang Xuanling struggled and waved his hands, then looked around.

Li Shimin took the teacup from his imperial desk and handed it to Fang Xuanling, asking him to take a break. Then he waved his hand and said, "All of you go down. Do not come in and disturb me without my order."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The eunuchs and palace maids retreated one by one.

As the herbal tea entered his stomach, he felt a sense of comfort, which diluted his inner anxiety. Only then did Fang Xuanling calm down. He then suppressed all the thoughts in his mind and began to report all the circumstances of this trip to Li Shimin.

When it came to seeing the Right Wise King in person, he simply handed over the memorials from Dou Yan and Li Daozon.

Li Shimin was flipping through the book while listening to Fang Xuanling's story. When he heard that the Right Xian Wang looked 80% like his son Li Chengqian, Li Shimin frowned and sighed inwardly. If so, it meant that the other party was indeed Li Jiancheng's son, and he could not deny it.

If the identities are confirmed, then not only will he and the other party have national hatred, but also family hatred, and the latter may be more important.

Hearing this, Li Shimin had a very bad feeling.

As expected, Fang Xuanling did not pause, and told Li Shimin that the Right Wise King knew the situation of his side very well, and proposed a strategy of surrounding but not attacking, which made Li Shimin look very unhappy. Then, Fang Xuanling told Li Shimin the three conditions for withdrawing troops offered by the Right Wise King.

At the beginning, Li Shimin's face flushed, his fists clenched, the memorials in his hands were crushed, the veins on his forehead throbbed, his teeth clenched, his cheeks bulged, and the murderous look in his eyes made the entire imperial study room several degrees colder.

Fang Xuanling was 20 years older than Li Shimin, nearly 70 years old, and had seen many ups and downs. His life was coming to an end. He was not afraid that Li Shimin would be angry with him, but he was afraid that Li Shimin's body would not be able to bear it and would be crushed by the rage.

Unexpectedly, when Li Shimin woke up this time, his health was surprisingly good.

The Xuanwu Gate Incident was the biggest thorn in Li Shimin's side in his life, and other people usually didn't even dare to mention it. But at this time, the Right Wise King took a stick and teased him repeatedly, stimulating him in every way, and Li Shimin actually endured it.

He didn't fall down, or even roar or curse, nor did he throw things in anger. When Fang Xuanling stopped, he just glanced at him coldly, opened his mouth and uttered a few words as if from the underworld: "Keep talking."

Then, Fang Xuanling stated all three conditions proposed by the Right Wise King in the gentlest tone possible.

Afterwards, the imperial study fell into a strange silence. Li Shimin seemed to have lost his soul. He leaned back in his chair, looking up into the void with a look of melancholy on his face. I don't know if he was thinking about the event twenty years ago that changed everything.

He still thought of the old father Li Yuan, who saw his son in armor holding the heads of his other two sons in front of him.

When Fang Xuanling saw this scene, he did not ask any more questions, nor did he speak any more. He stood up silently, bowed to Li Shimin, and quietly left the imperial study.

He knew that Li Shimin needed quiet time at this moment.

After arriving outside the door, the eunuch Jingming hurried forward. When he was about to speak, Fang Xuanling raised his finger to his lips and hushed, then pulled him aside and ordered: "The emperor is in a very bad mood now. If you don't want to die, don't disturb him."

"Ah! This"

Jingming shuddered with fear. He didn't think that an old minister like Fang Xuanling would lie to him. If the other party said so, then the emperor inside must be like an angry beast, and he would definitely eat people.

"Master Fang, what should we do?"

Seeing Jingming looking at him pleadingly, Fang Xuanling frowned and thought for a while, and finally sighed: "Where is the Queen Mother now?"

"Master Fang, look at what you said."

Jingming looked at the sun that was about to set and said, "It's already an hour, and the palace gates will be locked soon. At this time, the Empress Dowager must be in her Lingqi Palace. Where else could she be?"

"Send someone to inform her that I have something important to discuss with the Queen Mother."

"Ah, Lord Fang, is this the time?" Jing Ming looked embarrassed. Normally, Fang Xuanling should leave the palace immediately at this time.

If you stay in the harem after the time limit, you will be breaking the rules.

"Stop talking nonsense and send someone to notify them."

Fang Xuanling thought about it and felt that he couldn't let Li Shimin hide in his room and sulk, as this would cause problems. But such a matter was both public and private, and as an outsider, it was difficult for him to persuade him. The most suitable person was none other than Empress Dowager Zhangsun.

Let Jingming send someone to notify them at this time, and when he walks over, he will meet the maid who comes to pick him up halfway.

Seeing Fang Xuanling's seriousness, Jingming did not dare to stop him anymore.

He quickly called a palace maid, told her a few words, and ran to the harem. Fang Xuanling was also stunned, and then his expression relaxed. This eunuch was quite smart and knew that using this excuse could avoid danger to the greatest extent.

He shook his head and followed the path inside the palace to the harem.

Sure enough, within an incense stick of time, he met Empress Dowager Changsun's personal female official. With her guidance, Fang Xuanling came to the reception hall of Lingqi Palace.

Changsun Wugou was waiting here in a casual robe. When he saw Fang Xuanling, he smiled and said, "Xuanling, what important matter has brought you to the palace so late? Is there anything that cannot be discussed tomorrow? Could it be that the Turks are attacking the city?"

"This old minister pays respect to Her Majesty the Queen Mother. May Your Majesty live a thousand years."

Zhangsun Wugou was startled. Seeing Fang Xuanling's heavy face, his heart skipped a beat. The smile on his face gradually froze. He took a deep breath and then ordered, "All of you should retreat. You are not allowed to approach this hall without my order."

The eunuchs and palace maids around him did not speak, but just bowed, and under the guidance of the female palace maid, Yu Guan left.

When there were only two people left in the hall, Changsun Wugou said with a serious face: "Xuanling, go ahead!"

"Yes, Queen Mother."

Afterwards, Fang Xuanling received the Turkish envoy at the morning court meeting, and the other party revealed the true identity of the Right Wise King. The emperor ordered the three of them to go to the Right Wise King of the Turkish region to confirm the truth, and take the opportunity to negotiate and urge the Turks to withdraw their troops.

(End of this chapter)