Tang Dynasty: A Guide to Avoiding Pitfalls for Li Er at the Start

Chapter 425 So Qin Qiong hasn't given up yet?
When Xu Jingzong left the Wen residence, he was no longer as anxious and disheveled as he had been when he arrived.

He walked with his hands behind his back on the bluestone path. The autumn sunlight shone through the branches and leaves of the crabapple tree, casting a leisurely and composed air on him.

His conversation with Wen He had just cleared away the clouds and brought out the sun, easing the knot in his heart.

Although he knew the path of a lone minister was fraught with peril, the allure of wielding core power ultimately made him make up his mind.

Wen He stood at the gate of the mansion, watching his receding figure, her brows furrowing involuntarily.

"I hope you won't become the Tang Dynasty version of Mao Xiang someday."

He sighed secretly in his mind.

Xu Jingzong's talent is beyond doubt, and he is diligent enough in his work, but he is too eager for power and too easily loses his true self in favorable circumstances.

With such a temperament, wielding the emperor's sharpest weapon—the Hundred Cavalry—it's hard to say whether it will be a blessing or a curse.

Shaking her head, putting aside these chaotic thoughts for the time being, Wen He was about to turn around and enter the mansion when she suddenly heard the sound of carriage wheels rolling from the alleyway not far away.

A blue cloth carriage was heading towards the Wen residence, moving slowly but with a hint of urgency.

Wen He couldn't help but stop and look at it. The style of the carriage looked somewhat familiar. After a moment's thought, she remembered it.

This looks like his family's carriage.

I remember giving it to Li Yifu when he went to Hebei Province.

"gentlemen!"

Sure enough, the carriage came to a steady stop a dozen steps away from the gate of the mansion. The curtain was lifted from the inside, and a thin figure jumped down nimbly before the coachman could bring over a stool.

The boy was wearing a faded coarse cloth shirt, his trouser legs were still covered in mud, and his face was tanned by the scorching sun of Hebei Road. Only his eyes were surprisingly bright as he ran quickly toward Wen He.

"Student Li Yifu greets your teacher!"

Upon reaching Wen He, Li Yifu bowed respectfully, his movements precise and his tone filled with the excitement of a long-awaited reunion.

His travel-worn appearance made him look exactly like a farmer who had just returned from the fields.

Seeing Li Yifu in this state, Wen He couldn't help but sigh.

Wen He couldn't help but jokingly tell herself.

If things continue like this, Li Mao might actually become a capable official in the Tang Dynasty in the future. If that happens, my trip to the Tang Dynasty will be considered a meritorious deed.

"You've worked hard, Yifu."

Wen He stepped forward and reached out to help him up.

Li Yifu was helped up by Wen He. He looked up at his teacher, and his eyes instantly reddened.

When he was promoting Zhenguan rice in Hebei Province, he had to deal with the difficulties caused by powerful families and appease farmers who were unwilling to try the new grain. He was in trouble several times, and he was able to overcome them all thanks to the instructions given by his teacher before he left.

Seeing him now, all the grievances and hardships turned into affection, and my voice was choked with emotion.

"It has been a long time since I last saw you, Master Yi. I have missed you dearly. I only learned of your transfer from the Hundred Cavalry after arriving in Chang'an. You have suffered greatly, Master!"

Wen He was taken aback by what she heard, then burst into laughter.

suffer?

It seems not.

Without the tedious tasks of the Hundred Riders, he had much more free time.

He now holds a sinecure in the Ministry of War, and has a day off every two weeks. When he goes to the office, he mostly drinks tea and chats with Li Jing in the duty room. He has no important official duties to attend to, and his life is incredibly comfortable.

However, seeing Li Yifu's genuine concern, he couldn't bear to expose him and simply patted him on the shoulder.

"It doesn't matter, we're all working for the Tang Dynasty, it doesn't matter where we're stationed."

"You did a good job in Hebei Province this time,"

Wen He changed the subject, her tone becoming more serious.

"The Zhenguan rice has been promoted in Jizhou, Cangzhou and other places with a success rate of 70%. The grain yield at the autumn harvest was nearly double that of last year. His Majesty has seen these achievements and will surely reward them in the future."

"I have only one expectation for you: no matter what position you hold in the future, you must never forget your original aspirations."

He knew that Li Yifu was quick-witted and ambitious, so this advice was both a reminder and a warning.

Wen He paused, her hand patting Li Yifu's arm. She then realized that the child had grown quite a bit taller, and she now had to look up at him slightly.

Half a year has passed, and the boy from back then has grown into a grown man.

But why do they all grow so fast?

It's all because of Li Shimin that I didn't get enough sleep and didn't grow taller.

He muttered a few complaints to himself, then suddenly remembered something and asked.

"I remember you became my student with the intention of studying at the Imperial Academy. You've turned fifteen this year, which is the right age for enrollment. Do you still have that desire?"

He meant it sincerely. Although Li Yifu was talented, he lacked systematic academic training. Studying at the Imperial Academy would greatly benefit his future career.

More importantly, Wen He was worried that keeping him as a minor local official would dull his spirit or lead him astray due to his eagerness for quick success.

After all, he was still somewhat wary of Li Mao's true nature.

Upon hearing this, Li Yifu was taken aback, clearly not expecting his teacher to suddenly bring up this matter.

But he barely hesitated for a moment before bowing and answering.

"What are you saying, sir! I understand. This assignment to Hebei Circuit is a way for you to give me experience. Just like my three junior brothers, although they have already entered officialdom, they have been transferred to remote places like Hetao and Yongzhou. It is all because of your good intentions!"

"Students nowadays only want to do more practical things and accumulate experience. If they were in the Imperial Academy, they would probably be wasting their time."

Wen He was completely stunned.

When did he ever have such "painstaking efforts"?
Li Shimin's intention was to send Meng Zhou and the others to serve in other regions.

As for Li Yifu, it was purely because Hebei Province needed capable people to promote Zhenguan rice.

But he actually came up with a whole set of reasons for his training, and he said it so earnestly.

However, after a moment's thought, Wen He continued along with him, showing no sign of panic on her face.

"Yes, Yifu is the most insightful! It is precisely because I value your composure and understanding of the big picture that I feel comfortable letting you take charge of Hebei Province on your own."

After saying that, he patted him on the back approvingly, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

Luckily, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been exposed.

"You look travel-worn; you must be exhausted."

Wen He softened her tone and pointed inside the mansion.

"I'll have Adong prepare some hot water for you in a bit. Go take a bath and change into some clean clothes."

"I've had the kitchen prepare some mutton soup to warm you up. After you eat, get some rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Li Yifu felt a warmth in his heart. Although the gentleman seemed indifferent, he was taking such good care of him.

Indeed, it was the right decision to become an apprentice in the first place.

He bowed deeply to Wen He again and respectfully replied, "This student will obey your instructions, Master!"

"Let's go."

Wen He smiled and nodded, then turned to lead the way. Li Yifu followed closely behind, and after taking only a few steps, he said, "Sir, when I was in Hebei Province, I found out the movements of the various aristocratic families, and I was just about to report to you in detail."

Wen He didn't stop walking, gesturing for him to continue.

"The Cui family of Qinghe is now in a terrible predicament."

Li Yifu lowered his voice, his tone tinged with a hint of resentment.

“Back then, relying on their family background, they resolutely resisted the Zhenguan rice, and even secretly spread rumors that the new grain would deplete the soil’s fertility. They even confiscated the farm tools we distributed. But at the autumn harvest, the grain yield of their farmland was less than 30% of that of the surrounding trial planting areas. Many tenants fled, and now the clan is in turmoil over the issue of paying back rent.”

He paused and added.

"However, the Cui family of Boling and the Li family of Zhao County are pragmatic. Cui Dunli of the Cui family of Boling personally led the tenants to learn how to grow new grains, while Li Xuandao of the Li family of Zhao County spent every day on the ridges of the fields, helping us improve our farming tools."

"With them taking the lead, the surrounding small and medium-sized families no longer dared to resist, which is why Zhenguan rice was able to be promoted so smoothly."

Wen He paused slightly.

The Zhao County Li family mentioned by Li Yifu involuntarily reminded him of Li Chongde from later generations.

That opportunist who hastily removed Li Yifu from the family genealogy when he lost power, and then hastily reinstated him when he regained power.

Now that Li Yifu is under my wing and has made real contributions by promoting Zhenguan rice, he is no longer the poor lad in history who was eager to climb the social ladder. Will he still be so determined to join the Zhao County Li clan?

As Wen He was pondering to himself, Li Yifu, who was beside him, secretly raised his eyes to look at him, his heart already churning with turmoil.

He knew all too well how complex the situation in Hebei Province was.

The powerful families were engaged in open and covert struggles, and the tenants were filled with suspicion. The slightest misstep could lead to chaos.

But after listening to these complex and intertwined disputes, the gentleman remained calm and composed, as if he were listening to an ordinary farming matter.

To possess such composure at such a young age surpasses even my own father, who has weathered many storms in officialdom, no wonder he enjoys His Majesty's deep trust and high regard.

The two walked in with their own thoughts. As soon as they passed through the moon gate and entered the central courtyard, a commotion surged from the direction of the study.

"Military strategy is the foundation of national stability! Can your waterwheels and curved plows stop the Turkic cavalry?"

Li Tai's voice carried the stubbornness of a young man.

"You're talking nonsense! You need enough food to feed your army, you need to improve your farming tools to increase production, and you need science and technology to make your country strong!"

Li You's rebuttal followed immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yin's voice rang out: "My riding skills are better than yours."

As expected, Qibi Heli then roared, "I have never been defeated in horsemanship and archery on the grasslands!"

Wen He's face instantly darkened.

He abruptly rolled up his sleeves, spotted a short wooden stick used for tidying up plants leaning against the corner of the wall, bent down, grabbed it, and rushed into the study, shouting like thunder.

"You little brats! I told you to finish your math problems before arguing, and you've gone too far! Today I'm going to beat you until you learn your lesson!"

Li Yifu stood frozen in place, his face filled with astonishment.

How did the gentleman, who was as steady as a mountain just now, suddenly break down?

He was stunned for a long time before he forced himself to make amends.

It must be because the princes were too unruly and repeatedly challenged the teacher's authority, forcing the usually composed teacher to lose his composure.

Well, that must be the case!

How could you lose your composure, sir!

……

The next morning, the incense burner in the Lizheng Hall was still filled with the elegant scent of sandalwood. Li Shimin had just finished reviewing two urgent memorials when Gao Yue stepped forward and bowed to report.

"Your Majesty, news has come from the residence of the Earl of Gaoyang County that Li Yifu returned from Hebei Province yesterday afternoon."

"Li Yifu..."

Li Shimin tapped his fingertips on the imperial desk, a hint of deliberation flashing in his eyes.

He remembered the name clearly. Wen He had mentioned it in casual conversation. This young man was talented but narrow-minded, and was a treacherous minister who might bring chaos to the court in the future.

However, the term "treacherous minister" was never purely derogatory in the eyes of emperors.

He himself had no use for such a sharp chess piece, but it was perfect to leave it to the crown prince.

They can use his talents to manage miscellaneous tasks, and they can also manipulate him at will because they have leverage over him.

"Issue an order to the Ministry of Personnel."

Li Shimin raised his eyes, his tone resolute.

"Li Yifu was transferred to the Ministry of War as a principal officer and placed under the command of Wen He."

Gao Yue was about to retreat when Li Shimin stopped her.

"Add one more thing: instruct him to follow Wen He's study diligently and not to slack off."

He has his own reasons.

Firstly, a fifteen-year-old boy's mind is not yet settled, and Wen He's fallacies and heresies might actually correct him to some extent.

Secondly, with Wen He keeping an eye on things, even if Li Yifu relapses into his old ways, he won't be able to cause any trouble. When the Crown Prince takes over in the future, he will be a knife that has been sharpened to the perfect degree.

Gao Yue received the decree and left, and Li Shimin's brows relaxed.

Today is a rare day off. Guanyinbi said yesterday that a concubine in the harem is pregnant, so I'll go and take a look. It will also save those old ministers from saying that he is obsessed with politics and neglects his personal feelings.

Before long, it was noon. A dining table was set up in the main hall of Wenhe Mansion, with the five little ones sitting around it. Zhou Fu was directing the maids to serve the dishes.

Just as he picked up his chopsticks, a heart-wrenching wail suddenly erupted outside the courtyard gate: "Sir—!"

"Oh, someone's seeking revenge?"

Li Tai's eyes lit up instantly, and he put down his chopsticks, wanting to rush out.

"It's a good time to stretch your muscles!"

"Someone's come knocking on our door?" Li Tai was immediately overjoyed.

Li You rolled his eyes at him.

He knew that Li Tai was implying something about him, referring to the incident when his uncle came to his door earlier.

However, that was more than a year ago. Now, in the entire Chang'an, who dares to provoke the Gaoyang County government!
Wen He chewed on a piece of green vegetable, listened carefully, and said with a smug look, "This voice sounds like Li Yifu's."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure in blue stumbled in.

It was Li Yifu. He had just gone to the Ministry of Personnel to report for duty that morning, but now his face was covered in tears and his hair was all messed up.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled thud, Li Yifu knelt straight down on the gold brick in the center of the main hall, the sound of which seemed to shake the ground.

The five children were so surprised that they all put down their chopsticks. Qibi Heli nudged Li Yin next to him, looking completely confused.

"Are your Tang Dynasty customs so casual? You kneel down whenever you're happy?"

Li Yin rolled his eyes and turned his face away, too lazy to explain to this simpleton from the grasslands.

"What are you doing?"

Wen He was also stunned, put down her chopsticks and stood up.

"He was fine when he left home this morning. Could it be that he suffered some injustice at the Ministry of Personnel?"

Li Yifu raised his tear-streaked face, tears streaming down his face, but his eyes were filled with wild joy: "Teacher! I could never repay your great kindness, even if I were to die! Yesterday I was secretly complaining because you didn't help me with things at the Ministry of Personnel, but now I realize that I was short-sighted and didn't understand your good intentions!"

He crawled two steps on his knees, his voice trembling.

"Just now, the Ministry of Personnel conveyed His Majesty's decree that from this day forward, I will be a Principal Officer in the Ministry of War! I've been promoted directly from a low-ranking ninth-grade official to a lower-ranking eighth-grade official. This... this was all planned by you, sir!"

"What?"

Wen He froze on the spot, her mind racing for a moment before she finally came to her senses.

A clerk in the Ministry of War? When did he recommend an official position to Li Yifu?

Wen He was still a little confused.

However, he could understand why Li Yifu was so agitated.

Becoming a principal officer in the Ministry of War meant that he had officially embarked on his official career.

Since the official rank reform last year, the titles of the principal officials of the six ministries have all been raised to the first rank, from the original ninth rank to the lower eighth rank.

This is equivalent to the position of a county magistrate in a medium-sized county.

From a minor official to a chief clerk in the Ministry of War, Li Yifu's rise to prominence can be considered a meteoric one.

"Get up quickly, this is all His Majesty's kindness, it has nothing to do with me."

Wen He reached out to help him, and unusually put on a serious face.

"Now that you have entered officialdom, you must do your best to serve the Tang Dynasty and not let His Majesty down."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a suppressed sneer came from behind him.

Li Tai leaned close to Li You's ear.

"Only you, sir, would dare to say such a thing. Everyone in Chang'an knows that he looks forward to his day off when he goes to the yamen. He probably forgot about the Flying Fish Guard's training plan long ago."

Li You nodded, suppressing a laugh, and wholeheartedly agreed.

But to Li Yifu, these words were a gentle and subtle teaching from his teacher.

He kowtowed heavily, his eyes resolute as he stood up.

"Rest assured, sir! I will always remember your teachings and will never let you down in your efforts to help me obtain an official position!"

"and many more!"

Wen He hurriedly waved his hand.

"You've really misunderstood. I didn't speak to His Majesty about it! I wouldn't dare touch upon such a taboo!"

Li Yifu suddenly revealed an expression that said, "I understand, I understand everything," took two steps forward, lowered his voice, and spoke with tacit understanding.

"Sir, there's no need to hide it! Such things should be kept secret. If we make it public, it will only give others something to talk about."

"Don't worry, the student is very tight-lipped and will not reveal a single word to anyone!"

Wen He looked at the gleam of wisdom in his eyes, opened her mouth to explain, but Li Yifu beat her to it.

"Sir, you have gone to so much trouble for me, and I have come empty-handed. Please forgive me. I will go and buy some gifts to express my gratitude in a little while."

"No, I really..."

"gentlemen!"

Li Yifu suddenly raised his voice, his eyes reddening again, "Teacher, if you continue to be so distant, it means you think your student is dull and refuse to acknowledge me as your disciple!"

Looking at his sincere expression, and glancing at the five little ones beside her who were trembling with suppressed laughter, Wen He silently swallowed her words.

Alright, anyway, Li Yifu really got promoted, so it's not a bad thing.

Let him express his gratitude if he wants.

He sighed and pulled Li Yifu to sit down.

"Alright, let's eat. By the way, since you're going to the Ministry of War to take charge, you'll probably be working for me, so you'd better work hard from now on..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yifu suddenly straightened his back, his eyes shining brightly.

"Don't worry, sir! You can point at anything and I'll do it. Even if you ask me to chew on rocks, I won't even flinch!"

Wen He: "..."

He was just saying it casually; there's no need to exaggerate it like that.

How come he never noticed before that Li Yifu had this kind of personality?
……

During her two-day break, Wen He didn't really relax; instead, she devoted all her energy to building the waterwheel.

This thing is not just a simple irrigation tool, but the stepping stone for his planned industrialization of water power.

He had boasted so much to Li Shimin before, so now he naturally had to put in all his effort to deliver on his promise.

On the first day, he took the most experienced blacksmiths and carpenters from the workshop to the workshop outside the city to repeatedly adjust the precision of the gear meshing. He even personally calculated the gear tooth ratio until late at night.

The next day, he personally went to the banks of the Wei River to survey and select a site.

The experimental site must be located in a place where the water flow is turbulent enough to drive the impeller, and also convenient for the subsequent construction of the workshop.

Until the morning of the third day.

Under the devout gaze of Li Yifu, who had been waiting at the gate of the mansion since before dawn, he slowly changed into his official robes and led the newly appointed Minister of War toward the capital.

At 3:45 AM, the two arrived at the Ministry of War's office just in time for their shift. As soon as they stepped onto the steps, they saw a familiar figure waiting under the eaves—it was Jiang Li, the chief clerk under Wen He.

Jiang Li was dressed in a dark blue robe, the style of a seventh-rank registrar, and was holding a scroll of official documents in his hands.

When he saw Wen He approaching, his gaze first fell on the wood grain marks left on the other's cuff. A look of understanding flashed in his eyes, but he wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

"Your humble servant respectfully welcomes the County Head!"

Jiang Li strode forward, bowing with perfect posture, his gaze sweeping over Li Yifu beside Wen He, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Wen He raised her hand to help him up, patted Li Yifu on the shoulder, and introduced him.

"This is my student Li Yifu. He was just appointed as a principal officer in the Ministry of War a few days ago, and he will be working with me from now on."

"what?!"

Jiang Li's eyes widened instantly, his surprise undisguised.

He looked Li Yifu up and down and saw that the young man was wearing a blue robe of a lower-ranking official and was following behind Wen He.

He was curious and began to guess the boy's identity.

Upon hearing that he was Wen He's disciple, he suddenly realized what was going on.

He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and smiled.

"From afar, I could tell that Steward Li was imposing and exuded a unique spirit. It turns out he's the county magistrate's outstanding student! No wonder, no wonder, he's truly a young hero!"

This was the first time in Li Yifu's life that he had been praised so openly by an official of a higher rank than himself.

His cheeks flushed slightly, and he quickly suppressed his elation, mimicking Jiang Li's gesture of bowing and returning the greeting with a humble tone.

"You flatter me, Chief Clerk Jiang! I am new to officialdom and have only a superficial understanding of the duties of the Ministry of War. I will rely on your guidance in the future and would be very grateful for your instruction."

"Don't dare!"

Jiang Li quickly waved his hand, his face full of a warm smile.

“Master Li is someone the county magistrate has taken a liking to, so his abilities must be quite good. We will be colleagues in the future, and we should support each other. There’s no need to talk about giving pointers. If you don’t mind, just call me Brother Jiang.”

"Then this junior will presume to presume, Brother Jiang!"

Li Yifu's eyes lit up. He knew how important it was to have a senior in the officialdom willing to lend a hand, especially since this was a capable subordinate of his teacher.

The two chatted back and forth, discussing everything from the various functions of the Ministry of War to the local customs and culture of Chang'an, exchanging pleasantries as they walked inside.

Wen He walked ahead, listening to the lively banter between the two behind her, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

Jiang Li is quick-witted but not slick.

Although Li Yifu was new to the job, he knew how to behave appropriately and when to advance or retreat. With these two around, work would certainly be more lively from now on.

At least my ears will never be idle.

The three of them had just passed through the ceremonial gate and had not yet reached Wen He's government office next to the garden when they saw a figure standing by a pillar not far away.

The man was dressed in a robe of the same color as the chief clerk, and he was holding a gold-embroidered document pouch in his hand. He kept peeking over in this direction, looking somewhat anxious.

Wen He felt that this person looked familiar, as if she had seen him a few times at the Ministry of War's court assemblies, but she did not know his name.

Jiang Li, with his sharp eyes, had already recognized the other party and leaned close to Wen He to report in a low voice.

"Reporting to the County Lord, this man is Huang Xiu, the chief clerk under Duke Fan, Duan Zhixuan."

Wen He's heart stirred.

Duan Zhixuan, as the Vice Minister of War and now the Duke of Fan, also holds the title of Commander-in-Chief of the Twelve Guards, wielding considerable military power. He would normally send his subordinates to deliver ordinary tasks, so why would he send his trusted clerk to make the trip himself? Judging from Huang Xiu's demeanor, it was clearly something important.

The moment he finished thinking about it, Huang Xiu saw him and immediately strode over to greet him, bowing respectfully from afar.

"Your humble servant Huang Xiu greets the Earl of Gaoyang County!"

"Registrar Huang, there's no need for such formalities."

Wen He raised his hand in a gesture of support and asked directly.

"Does the Duke of Fan have something to discuss with me?"

Huang Xiu stood up, his expression instantly becoming solemn. He stepped forward, presented the document pouch with both hands, and said in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the County Earl, by order of the Duke of Dai, the Ministry of War will launch a comprehensive inspection of the Twelve Guards starting today."

"After receiving the order, Duke Fan specifically instructed that you be responsible for inspecting the Left Martial Guard, the Right Martial Guard, and the Flying Fish Guard. One month later, the three guards will need to conduct drills and be rated at the training ground, and the results will be directly reported to His Majesty."

He paused, then emphasized his words.

"The Duke of Dai specifically instructed that this inspection is of great importance to the defense of the north and is of utmost significance. The county magistrate must take it seriously and not be negligent."

"Northern defense?"

Wen He paused slightly as she took the writing pouch.

The twelve guards will conduct a comprehensive inspection and also carry out drills and assessments.

This is clearly a signal of preparations for war on the eve of a major battle!
He subconsciously recalled history: in the fourth year of the Zhenguan era, when Li Shimin launched an expedition against the Turks, he did indeed mobilize a large army, but it was by no means the entire Twelve Guards were mobilized.

When Emperor Yang Guang launched his three campaigns against Goguryeo, he exhausted the nation's military strength, leaving the rear vulnerable. This gave Yang Xuangan the opportunity to rebel, ultimately leading to the loss of Luoyang and Chang'an, and a hasty southward escape.

Li Shimin will surely learn from this painful lesson.

Even if war were to break out against the Turks, at least three or four of the twelve guards should remain to garrison Chang'an and the Guanzhong Plain to ensure the safety of the capital region.

However, historical records only state that this expedition mobilized more than 100,000 main forces, led by ten generals including Li Jing and Li Ji, who advanced in six routes, but do not specify which garrisons were left behind.

Wen He rubbed his temples. There were more than 630 military prefectures in the Tang Dynasty, which could recruit more than 600,000 soldiers. However, only about 200,000 were truly elite and ready to fight. This time, more than 100,000 were mobilized, which was already the most elite force.

As for the generals, apart from Hou Junji, who was later alienated due to his rebellion, the lineup was almost all-star.

Thinking of Hou Junji, Wen He's heart stirred again.

In the original history, Li Shimin trusted Hou Junji a lot. Even when Hou Junji participated in Li Chengqian's rebellion, Li Shimin was reluctant to kill him and even spared his children.

But in this timeline, Li Shimin would certainly not give him an important position again, and he would definitely not have a place in this expedition.

So the question is, who will stay behind in Chang'an?
You should know that staying behind to guard the capital is a tough job.

With a major battle imminent, while others were making their mark on the front lines, those left behind could only guard empty camps. They had no military merits to earn and were burdened with the heavy responsibility of protecting the rear. The slightest mistake could lead to annihilation.

However, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with Wen He.

Whoever it is, it certainly won't be me.

After all, he held the Flying Fish Guard as his trump card.

Li Er cannot hand over the Flying Fish Guard to anyone now.

Hot air balloons, though slow, can still have a surprising effect.

Therefore, even if Wen He was unwilling, Li Shimin would still allow him to accompany the army on this expedition.

However, charging into battle is highly unlikely.

At most, they would be in the central command tent, or they would launch a surprise attack with Li Jing's troops.

Wen He was of course willing.

After all, having come all the way to the Tang Dynasty, wouldn't it be a waste not to see it for myself?

His sudden smile stunned the three people present.

Huang Xiu looked at Wen He's relaxed smile and muttered to himself.

What's wrong with the County Earl? The Duke of Dai specifically emphasized that this matter concerns important affairs in the north, so why is he still smiling so happily?
Jiang Li and Li Yifu exchanged bewildered glances, wondering why he was suddenly so cheerful.

Wen He noticed the strange looks from the three people, so she quickly coughed twice, suppressed her smile, and resumed her usual calm demeanor before speaking to Huang Xiu.

"I understand. I have accepted the official document. I will set off after I have finished dealing with the trivial matters at the government office."

Huang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed in response.

"That's good then. By the way, County Lord, there's something else I'd like to remind you of. You might as well go and inspect the Left Guard first."

"Yesterday, the Duke of Yi came to the mansion to visit the Duke. During our chat, he asked about you, saying that he hadn't seen you for a long time and that he wanted to take this opportunity to catch up with you during his inspection tour."

"Duke of Yi"

Wen He was taken aback at first, then patted his forehead, only to remember that he still held the position of Chief Secretary of the Left Guard.

Come to think of it, he hasn't been to the Left Guard since he got this position.

But Li Shimin and the others must have gotten used to it by now.

After all, he still holds the positions of chief clerk in the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Works, but he hasn't actually gone there yet.

Even Qin Qiong went to give Duan Zhixuan special instructions, so we have to give him face.

"Thank you for the reminder, Registrar Huang."

Wen He nodded with a smile.

"In that case, I should indeed go to Zuowuwei first."

Huang Xiu bowed and exchanged greetings with Jiang Li and Li Yifu before turning to leave.

Watching his figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Li Yifu couldn't help but move closer to Wen He, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Sir, is this inspection of the three guards an important mission? Just now, Registrar Huang said it concerns a major event in the north. Could it be that we are about to go to war with the Turks?"

Wen He glanced at him, but instead of answering directly, she shook the paper pouch in her hand.

"Whether it is or not, we'll find out in time. Now that the official document has been issued, let's set off."

He said this and started walking forward, but his mind was already making plans.

With Qin Shubao in charge of the Left Guard, military discipline is strict, making patrols much easier.

The generals of the Right Guard...

What the hell!

It's Cheng Zhijie, that reckless scoundrel.

You, Duan Zhixuan, deliberately dumped this hot potato into my hands, didn't you?

Thinking of Cheng Yaojin's personality, Wen He couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

That reckless fellow, I wonder if he's still eyeing his own alcohol.

Wen He pondered for a moment and decided to go to Zuo Wuwei first.

Cheng Zhijie feared neither heaven nor earth, except for Li Er and Qin Shubao.

After making up his mind, Wen He led Jiang Li and Li Yifu out of the Ministry of War and headed to the Zuowuwei garrison.

The Left Guard camp was located in the northeast corner outside Chang'an City. From afar, one could see the banners fluttering at the camp gate, and the guards in black armor standing solemnly with long halberds in their hands, exuding an aura of iron-blooded majesty.

Wen He, Li Yifu, and Jiang Li dismounted and handed the reins to their servants.

The captain at the camp gate quickly stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the three men's attire, lingering particularly on Wen He, before cupping his hands and asking.

"May I ask what business brings you three to my Left Guard?"

After Wen He presented the fish-shaped tally to prove his identity as "Minister of War," the captain's serious expression instantly turned into respect, and he quickly bowed in salute.

"Greetings, Earl of Gaoyang! Yesterday, the Duke of Yi instructed that if you come, you should be greeted directly in the central military tent!"

Wen He nodded in return and led Li Yifu behind the captain as they walked inside.

The roads within the camp were well-maintained, and the tents on both sides were arranged in neat rows. Soldiers carrying weapons would occasionally pass by in formation, their footsteps sounding uniform.

Li Yifu was overwhelmed by what he saw. Although he had grown up in Chang'an, he had never stepped into the Imperial Guard camp before. The strict military discipline made him secretly marvel.

Before long, they arrived outside the central command tent. The guards lifted the curtain to announce their arrival, and a loud but slightly hoarse voice immediately came from inside.

"Please come in quickly!"

Wen He led Li Yifu into the tent, where they saw a general in a purple robe sitting at a desk reading a military report. It was none other than Duke Yi, Qin Qiong.

"Greetings, Duke Yi!"

Wen He and Li Yifu bowed respectfully at the same time.

Qin Qiong put down his brush, strode forward, grabbed Wen He's arm, and laughed heartily.

"Jiaying, there's no need for such formality between us."

His address of "Jiaying" was so affectionate.

Wen He stood up and carefully examined Qin Qiong's face before smiling.

"Duke Yi, you look much better than last year! Your complexion is rosy and your voice is much louder. It seems that Doctor Sun's prescription is indeed effective."

Mentioning this matter, Qin Qiong's smile deepened, and he patted his chest.

"Thanks to you for bringing Doctor Sun to our residence last year, after drinking those few doses of herbal medicine, I no longer cough and have trouble sleeping at night like before. My health today is all thanks to you!"

If Wen He hadn't brought Sun Simiao...

Qin Qiong was already considering retiring from public life.

Now his blood and energy are gradually recovering, although he has not yet returned to his peak condition.

They can now go into battle and kill enemies without any hindrance.

"This is all thanks to Master Sun; I dare not take credit for it."

Wen He smiled and stood up, then introduced the situation.

"Duke Yi, this is my student Li Yifu. He has just been appointed as the principal officer of the Ministry of War and will be working with me from now on."

Li Yifu quickly bowed again.

"Your humble servant Li Yifu greets Duke Yi! I have long admired your illustrious reputation, and it is truly an honor to meet you today."

Qin Qiong looked Li Yifu up and down, then nodded and praised, "His eyes are bright and he has a clever mind. If he learns well from Jiaying, he will definitely be successful in the future."

Then Wen He introduced Jiang Li.

Qin Qiong simply nodded and then asked the three of them to sit down.

The three of them sat down in the tent, and the guards served them hot tea. Qin Qiong then got straight to the point.

“Yesterday I went to see Duan Zhixuan and heard that the Ministry of War was going to inspect the Twelve Guards, so I specifically mentioned to him that you should come to my place first.”

"You are, after all, the Chief of the Army of the Left Guard, yet you have never come to the Left Guard once."

He put down his teacup, deliberately put on a stern face, and added a sentence.

"If you don't come soon, I won't be able to explain it to His Majesty."

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, but Wen He knew that Qin Qiong was teasing him.

Li Shimin knew his temperament best and would never blame him for such a trivial matter.

He scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"I was busy with the Flying Fish Guard and the cannon carts the other day, and I neglected the duties in the camp. I hope the Duke of Yi will forgive me."

"Forgive what crime!"

Qin Qiong waved his hand, his eyes brimming with undisguised joy.

"If Your Majesty is to blame me, I will take the blame for you. But since you are here today, you should take a good look at the training of my Left Guard."

As he spoke, he stood up, reached out and patted Wen He's shoulder with just the right amount of force.

If it were Cheng Zhijie or Yuchi Gong, they would probably have filmed it until everyone was exhausted.

"Come on, I'll personally take you to see the training ground!"

"Then I'll have to trouble Duke Yi."

Wen He quickly stood up, and Jiang Li and Li Yifu followed suit. Qin Qiong laughed heartily.

"What are you saying! You are the Chief Clerk of the Left Guard Army, this is your home, why are you being so polite!"

Standing to the side, Jiang Li was shocked. Although he knew that Wen He was highly regarded by His Majesty, he did not expect that he was so familiar with the Duke of Yi, and that his conversation was full of the intimacy between an elder and a junior.

He breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

With the Duke of Yi's connection, today's inspection will surely go smoothly.

Li Yifu was secretly amazed, increasingly feeling that following Wen He would allow him to access connections that were difficult for ordinary people to reach.

Qin Qiong led the three out of the central command tent and headed towards the largest training ground in the camp.

As soon as they approached the training ground, a deafening roar of battle cries came rushing towards them. On the training ground, two teams of soldiers were practicing their battles.

A group of soldiers, armed with long spears, formed a "fish scale formation," their spear tips pointing straight ahead like a forest.

Another team wielded horizontal swords to form a "horizontal sword formation." The swords slashed and cut with a sound of wind breaking. Their formation changed without any disorder, and even their footsteps were perfectly synchronized.

Qin Qiong pointed to the captain holding the command flag in the center of the training ground and introduced him.

"That's my captain Song Yao. He's been fighting alongside me for many years. Not only is he an excellent marksman, but he's also very skilled at strategizing. Besides, he's been wanting to meet you for a long time."

"see me?"

Wen He was taken aback; he had no recollection of the name.

Qin Qiong didn't explain, but simply waved to Song Yao. Song Yao caught sight of Qin Qiong, immediately waved his flag to order a halt to the training, and ran over quickly, followed by two squad leaders.

"This humble general, Song Yao, pays his respects to the Duke of Yi!"

Song Yao bowed respectfully to Qin Qiong, but when he caught a glimpse of Wen He out of the corner of his eye, his eyes widened in shock. He quickly turned to Wen He and bowed even deeper.

"My name is Song Yao, and I greet the Earl of Gaoyang County!"

He was a seventh-rank military officer, and according to regulations, he could treat Wen He with the same courtesy. His respectful demeanor startled Wen He.

"You're more nervous than you are on the battlefield."

Qin Qiong smiled and defused the situation.

"Jiaying, do you still remember the military pay embezzlement case from two years ago?"

"At the time, he was a squad leader. He was fighting for compensation for his soldiers and beat up his corrupt superior. He was demoted. Later, you investigated the case and he was reinstated. I saw that he was brave and resourceful, so I transferred him to the Left Guard and promoted him to captain."

Wen He then realized that the case involved a wide range of people, and he had spent a lot of effort to figure out the details, having long forgotten who was specifically involved.

Song Yao smiled awkwardly, his eyes full of gratitude: "I have not been able to pay my respects to the Earl of Gaoyang County before. Today, please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the suffering soldiers!"

After saying this, he was about to bow down.

"It doesn't have to be this way!"

Wen He quickly reached out to support him.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qiong admired Wen He even more.

He smiled and nodded, saying, "However, Song Yao's desire to see you isn't solely due to the matter of military pay."

"Oh? Is there anything else?" Wen He couldn't help but ask curiously.

Song Yao said awkwardly, "Actually, it's not just me, but many of my colleagues in the Left Guard want to ask the Earl of Gaoyang about the training methods for the Hundred Cavalry."

Wen He was taken aback.

Only then did I understand.

So Qin Qiong hasn't given up yet!

When the Hundred Riders were first established, Qin Qiong was curious about their training methods.

Li Shimin had mentioned this matter to him.

However, both Wen He and Li Shimin believed that the training methods for 100 cavalrymen were not suitable for ordinary soldiers.

Simply put, it's just too expensive.

(End of this chapter)