Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 474 Li Shimin's Unresolved Worries and Illness!

However, Li Shimin also had great regrets regarding family relationships!

His throne was obtained illegitimately, and his infamy of murdering his brother and imprisoning his father will last for ten thousand years!

But what could he do in that situation?

His most respected elder brother and third brother, fearing his overwhelming achievements, gradually eroded his power and transferred his elite troops away, intending to kill him.

If he hadn't resisted, Li Shimin would probably have died eighteen years ago.

How did we come to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, how did we come to have all nations paying tribute, and how did even countries in remote areas call it the Great Tang, the Celestial Empire?

Although he won the Xuanwu Gate Incident, he still harbored resentment.

He was at odds with his third brother, who repeatedly tried to kill him, but he let it go.

Only the eldest brother

In Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin exhaled a deep breath, his face filled with worry.

At this moment, Empress Zhangsun dismissed the servants in the Taiji Hall and came up with a cup of tea.

"Erlang, have some tea."

Empress Zhangsun gently handed the tea to Li Shimin, then walked behind him, extended her soft, white hands, and began to massage his shoulders.

"Are you still troubled by what happened back then?"

Empress Zhangsun's voice rang out softly.

"Alas, I have let down my elder brother and my father."

Li Shimin could only sigh deeply.

"There's nothing to apologize for. The Xuanwu Gate Incident wasn't your intention; you were simply forced to leave. While your elder brother is exceptionally talented, you, Erlang, are even more outstanding. Without you, how could the Tang Dynasty enjoy its current prosperity, or have so many nations paying tribute? You're not the one who should feel guilty!"

"Guanyinbi, it's so good to have you by my side."

Li Shimin gently grasped Empress Zhangsun's small hand; its cool, smooth texture was like jade, calming the burning anxiety in his heart.

Just then, Empress Zhangsun's expression suddenly changed, her chest began to rise and fall slightly, her face gradually turned pale, and she seemed to have trouble breathing.

"Guanyinbi, what's wrong with you!"

Li Shimin was shocked and jumped up, realizing that his empress had fallen ill again.

He immediately shouted outside, summoning the imperial physician to come and treat him.

Before long, seven or eight elderly imperial physicians with white hair and beards arrived at the palace. They examined her one by one, prescribed medicine, and prepared the medicine. After she took the medicine, Empress Zhangsun's condition was brought under control.

Empress Zhangsun fell into a deep sleep on her sickbed. Li Shimin, with a gloomy face, summoned the imperial physician to the Taiji Hall.

"How is the Empress's illness? Tell me the truth."

A moment of silence fell over the scene. The imperial physicians looked at each other, knowing that the Empress's condition was critical, and dared not speak.

Finally, the most senior imperial physician stepped forward and said, "Before I speak, I hope Your Majesty will be mentally prepared."

"Speak, I am listening."

Li Shimin waved his hand.

"Her Majesty the Empress is afflicted with a qi disorder, primarily affecting the heart, liver, and gallbladder. It is extremely difficult to treat. We have exhausted all our efforts and methods, but we can only barely suppress it. However, with each suppression, the qi disorder rebounds more fiercely. If this continues, it will be difficult to recover."

"What's so difficult about it?"

Li Shimin's tiger-like eyes instantly turned as sharp as a hawk's, staring intently at the imperial physician as if he wanted to pierce through his entire body!

The old imperial physician knelt down shakily, "Your Majesty, given the Empress's condition, she is unlikely to survive a year."

"A year?"

Li Shimin trembled all over, his eyes instantly reddening, and he roared, "One year? I gave you high-ranking positions and generous salaries, and this is the result you give me?"

"Get out! All of you, get out of here!"

Li Shimin's roar echoed throughout the entire Taiji Hall!

The old imperial physicians shook their heads, knowing that His Majesty would find it difficult to accept the result immediately. After bowing, they rose and withdrew.

In the Taiji Hall, only Li Shimin remained.

In the desolate, dark night, the lights went out, and Li Shimin slowly clenched his fist!

The following day, Li Shimin issued an imperial edict, announcing to the world that renowned physicians from across the land would gather in Chang'an to treat the Empress.

This news, like the wind, swept across the entire Tang Dynasty!

In Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou, a group of young novices also heard the news and whispered among themselves.

"Have you all heard? His Majesty has personally issued an edict summoning renowned physicians from across the country to gather in Chang'an to treat the Empress."

"Treatment? What illness does Her Majesty the Empress have?"

"I heard it's a qi-related illness, affecting the heart, liver, and gallbladder, and it's very difficult to treat."

"Alas, Her Majesty the Empress is a virtuous empress, how could she have contracted such an illness? It's truly..."

Jiang Liuer, who was overhearing this, went over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The young novice monk then told Jiang Liuer what he knew. Upon hearing this, Jiang Liuer raised an eyebrow and asked, "The Empress is seriously ill?"

"Are there any renowned doctors in my Jiangzhou region who have traveled to Chang'an?"

"I think so, but I'm not sure."

The young monks shook their heads.

After bidding farewell to the young novice monk, Jiang Liuer returned to his meditation room.

"The Empress is ill, and His Majesty has issued an imperial edict. This may be a very good opportunity to enter Chang'an."

Jiang Liuer pondered to himself.

Back then, I listened to many lectures in the Mahavira Hall of the Great Thunder Temple.

Naturally, there is a very deep understanding and knowledge of the plan to greatly promote Buddhism.

The first requirement for the Buddhist journey to the west was to obtain the permission of the Tang Emperor, Li Shimin, before it could proceed.

Otherwise, without a legitimate reason, how could Buddhism flourish?

The next morning, Jiang Liuer found the old abbot.

"Abbot, Her Majesty the Empress is ill. I wish to go to Chang'an to treat her."

"You can cure diseases?"

The old abbot was taken aback. He only knew that Jiang Liuer had a very high level of attainment in Buddhism, but he had never heard that he could also cure diseases!

Jiang Liuer smiled slightly, "Abbot, those medical texts in the Sutra Repository weren't read for nothing."

The old abbot shook his head and sighed, "Chang'an is a place of turbulent times and undercurrents; it's best if you don't go."

Jiang Liuer's expression was resolute. "My mind is made up. I beg the abbot to grant my request."

"Is it absolutely necessary to go?"

"We absolutely have to go!"

The abbot saw Jiang Liuer's inner resolve, thought for a moment, and asked, "You've lived in Jinshan Temple for so many years, do you know the origins of your life?"

"I don't know."

"Come with me."

Jiang Liuer followed the old abbot all the way to his meditation room.

In the meditation room, the old abbot brought out an old-fashioned box, took out a key to open it, and took out a small box from it.

"Open it and take a look; this is something your mother left for you."

The old abbot spoke slowly.

Jiang Liuer took the small box, opened it, and there lay the blood-written letter inside.

After taking out the blood-written letter and reading it, Jiang Liuer couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Unexpectedly, the physical body I was reincarnated into had such a complicated history.

Jiang Liuer put away the blood-written letter and said, word by word, "Abbot, if what is written in this blood-written letter is true, then Jiang Liuer should go to Chang'an to proclaim the crimes of Liu Hong and Li Biao to the whole world and clear my father's name!"

The old abbot nodded. "If you really want to go, then go."

The next morning, after getting ready, Jiang Liuer boarded a boat and headed straight for Chang'an!

(End of this chapter)