"You mean to ask me to hurry up and call Yue'er back?"

Li Shimin was slightly stunned at first, then his eyes flashed with a sudden understanding and said ecstaticly: "Not bad, that guy is good at studying the art of heaven and man. He not only studies the art of studying things, but also knows the difficulties of various schools of thought. In his eyes, the difficulties may be just a small task. When he led the people out of seclusion, he took out various magical medicines to treat the people. As long as he could come back, as long as my eldest son could come back..."

The emperor became more and more confident as he spoke. He suddenly turned to look at the imperial physicians and asked anxiously: "How many days can the Queen's life be hanged?"

Several imperial physicians looked at each other, and the leader of the imperial physician pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, although I cannot cure the Empress, there are thousands of years old ginseng urgently sent by the King of Zhao of Xifu. In hand, such treasures can be discussed even if the King of Hell. As long as the ginseng is not consumed, the Empress's life will definitely be worry-free."

"Talking!" Li Shimin shouted violently and shouted: "I don't want to listen to your boast. I just want to know one thing. Just say how many days can you fight for? Can you do it in ten days?"

The head of the imperial physician looked at the stove where he was making ginseng soup, then looked at another old ginseng used to squeeze out ginseng liquid, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Don't worry, your majesty, within half a month, I guarantee that the empress is not hindered. Even if half a month passes, I have a way to fight for three more days, but this is the most dangerous medical technique. If the King Zhao of Xifu cannot come back within eighteen days, then when the empress relapses again, even the gods cannot save it."

"Eighteen days..." Li Shimin's eyes kept flashing.

Cheng Chumo next to him suddenly spoke and said, "Your Majesty, now your highness is in the hinterland of Liaodong. If you use a bird to inform him, your highness will receive the news soon!"

Li Shimin frowned slightly and said, "This matter is a bit difficult. My Dark Moon Dragon Guard has countless birds, responsible for spreading news from the world, but it has not opened up the Goguryeo route. Birds are only suitable for fixed routes."

The emperor said this. In ancient times, information transmission was a big problem. Those who were stupid used beacons and those who were quicker used fast riding. Later, the red feathers were developed, using the method of changing horses but not changing people, but they could only walk 800 miles a day and a night.

It was only in the Sui Dynasty that birds were sent to the letters. Birds flew in the sky and their speed was naturally very fast. However, this method also has its disadvantages, that is, birds had to undergo countless trainings before they could remember the flight route.

Li Shimin controls the world and raises countless birds used as letters in the palace. These birds are each responsible for their own exposure, such as Feihebei Road, Feilingnan Road, Feilongxi Road, and Feihuainan Road...

Only Goguryeo is a land in Liaodong. In the 14th year of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, it inherited the national throne of the former Sui Dynasty, so it was a feud with Goryeo. The birds who had established this route had all been found out and killed by Goryeo. Even countless secret spies in charge of inquiring about the news were destroyed.

That's why Li Shimin said that this matter is difficult to deal with, just because there are no birds flying to Goryeo in the palace now.

But Cheng Chumo looked confident and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Although we don't have birds flying to Liaodong, there will always be ones flying to Shenyang City in Northeast China, right?"

Li Shimin was slightly stunned, then a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he nodded and said, "You are not bad boy, you are worthy of Yue'er's sworn brother. Shenyang City is an important place in the Tang Dynasty. I had someone trained birds two years ago."

The emperor pondered for a while, and then said: "The Dark Moon Dragon Guard had reported a few days ago that he had trained twelve carrier pigeons and a raptor from Haidongqing..."

Cheng Chu looked silently and nodded slowly, "The pigeon flew slowly. It would take a day and a night from Chang'an to Chenyang City. Haidongqing was very fast and could fly three thousand miles in one day. Your Majesty will let Haidongqing fly now. I guess that the news will be available in Chenyang City, Northeast China this evening."

He glanced at Li Shimin and continued: "As long as the news reaches Chenyang City, the rest of the matter will be easy to deal with. Now at least thirty families in the court have captured slaves in Goryeo, and at the same time, they have set up strongholds in Shenyang City. From the stronghold to the arresting place, there are fast horses galloping every day. The most important thing is that the slave capturing team will go to see His Highness every day, which is very convenient to connect!"

Cheng Chumo had another sentence that he didn't explain, but Li Shimin knew everything. The emperor had the Dark Moon Dragon Guard, who controlled the world. He had distributed some of his power to Han Yue, and Cheng Chumo was now responsible for this Dark Moon Dragon Guard.

"Where is Yuchi Jingde..." Li Shimin suddenly shouted to the palace and shouted: "You are responsible for this matter, let the birds in the palace be released quickly!"

A general Hei Shuo stood up in the hall, and it was Yuchi Baolin's father, Yuchi Gong. He wanted the emperor to bow and then rushed out of the door.

Suddenly, one of them stood up and bowed to Li Shimin, reminding him, "Your Majesty, I think it is not safe to just release birds. I need to send ten teams of Hongling urgent envoys to Northeast China and Liaodong at the same time. The number of people is at least 300, scattered into countless batches, and the Mercedes-Benz routes must be different..."

The one who stood up was nothing but Li Ji, the God of the Tang Dynasty.

Before he finished speaking, another person in the hall stood up and said with a serious expression: "The Duke of England is right, and I also suggest that Your Majesty make such arrangements. However, I suggest sending five hundred Hongling urging envoys, each of whom is on the road alone, and no one is allowed to investigate except Your Majesty!"

This person turned out to be Li Jing, another military god in the Tang Dynasty.

The two military gods spoke at the same time, and the proposal was the same thing. Li Shimin was stunned at first, then gasped in air. The emperor subconsciously said, "You are worried, are you afraid of intercepting the letter?"

Li Ji and Li Jing looked at each other and nodded in one go: "Your Majesty is right, I'm worried about this!"

"Sealing the letter..." Li Shimin murmured, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

It was possible for the two military gods to remind her at the same time that it was obvious that this was very likely to happen. Although Empress Changsun was kind and kind, not everyone wanted her to live.

The emperor who had Changsun and the emperor who had no Changsun and the emperor who had no Changsun were different. It was just that the Tang Dynasty was in chaos everywhere, and the royal family was fighting in chaos. The Buddhists returned from the east to the Buddha. But today Li Shimin and Changsun made Han Yue's child the crown prince again, but this time even the Confucians offended him.

People's hearts are separated from the belly, and it is still an enemy. Since it is an enemy, the means of using it will definitely be used to the extreme. As long as Changsun dies, it will definitely hurt Li Shimin's heart.

Li Ji and Li Jing were not wrong with their worries. They were worthy of being the most famous military god in the world. They only expected the letter to be intercepted at once, so they urgently reminded the emperor.

"I am the lord of the Tang Dynasty, but now I have to be careful of my own subordinates. How pitiful and so sad..." Li Shimin sighed to the sky, with both fear and helplessness in the tiger's eyes.

People in the world say that the emperor is majestic, but only the emperor who is in the throne of dragon knows that he lives every day with fear.

The so-called ministers who lead the earth are kings and ministers. In fact, the ministers who lead the earth are all enemies of the emperor. Only those with some power in their hands can not be the emperor?

The emperor has never lacked secret opponents since ancient times. He has been watching him make mistakes and things happen before he can pull the emperor off.

Li Ji sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty is not a sad opportunity now, so I should arrange the Hongling urgent envoy quickly. I guess the birds in the palace are not too far away, and maybe they will be shot down if they don't leave the territory of Chang'an. If you want to spread the news that the Empress is critically ill to Liaodong, you still have to rely on a large number of Hongling urgent envoys..."

He didn't say anything explicitly, that is, sending Hong Ling's urgent envoy would also cause a large number of sacrifices. This time, Changsun suddenly became born, and some forces from the aristocratic families and Confucian sects would inevitably intercept the letter, and Buddhism would even take action. As long as the conspiracy was not captured, these people were never afraid of the emperor's butcher's knife.

"Sopai!" Li Shimin said nothing, but waved his hand suddenly and then spit out these two words heavily. The emperor's face was more solemn than anyone else.

He looked at Li Ji and Li Jing with a bright look and said, "For everything, please ask the two generals to send me many Hong Ling to inquire. I don't ask you if you want to spread the news to Liaodong..."

Li Ji and Li Jing looked at each other and said at the same time: "I will leave!"

The two of them didn't even care about showing their salutes, and rushed to the door. When Li Jing walked to Li Chengqian, he suddenly stopped and sighed softly, saying with a deep meaning: "Your Highness must not be mistaken for yourself. Your mother is critically ill. My eldest son is good friends with Your Highness. I will never change the camp in my life. This time I remind Your Majesty that someone intercepted the letter, but I just don't want to see the death of the Empress..."

His voice was extremely low, and after he finished speaking, he went out directly. The ministers around him only saw him say something to Li Chengqian, but no one heard what he said.

Li Chengqian's head hung down hard, and from the corner of his eyes he watched Li Jing's figure disappear. His face was ferocious and resentful, and there was both vicious and entangled in his eyes. In the end, vicious and resentful had the upper hand and a cold smile in his heart.

"If the queen dies, I will have a chance..."

This guy lowered his head hard, for fear that anyone would see his face.

Above the hall, Li Shimin hugged Changsun tightly with his hands. Cheng Chumo's eyes flashed beside him and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Hong Ling can walk 800 miles a day and a night, but can only walk 1,000 miles a day and two days and a night, because Hong Ling can change horses but not people, but people are not iron-clad. They must have a rest when they run wildly."

"Chumo said the most..." Changsun Wuji's son Changsun Chong suddenly made an excuse and said with concern: "It takes 3,500 miles from Chang'an to the northeast for a single trip to seven or eight days. If the seven or eight days of the Emperor's journey back, it will be more than half a month. Aunt... the matter of the Empress is a bit dangerous..."

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