People in Guanzhong like willows, which may be related to their warriors every year, or they are used to the sorrow of parting. They are particularly home-loving, so they are called lazy, but... it is precisely because of the separation of life and death that they are particularly home-loving...

Under Mingde's school, Li Shimin wore a snow-white fur and a bright yellow outer dress inside, which was particularly eye-catching. Behind him were civil and military officials, and behind him were thousands of people surrounded by them.

"Father, I still remember when Jinyang raised an army, my Tang Dynasty surrendered to the Turks, and the flag was embroidered with wolf totems... But for only about three years, the arrogant Jie Li Khan, now he has become a prisoner!

The ministers have already done it. You see, they are the envoys of Tuyuhun, Tubo, Baekje, Goguryeo and other foreign countries. The fear and fear in their eyes..."

From the first year of Zhenguan to the present, the Supreme Emperor has witnessed with his own eyes what kind of life Li Shimin lived. In the second year of Zhenguan, Guanzhong suffered a severe drought. He personally took the lead in saving food and fed with food. One meal was just one meat and one vegetable. It was like a moral model. The prisoner's death penalty had to be repeatedly investigated to avoid being killed by accident...

Since then, the world has been ruled to the great rule, and he has achieved the sluggishness of Wen and Jing's rule, and he has done the thirty years of Chengkang's rule.

Li Yuan knew in his heart that it was precisely because of the congenital deficiencies of Li Shimin's succession that he could endure these three years of life. This guy's self-discipline was simply terrible. If he hadn't been a little stupid in his later years, he would have no shortcomings in becoming an emperor.

Li Yuan thought about this moral model. No one seemed to be able to do it except for the founding Taizu in later generations. However, the founding Taizu was supported by thoughts and spirits, and the spirit could defeat the desire of the body. What was Li Shimin's belief?

Just as the Supreme Emperor was thinking, blurred figures gradually appeared on the horizon in the distance. As they walked, the people all over Chang'an City were celebrating.

Just because they were soldiers who came back from the war.

With 100,000 elite soldiers, Guanlong's children accounted for as many as 80%. For the people of Chang'an, the army in front of them is not only a victory army, but also their children. Of course, they will not be stingy with the joy in their hearts.

I have gone before, and the willows are swaying. Now I am thinking about it, and the rain and snow are falling.

When we set out in the third year of Zhenguan, the willows on both sides of the Wei River were swaying, and the river water slowly passed away... When we came back, it was already the first month of the following year. The frost and snow on the Ba Bridge had not dissipated, and only the broken willow branches were left with bare and bony.

"I'm going to see Your Majesty, this battle... I'm lucky to win." Duke Wei Li Jing took the lead in dismounting, knelt on one knee, with tears in his eyes and sobbing.

The Tang Dynasty could not afford to lose in this battle. If it lost, it would be gone after three years of hard work.

"Pharmacist, why do you have to do this? There is no luck in the war. This battle depends entirely on Phharmachine and Maogong's expertise in war. Even if I personally command the expedition, it will be difficult to capture Jie Li Khan and destroy the Turks..."

Li Shimin hurriedly helped Li Jing up and asked about his well-being. Only then did he realize that it would take some time for British Duke Li Ji to return to Chang'an, but the three thousand cavalry led by Li Jing were homesick, so he returned early.
Chapter completed!