Zhenguan Xiaoxian Wang Li Shen Li Shimin

It was Yinmao in February of the 22nd year of Zhenguan. The weather was gloomy with continuous drizzle.

Empress Xiao, the former empress who had always been respected, passed away at the age of 82 due to ineffective treatment at the No. 1 Hospital of Tang Dynasty.

Her life is a brilliant life, her life is a colorful life, her life is a magnificent life, and her life is also a rough life.

Because Li Shimin decreed that Empress Xiao should be buried with empress rites, the Ministry of Rites and other departments actively cooperated.

Those who came to express their condolences were: Sun Wuji, the eldest Duke of Zhao, Ma Zhou, the secretary of the Central Committee, Gao Jifu, the right concubine, Liu Ji, Chu Suiliang and other court officials.

Even the prince Li Chengqian went to express condolences on behalf of Li Shimin as a junior.

A rich burial means tediousness, there are many things to deal with, and you have to be buried with Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty.

Just paying condolences takes a long time.

"Come on, Xuance, how about you read what I write like this?

The clouds are low, the grass and trees are sad, the sky is crying, and the earth is mourning.

Today, we are here to mourn the passing of Queen Xiao with extremely heavy heart.

Empress Xiao died on Yinmao Day at the age of eighty-two due to ineffective treatment.

The real farewell does not involve an ancient pavilion or an invitation to have a glass of wine together. It is just a morning like any other and someone stays in yesterday forever.

Queen Xiao’s life..."

Li Shen took on a big job. After learning about the death of Queen Xiao in the palace yesterday, he originally had nothing to do.

But I don’t know what his father thought, asking him, as a representative of the royal family, to read the eulogy on the day of burial.

In fact, I just want to say a few nice words on behalf of His Majesty.

Although Queen Xiao was Li Shimin's mother-in-law, Li Shimin's identity meant that he could not be present in person.

This big or small task fell on Li Shen's head inexplicably.

This made Li Shen extremely depressed. What he hated attending most was funerals because he was timid and feared of attracting evil spirits.

Although people in this era were very superstitious, they were very courageous and were not afraid at all when they saw dead people.

But Li Shen can't do it. He's used to being pampered.

"Your Majesty, you can just let me do this. There is no need for Your Majesty to do it personally."

Wang Xuance was a little depressed. The eulogies were usually written in ancient Chinese and seemed noble.

King Ji actually wrote in vernacular, and he wrote so well. How could it not make him depressed?

This job should have been the job of him, the chief historian of Prince Ji's Mansion.

"It's different. This is my first time doing this, so of course I have to do it well. Besides, this is a task appointed by His Majesty.

If you don't do well and lose your dignity, Your Majesty will definitely get angry, and I don't want to be beaten again.

Is the area that was hit some time ago still not healed? "

Li Shen lowered his head, scrawled and corrected, and told his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, in fact, you can just go to the Ministry of Etiquette to get a copy of the eulogy. You don't need to write it yourself."

The format of eulogies is basically the same, so Wang Xuance thought that what King Ji did was a bit redundant.

"How can it be the same? This is carefully designed by me. It is just different from others. Look at it, it is very high-end."

After Li Shen finished correcting it, he handed it to Wang Xuance to see.

Wang Xuance took it and read it carefully. He had to say that Prince Ji's vernacular words were indeed very contagious.

It makes people feel sincere, not as fake as that cliche.

"Well, the writing is very good. The prince is really talented and can even write this." Wang Xuance couldn't help but praise.

"Haha, no matter where, I will take action and capture it easily.

Is it well written? Don’t worry, I will write a copy for you in the future. "Li Shen couldn't help laughing after receiving the praise.

"..." Wang Xuance swallowed his words.

"By the way, Your Majesty, how did you go about entering the palace yesterday? I have already started recruiting people."

Wang Xuance changed the topic.

Li Shen took the eulogy he had written and said without raising his head:

"After this is done, the imperial court will soon issue an order to evacuate the Baekje garrison.

Everything goes according to plan.

By the way, yesterday the King mentioned improving food for the army in the Protectorate, but His Majesty vetoed it.

Even if I donate money to the court, it will not work. Please help me think of a way to solve the problem without violating the taboo. "

Li Shen suddenly remembered what happened at the Protectorate.

"Your Majesty, this matter should never have been done. Your Majesty was impeached last year and was able to escape unscathed because of your preemptive strike.

If we do it again this year, we will be criticized. We don’t have the power to compete with aristocratic families like them in the court.

What's more, there is a Duke of Zhao who is watching us eagerly.

So let’s just forget about it, Prince. There is no better way. "

Wang Xuance advised,

If the small number of people can be said to be a personal reward, then it is a full army of 50,000 people, and they are still well-trained frontier troops.

Of course Li Shen understood what Wang Xuance said, but he just couldn't accept it. He was guarding the border in that bitter and cold place for the Tang Dynasty.

What's wrong with improving people's food?

Wang Xuance saw that Li Shen was not willing to give in, so he continued to persuade:

"Your Majesty, let's forget about this matter. That is an army of fifty thousand. The Emperor's heart is unpredictable. There are already three thousand elites in Prince Ji's Mansion.

If we can control these 50,000 troops, then Prince Ji's Mansion will really be in a difficult position in the future. "

"Oh~~~Don't worry, I won't mess around. No matter how hard I think about it, it's just a matter of eating some meat. Why is it so complicated?"

Li Shen sighed.

Seeing Li Shen's low mood, Wang Xuance rolled his eyes and said:

"Your Majesty, recently a chief from the Xijiasi Kingdom personally came to Chang'an for a pilgrimage."

"Xiaojiasi?" Li Shen was stunned and had never heard of it.

"What country is Xijiasi and where is it?" Li Shen asked curiously.

"Back to your lord, this Xijiasi is said to live on the other side of Yu Dujun Mountain."

Li Shen knew about Yudu Junshan, where the Turkic tribes such as Xue Yantuo gathered, but Li Shen didn't know about the other side. It seemed that it was approaching the European border.

"Your Majesty, this Xijiasi countryman is tall and has red hair and green eyes. He has never interacted with the Tang Dynasty.

I heard that the imperial court set up the Jiankun Governor's Mansion in the land of Jiajiasi, with its chief as the governor, and it was subordinate to the Yanran Governor's Mansion. "

Wang Xuance said again.

"Red hair, green eyes?" Li Shen was a little confused. Aren't they all blond and blue-eyed? Why did a red-haired and blue-eyed person appear?

"That's right, Your Majesty, their chief came to Chang'an, accompanied by several maids, all with red hair and green eyes, very coquettish.

It was the first time for the people of Chang'an to see such people, and they even said they were monsters. "

It shouldn’t be. Could it be that they became extinct in later generations?

Li Shen thought hard and started searching based on the memories of his previous life.

"Fuck, Celtics!!"