If you can't think of something, you don't want to, looking at the words that have improved a little, Li Chengqian is engrossed in practicing.

This is the advantage of being young, and there is always enough time. In the past, when I went back to my childhood, I only dared to think about it when I dreamed back at midnight. It really happened, and the intense sense of happiness was even stronger than when I imagined it.

The old gentleman's book was read in all its entirety in only five days.

After reading the first book, the old gentleman picked up the second book and handed the first book to Li Chengqian for him to read.

"Stony Brook Miscellaneous" is not a well-known book. It's not so much a book as a diary, written by a literati named "Mr. Stony Brook" when he was living in seclusion.

Perhaps this one is not very good at choosing a place to live in seclusion, and he can see the big battle at two ends in three days, and almost every day he can meet people who have been driven away by the war and have no home.

After reading the first few articles, Li Chengqian couldn't stand it anymore.

I don't know if this Mr. Stony Brook is psychologically dark, it is obviously a diary, but he spends a lot of space to describe the bloody battlefield and the seriously ill and withered homeless. Even such a heavy clip as "wound maggots", he recorded it.

Seeing that his brother's head was sweating and he almost wanted to vomit, Li Tai and Li Ke were extremely curious, but they didn't dare to get close and peek.

God knows what horrors are in this book.

Finally it was noon, and Li Chengqian, who had finished reading this heavy book, even lost his appetite.

Qiang ate a few bites of food, and in order to make plans for the afternoon, Li Chengqian didn't eat more.

After lunch, the old gentleman called Li Chengqian out for a walk alone.

Walking step by step, seeing that Li Chengqian was still that ugly look, Li Gang smiled: "Why, the old man thought that you would not be able to bear it and stop reading this book." ”

Li Chengqian sighed and said helplessly: "Although the disciple who reads this book is disgusting, the disciple knows that it must be reasonable for you to do this." ”

Li Gang nodded and whispered: "Since the old man is the prince and the prince, in addition to teaching you to read and write, he must also teach you all kinds of truths. You can always accept the texts of the sages very quickly. But ah, being a prince is still different from being an emperor. The miscellaneous book that the old man asked you to read is actually the book that most truly records the scene of the troubled times at the end of the Sui Dynasty. You live deep in the East Palace, even if you can experience the cruelty of the troubled times in your words, it is also beneficial.

Whether it is the change of political power or the rebellion of some people, it is the people who are deeply hurt. Besides, as long as the army is sent, someone will die. Where is the invincible army in this world, it is the norm to injure a thousand enemies and lose 800 yourself. The old man asked you to watch this, just to make the alarm bell ring in your heart, and you can't always think about sending troops to solve things. ”

After listening to the old man's teaching, Li Chengqian asked tentatively: "Do you also think that there is a problem with your father's measures?" ”

Obviously, the old gentleman's teaching has a bit of an allusion to the Luo Yi incident.

Li Gang didn't expect Li Chengqian to be so smart to discover his intentions, so he could only smile bitterly: "The old man is not the emperor, so he can't figure out the emperor's mind, and he can't teach you what imperial studies are." It's just that this unprovoked dispatch of troops, even you can see what the emperor is doing, why can't the old man see it? ”

Looking at the old gentleman's emotional appearance, Li Chengqian didn't know what to say.

This time, it's right to blame the emperor, and it's right not to blame the emperor.

The existence of Luo Yi, a county king with a foreign surname, is indeed a hidden danger in Datang. It's just that the literati are ashamed of what they do to promote his ambitions and induce him to rebel in this way. But it is not appropriate to kill him on trumped-up charges quietly.

Therefore, being an emperor is really not a brisk job, and it is always easy to become the center of contradictions.

Seeing that Li Chengqian didn't know what to say, Li Gang sighed: "Okay, what are you doing with this." You just have to remember that you don't just send troops casually, and as for the rest, you should treat the old man as if he was moaning without illness. ”

The rights and wrongs of what the emperor did could probably only be judged by himself in private. In the history books, only the facts of the rebellion of King Yanjun and the rebellion of Emperor Li Shimin will be recorded.

As for Luo Yifeng's secret edict, no matter how stupid people are, they know that it is fake. No matter how dissatisfied Li Yuan is with what the emperor has done, he will not guide outsiders to participate, and if he doesn't get it right, the throne will have to change his surname.

Faced with nausea, Li Chengqian also spent ten days reading the book.

The battlefields seen in film and television dramas are all acted, and only a "war correspondent" like Mr. Stony Creek records the truth.

The battle of cold weapons is much more cruel than the war of firearms. In the case of poor sanitation, the wounded barracks were similar to the Camp of the Reaper. It's nothing if you get a small knife, but if you are seriously injured, even if you are alive and well, you will be nailed half of the death label.

After reading this book, Li Chengqian couldn't help but worry about his own soldiers.

With his instructions, since Wei Chigong agreed, it was absolutely impossible for the prince to take the lead as a guard. Only an institution like the Pioneer Camp can really gain experience. And the pioneer battalion is precisely the one with the highest number of deaths.

Under Li Chengqian's worries, two months later, the crown prince finally returned to Chang'an.

This counterinsurgency was naturally a complete victory.

In fact, before the imperial army arrived, Zhao Cihao and Yang Qi, the commander of the army, conspired to kill Luo Yi. But before he could do it, the matter was leaked, Zhao Cihao was caught, and Yang Qi noticed a change outside the city at that time, so he could only start a battle in a hurry.

By the time the imperial army arrived, the defeated remnants did not form a large-scale resistance, and were completely crushed.

Luo Yi was defeated, abandoned his wife and children, and led hundreds of cavalry to flee to the Turks, wanting to take refuge in the Turks and obtain asylum.

He fled to the border of Ningzhou, and when he passed through the Wushi Station, the people who followed him were somewhat reluctant to join the Turks and gradually fled. The lieutenants who had been following him killed him and sent his head to the capital to be displayed in the market.

This is the official statement, but when Li Chengqian learned the news, he didn't know why, and became curious about Luo Yi's two lieutenants. Since these two lieutenants can be promoted to confidants, how can they suddenly betray?

But those who participated in the rebellion, even if they temporarily repented, their merits and demerits could not be offset, like Zhao Cihao and Yang Qi, their lives were saved, but their official positions were gone, and the whole family had to be assigned to Lingnan, which was not much different from death.

But these two lieutenants, except for Luo Yi's death, seemed to have evaporated. Such a weirdness is easily reminiscent of the secret organization of the Hundred Cavalry Division.

He must be the only one who can be seen, but everyone selectively forgets about the two lieutenants.

I didn't have time to think about these useless things, after the prince personally returned to the Weishui military camp, the battle damage report was also sent to Li Chengqian's desk by the military department.

The battle loss figure of "one hundred and twenty-three" made Li Chengqian's heart drip blood.

One hundred and twenty-three people, how many people are there in the prince's own rate? After four months of training, so many people died.