"Does the young man really have such ambitions?"

Old Li Gang, who was originally sitting on his knees, stood up suddenly, and his body was so strong that he didn't look like an eighty-year-old man at all.

His eyes were shining, and his mouth kept reading: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations." ”

"Brother Sheng'er, you ...... You ......" Li Chengqian jumped out far away, pointing at Zhang Zheng and stammering speechless.

"Are the four sentences of Hengqu so powerful?" Zhang Zheng scratched his head, this force seemed to be overdone.

But if you pretend to be forced by yourself, you have to pretend to be stubborn.

Hearing Li Gang ask, Zhang Zheng was apprehensive in his heart, but he still said stiffly: "Yes, it is the boy's lifelong ambition." ”

"Hahahaha, good! Good! Good! Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the old man lived two out of eighty, and he always boasted that his protégés were all over the world.

Unexpectedly, it was near the end of his life that he swept away such two pieces of beautiful jade as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Zhang Xiaozi. Lao Li Gang laughed and said hello three times in a row, and his excitement was beyond words.

It was a feeling that there was sand as far as the eye could see, who would have thought that there would be a pearl mixed in the sand, and this pearl was found by him, how could he not be happy.

"Young man, although the old man is old, this stump can still survive for a few years.

If you can be unswerving in this ambition, the old man will give up the fame and fortune of this life and this old face, and he will also send you straight to the clouds. ”

Li Gang smiled and said solemnly to Zhang Zhengcheng.

"Master Li's words are serious, and the kid is ashamed." Zhang Zheng said in his mouth, feeling really ashamed in his heart.

He didn't expect that the slogans that later generations shouted in his mouth every day could have such a great touch on the heart of this old man who was already over eighty years old.

But the matter has come to this, and Zhang Zheng has no choice but to admit it.

After all, it is impossible to tell the old man at this juncture, this is just used by himself to pretend to fool Li Chengqian.

If the old man is angry, Zhang Zheng can't afford it.

Then I thought about it, didn't I decide to do something for Datang?

Blindly cringing and having no courage to look like, you might as well make mistakes and rely on yourself to bring knowledge and experience from later generations to make a career in Datang.

Zhang Zheng also wants to know if he can make a fortune in Datang with what he has learned in later generations.

"Brother Zheng'er, you help me, and I will help you." Li Chengqian finally recovered from the shock and said to Zhang Zheng.

"Okay." Looking at Li Chengqian, Zhang Zheng's gaze softened, and a surge of ambition burst out in the eyes of the two.

At present, it seems that Li Chengqian is a very qualified heir to the throne, who handles state affairs in a good manner, treats his partners with affection and righteousness, is gentle and humble, and is shrewd and studious.

Li Chengqian may not be worse than Emperor Gaozong, the inner saint and outer king in another historical time and space.

Zhang Zheng also didn't want to see this childhood friend fall into the same miserable situation as the waste prince in history.

So Zhang Zheng wants to try it to see if he, a butterfly from a thousand years later, can set off a huge storm in the time and space of the Tang Dynasty, and can stop those upcoming tragedies.

Li Gang watched this scene quietly, as if he saw Li Shimin when he was young and met Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, and he was so high-spirited.

"The old man wants to see what kind of changes you two little guys can bring to Datang, and whether you can really open a foundation of peace for all generations."

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.

The three of them, one old man, two young people, glanced at each other, and in the past, when Professor Li Gang and Li Chengqian reviewed and reviewed the folds, they were not allowed to be disturbed without 100,000 urgent things.

"Come in." Li Chengqian said lightly.

Duan Heng, the head of the guards of the East Palace, walked in quickly, knelt on one knee, and saluted Li Chengqian with a fist. "Report to His Royal Highness the Prince, the obituary sent by the Duke of Laiguo, the book of the Ministry of War, Du Ruhui, Duke of Laiguo, Duke Keming; He died of illness. ”

"What?" The three exclaimed at the same time.

"Who did you say died?" Li Chengqian grabbed Duan Heng's shirt and asked with a look of disbelief.

"Just now the Lai Guo Mansion sent someone to send an obituary, Lai Guo Gong, Du Shangshu, Keming Gong, passed away." Duan Heng repeated it again.

"How is it possible, wasn't Lai Guogong okay a few days ago?" Zhang Zheng didn't believe it either, obviously a few days ago, his father said that His Majesty had summoned Du Ruhui into the palace to discuss matters.

Zhang Zheng recalled the memories of his previous life, when did Du Ruhui die?

It seems to be 630 AD, I can't remember exactly how many months, but in 630 AD, this year is the fourth year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty, isn't that exactly this year?

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect the general trend of history to be crushed all the way away like a rolling wheel.

Zhang Zheng thought a lot in an instant, since Du Ruhui still died in the fourth year of Zhenguan as recorded in history.

So what about Zhang Gongjin, Zhang Gongjin died in the sixth year of Zhenguan in history, and it is not long before now.

Will Zhang Gongjin also die after a period of time, Zhang Zheng's thinking was chaotic, and his heart suddenly became a mess.

The news of Du Ruhui's death was like a thunderbolt from the sky, which had a great impact on the three people in the upper study.

……

Taiji Palace, Liangyi Palace. Li Shimin was reviewing the unfinished notes at the court meeting.

Suddenly, Du Ruhui's eldest son, Du Gou, reported such shocking news, and his spirit was in a trance.

The red pen in his hand fell to the ground, splashing a few drops of ink, and the red pen rolled on the ground a few times, dragging out a red ink mark, bright red as blood.

Li Shimin only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty!" Li Shimin's personal eunuch Wang De exclaimed, seeing that Li Shimin was not in the right state, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Shimin's back from behind.

"Pass on the Imperial Doctor, quickly pass on the Imperial Doctor!"

"Go and report to the queen's ......"

Du Ruhui's eldest son, Du Gou, who originally came to the palace to report the funeral with a sad face, was also frightened when he saw Li Shimin fainting suddenly.

The guards in the Liangyi Hall became a pot of porridge.

Several imperial physicians hurriedly ran to the Liangyi Palace, and the one who led the way was none other than Imperial Physician Qin, who treated Zhang Zheng's injuries.

Seeing that Imperial Physician Qin was coming, Li Shimin's personal eunuch Wang De seemed to have found the backbone.

A sword step rushed in front of Imperial Physician Qin, and said with a crying voice: "Your Majesty somehow, suddenly fainted. ”

"I'll talk about it when the old man takes a look." Imperial Doctor Qin didn't talk nonsense, put down the medicine box and took Li Shimin's hand to diagnose and treat.

……

"It's okay, Your Majesty is just angry, and your heart is depressed for a while, just wait for the old man to apply the needle, and let Your Majesty spit out this blood stasis." Imperial Physician Qin carefully took the pulse of Li Shimin and said.

After a while, Li Shimin woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the eldest grandson queen crying beside the bed.

Li Shimin said softly: "Guanyin, I'm fine." ”

Suddenly, Li Shimin seemed to remember something, and bean-sized tears rolled down from a pair of tiger eyes.

Crying: "Keming, I am sorry to lose an arm. ”

The wailing of the cry is like the cuckoo crying blood.