Li Shimin's eyelids jumped, his palms pinched the armrests of the chair and gradually tightened, and the green tendons on the back of his hands jumped.

Hou Junji and eldest grandson Wuji raised their eyelids at the same time and exchanged a look:

Everyone is like this, I'm afraid that I'm not angry, what should I do?

Just when the two hesitated, Wei Zheng directly raised his head:

"Your Majesty, the minister heard that there was no beginning and no end, but Xuanzong lost his way and lost his government.

arrogant and even, it depends on His Majesty's remaining celebrations; Breaking discipline will inevitably lead to the danger of the Tang Dynasty!

There are many extravagant words, mediocre deeds or the beginning and fall of the Tang Dynasty.

Arrogant and promiscuous in all directions, Your Majesty's karma is afraid that it will fall from now on! ”

For a while, Changsun Wuji and Hou Junji's eyes widened, and then they stopped the steps they had planned to move towards His Majesty.

Wei Zheng was not afraid of full firepower, but hated that he couldn't scold it in front of that Xuanzong.

How could the prosperous foundation of our ancestors be so calamitized? Even if His Majesty dethroned him because of this, he would admit it!

It's just unexpected that Wei Zheng, who was waiting for punishment, was waiting for a compliment:

"Aiqing's words are from the bottom of my heart and well-founded!"

Saying that, Li Shimin scolded twice:

"The foundation of the Tang Dynasty is that I and the monarchs and ministers have been dreaming of sleeping at night, this Xuanzong is just inheriting the grace of me, and he has done nothing to this point!"

Then he hated it:

"I'm afraid that the Anshi Rebellion also fled from here to Chengdu!"

"Set up so many post stations, neither pass on government orders nor military information, send lychees famous through the ages, and flee Chengdu for thousands of years!"

In this way, everyone had neither anger nor recurrence, and the eldest grandson Wuji and other ministers also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Xuanling looked drowsy just now, but now he seems to have woken up from a dream:

"I've moved the capital in the Tang Dynasty?"

Du Ruhui doesn't think so:

The lychee mentioned in this light curtain was also sent to Chang'an...... If there is no mistake, should there be a companion? ”

"Although Guanzhong is rich and can hold Yongliang to the west of the river, if you talk about the convenience of connecting the north and the south, Luoyang is especially better than Chang'an."

"After all, the territory is vast, and it is normal to have a companion to share the guards."

The eldest grandson Wuji thoughtfully:

"If so...... After the rebellion of this Emperor Anshi, he did not go to Luoyang and went directly to Shu, and this rebellion came from the Kanto? ”

The more others pondered, the more reasonable they felt.

Li Shimin stared at the map thoughtfully, what the auxiliary machine said was very reasonable, and the same was true on the battlefield, the first reaction of the rout and escape was often to stay away from the enemy's main force.

If Chengdu and Chang'an are connected into a line and continue to extend...... Li Shimin's eyes narrowed slightly:

Chaos in the North?

……

"It's really worthy of the Tang Dynasty!" Liu Bei took his eyes off Cao Pi's sentence, and only envy for the Tang Dynasty was left in his heart.

Twenty miles of a post station, these post stations are connected to 36,000 li, and its national strength can be seen.

"But why do I look at this Xuanzong a little familiar?" Liu Bei was puzzled.

Pang Tong's speech was short:

"During the reign of this emperor, he lost Hexi, abandoned the capital and fled to Shuzhong."

Liu Bei instantly dispelled his thoughts just now:

It's okay to envy the Tang Dynasty, but it's not necessary to envy this Xuanzong.

And how can such a prosperous era fall apart just because of a single turmoil?

Liu Bei of the Guiyi Army still remembers that the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty that night was a little different from the Tang Dynasty, which could destroy the country by himself.

Others watched the fun, and Kong Ming, who was also engaged in governance and logistics, understood what level the 20,000 post messengers were.

To be able to maintain so many post posts, how many troops was the total strength of the Tang Dynasty? I'm afraid there must be at least 300,000 real ones.

What level is this? Kong Ming estimated that he touched it, and it was estimated that the three families of Sun Cao and Liu were not the enemies of others.

I still have to engage in production! Kong Ming sighed in his heart.

Zhang Fei didn't understand why the military advisor was suddenly unhappy, but it didn't affect the whispering with Zhao Yun:

"Zilong, are the pears in your hometown really so delicious?"

Zhao Zilong's eyes became distant, and he pondered for a while and nodded:

"Zhending pear, sweet and crunchy, I haven't tasted it in 20 years."

Zhang Fei patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, didn't he and his eldest brother go back to their hometown?

[In addition to the literary and sweet qualities of Cao Pi's life, which are more eye-catching, what is also eye-catching is the diabetes that may be inherited in the family.

In ancient times, according to the symptoms of diabetes mellitus, "polydipsia, dry mouth", this condition was called thirst quenching disease.

Coincidentally, when Cao Pi argued that grapes and pears were delicious, he mentioned a common advantage of both: quenching annoyance and thirst.

And he is also extremely sweet in life, for example, when he wrote to Wu Zhen, he said that he often didn't eat a day when he was riding a horse in the north field:

Floating sweet gourd in the clear spring, Shen Zhu Li in the cold water. It all depends on melons and plums and water to satisfy hunger.

When he wrote a letter to the ministers to diss the food in Shuzhong, he said that the food in Shuzhong tasted bland, and he needed to dip it in honey to barely eat it.

For example, when I write poems, I record the food: drinking alcohol, burning fat cows.

This habit of life belongs to modern people who can only call good guys when they see it, high oil and high sugar, you can't get sick, who gets sick?

As for the genetic source of diabetes, some people speculate that it should come from the biological mother, Mrs. Bian.

Because her own nephew Bian Lan was clearly recorded as dying of thirst, Mrs. Bian's other three sons also had a very similar fate.

Cao Zhi was often drunk and mentally abnormal in his later years;

Cao Zhang has no record of illness, but the cause of death is strange, and he is angry and violent;

Cao Xiong died early, his son Cao Bing also died early, Cao Bing had no children, and the country was removed.

Diabetes was basically an incurable disease in ancient times, and if Cao Pi Cao Rong Cao Zhi deliberately indulged, early death can only be said to be normal.

Then why is Mrs. Bian okay? Because she was personally suppressed by Cao Cao, she did not give power or wealth, so Mrs. Bian lived quite modestly.

The annals record the diet of Mrs. Bian that Cao Rong saw when he went to visit: vegetable and rice, no fish and meat. This is in stark contrast to her children's indulgence in eating.

In addition, the Cao family also has hereditary wind disease, which is commonly known as high blood pressure, which Cao Cao himself controls very well, according to the analysis of the "Four Seasons Food System" left, Cao Cao himself likes to eat fish the most, low in calories and healthy, so he can live to be more than sixty years old.

According to the analysis of the dietary customs of the Tang Dynasty, most of them often eat mutton, and they have found a sugar method, it is estimated that they eat a lot, both of which can aggravate high blood pressure. So he only lived to be fifty-two years old, and rightfully so.

In addition, Ma Zhou, a famous minister of Zhenguan, also died of diabetes.

The Tang Dynasty Tiantu, Xuanzong and Yang Guifei's sons, An Lushan also suffered from severe diabetes. 】

Zhang Fei originally had a few persimmons in his sleeve and ate them while watching them, but after reading them, he hurriedly threw them out and didn't dare to touch them again.

"Hereafter...... Is it true that everyone is a miracle healer? ”

Liu Bei was shocked:

Kong Ming felt helpless, shook his head and said:

"It should be the evil taste of the Hereafter, just like ......"

Kong Ming was embarrassed, Pang Tong burst into laughter, and he also remembered how the light curtain commented that Kong Ming had no heirs, and the words could be said to be very ruthless.

Immediately, Pang Tong's ridicule was also very merciless:

"It can't be said that it is because the Cao thief slaughtered the city and usurped the Han Dynasty, so there is this disaster!"

Immediately, Pang Tong came up with an idea of lack of morality:

"The lord might as well repair a book to ridicule, the heir of the Cao thief is a foregone conclusion, and now it is too late to regret it."

Zhang Fei's eyes widened in surprise and sighed:

"The military advisor is not a good person."

Kong Ming copied these contents again, intending to send the clipper back to Jingzhou for Zhang Shenyi to read.

On the other hand, he said: "If Cao Pi and Cao Rong can deny himself like Cao Cao, how can there be such a disaster? ”

"I just can't think of it......," Kong Ming stopped writing and sighed:

"This Cao Wei actually died of this thirst-quenching disease."

……

Compared with the mediocre response in Yizhou, the Ganlu Hall can be called elated:

"Everyone's wind is sick, and there is salvation!"

This is the common exclamation of several courtiers.

Li Shimin was a little reluctant:

"Fish and meat are weak, how can they compare to a roasted lamb?"

The reactions of the ministers were mixed.

"Please Your Majesty for the sake of the country and endure the appetite for the time being." This is a serious Wei Zheng.

"The minister will ask someone to go to the East China Sea tomorrow to look for sea fish, and it is rumored that its meat is delicious and better than lamb!" This is the Hou Junji who is a guarantor.

Du Ruhui looked calm, and just said a few names one by one:

"Anshi Rebellion, Guiyi Army, Xiao Taizong, Yizong, Xuanzong, a ride on the red dust concubine laughs......"

"Stop, stop!" Li Shimin pressed his head, only to feel that his temples were hurting again.

Rubbing his head, Li Shimin could only sigh painfully:

"It's up to you."

Hou Junji looked at the last few lines of the light curtain and said with a little curiosity:

"What does this Tang Dynasty mean?"

Fang Xuanling remembers the words of the light curtain clearly:

"added another handful of soil to Sheng Tang's coffin."

"It seems that this Anshi Rebellion may refer to the surname of the culprit, and the An of the Anshi Rebellion is the An Lushan An."

The difference in word count will be made up tomorrow.

(End of chapter)