Tang Dynasty, the historian has raised his pen
47 If the historian doesn’t show his might, do you think I’m a sick cat?

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When the scholar heard the young master's words, a trace of contempt appeared on his face, but he calmly said,"Imperial Censor Chen has been captured. Clearly, the Empress 'personal maid, Little Lian, has been exposed.”

"It seems that the news of Empress Zhangsun being poisoned is true.”

The young master closed the window and walked over. He said with a surprised expression,"Big Brother, why are you still suspecting this? Didn't you already know?”

The scholar took a sip of his wine.""For Li Shi Min to be able to take the throne from the Crown Prince, he has countless strategists and capable ministers around him, especially Zhangsun Wu Ji who entered the palace in a hurry.”

"This person is also a cunning old man. Nothing he does can be taken seriously, so I don't believe it.”

"But now that Imperial Censor Chen has been arrested, it proves that Little Lian has made her move. His Highness the Crown Prince did not save her family's lives in vain.”

The young master slowly sat down and asked curiously,""Big brother, what should we do next?”

"We don't have anyone we can use anymore. Do you already have a plan?”

The scholar smiled and opened the book in his hand.""What do you think this is?"

The book that the scholar had been holding in his hand was now completely open.

The young master's pupils suddenly constricted, and he said with some surprise,"Shang Han Fang Jing, Big Brother's medical book is actually in your hands. I've heard countless famous doctors say this before.”

"A lot of them have been lost. It seems that there is an imperial physician in the palace who is the descendant of the medical saint, Zhang Zhongjing.”

The scholar narrowed his eyes and said indifferently,"You're right, but that Hundred Herbs recipe doesn't have the portion I have in my hands. With his medical skills, it's absolutely impossible for him to cure the Empress.”

"But my prescription can. As long as I can enter the Eternal Spring Palace and work with our people, Li Shi Min will die without a doubt.”

What the scholar said was indeed true. Zhang Baicao did not have the ability to cure Empress Zhangsun's poison, but he would never have thought that Xiao Rui had obtained the Book of the Holy Doctor.

This was a hundred times better than the Typhoid Medicine in his hands.

The young master stared at the medical book and rubbed his hands continuously."Big brother, do you really want to take the risk?”

The scholar smiled and said,""A subject will die for insulting the master. From the moment I submitted to the Crown Prince, I never thought of living alone.”

"I just want to see Li Shi Min die in front of me. I want to take his ghost underground to apologize to the Crown Prince.”

"The Crown Prince is the true Emperor of the Great Tang.”

"I'm not afraid of death. I'm just afraid that I won't have the face to see the Crown Prince.”

There was a hint of fanaticism in the Confucian scholar's eyes. It was obvious that he respected Crown Prince Li Jiancheng very much.

The young master took a deep breath and said,"Big brother, since you have made up your mind, I will not stop you. What can I do for you? If you want to enter the palace, I can accompany you.”

The scholar patted his shoulder and said,""You don't have to follow me. If I don't succeed, I'll die. You stay in Chang 'an and help me do something, then take the silver and run away.”

The young master let out a sigh of relief. He was afraid of death, but he immediately said,"Big brother, just say it. What is it?”

"I'll definitely help you do it."

The Confucian scholar's face softened a little and said,"It's nothing big. I just want you to bring some people into the city. They don't have any status and need you to deal with them.”

"Then, you drop everything and leave Chang 'an immediately. Otherwise, you will be implicated, understand?”

After the scholar finished speaking, he seemed to have planned everything out. He took out a letter and said,"This letter is for you. Open it when I enter the palace in the evening.”

"Bring everyone in before the City Closing Drum sounds.”

The young master nodded quickly and kept the letter in his arms. He still wanted to say something.

The scholar waved his hand and said," You can leave first. After I enter the palace, someone will definitely come to investigate. Don't let anyone find your traces. This is the last thing I can do for you."”

Hearing the scholar's words, the young master's eyes were filled with tears.

Humans were not plants, so how could they be heartless? He almost wanted to follow the Confucian scholar into the palace, but he held back and quietly left.

When the scholar heard the door close behind him, a sinister smile appeared on his face. The gentleness from before was nowhere to be seen. He drank his wine and said,"Your Highness must be very lonely down there.”

"I want to bring all of you down to accompany him.”

The scholar was alone in his room. He raised his wine cup and looked in the direction of the Imperial Palace, pouring himself a cup of wine.

Imperial Palace, side hall of Changchun Palace.

While Li Shi Min was reading the memorial, news kept coming in from outside. Xiao Rui and Zhangsun Wu Ji were sitting there.

Xiao Rui had never felt like he was about to explode.

But now, Zhangsun Wuji had turned into a chatterbox and was bombarding him. If they were really discussing problems, then it would be fine. He was asking some meaningless questions in Xiao Rui's ears.

From calligraphy to poetry.

From tea leaves to roasted meat.

From medicine to martial arts.

From his age to whether he had a sweetheart, everything was fine!

Zhangsun Wuji did not seem to notice how curious he was. Li Shiming smiled as he watched from the side, thinking that everything had its own weakness.

As long as Xiao Rui took out the historical records, he would have him in a tight corner.

In the end, Zhangsun Wuji's words were so annoying that Xiao Rui was about to go berserk. He felt very happy when he saw this scene.

The gloomy feeling of Empress Zhangsun being poisoned was also greatly diluted.

Xiao Rui once again answered Zhangsun Wuji's question. He let out a deep breath. In the future, if anyone were to tell him that Zhangsun Wuji was the head of the 24 meritorious officials of Lingyan Pavilion, he would definitely not be able to do so.

Xiao Rui would definitely give a slap to any minister or general.

This was not an old fox, but a husky.

If it was anyone else, Xiao Rui would have already made a move. However, Zhangsun Wuji was so old, and the key was that his attitude was very good. He also had a good relationship with Xiao Yu. How could he make a move?

Xiao Rui stared at Zhangsun Wuji. He couldn't take it anymore. He looked at Li Shiming, who was trying to hold back his laughter. He began to grind the ink and took out a brush.

If the historian didn't show his might, did he think that he was a sick cat?

If I can't deal with this Zhangsun Wuji whose skin is as thick as a city wall, how can I not deal with you?

Indeed.

Li Shiming looked at Xiao Rui and subconsciously felt his body tighten. He immediately said,"Ancestors, I see that you are a little tired today.”

Zhangsun Wuji listened to Li Shiming's words and seemed to feel that he had not had enough. He pursed his dry lips and said, Your Majesty, I'm not tired at all."

"I'm going to discuss with Xiao Yuqian how to eat delicious roasted meat during the march.”

Xiao Rui didn't say anything. He had already dipped his brush in ink and was staring at Li Shimin!

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