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Zhao Gou always felt confused at this time, as if he was possessed by a ghost and couldn't open his eyes, but he had a very clear sense.

Suddenly I felt that I was no longer on the boat I was on, because the swaying feeling was gone, and there was no sound of waves around me. Only the slightest smell of medicine appeared around my nose.

But I couldn't move at all, and I felt like this body was no longer my own.

At this moment, Zhao Gou was extremely terrified. He tried desperately to open his eyes and make himself move, because he knew himself. He didn't know the reason, but he had a feeling that he would die if he didn't move!
At this moment, Zhao Gou's perception was extremely sensitive, so sensitive that he could hear the sound of the woman covering her mouth and moaning. Zhao Gou was very familiar with this sound, because he had not heard this kind of alluring sound since the Jingkang Incident.

Zhao Gou cursed in his heart, "How dare you! Is there a palace maid on the dragon boat having an affair with someone? Is she a guard or an outsider?"

He felt that this was the greatest humiliation to himself!

An incompetent emperor could not bear to hear these voices. He had recovered somewhat, but after the Miao-Liu Rebellion, he failed again.

Zhao Gou was extremely angry at this time, so angry that he wanted to take his sword and chop the stealing wild mandarin duck into meat paste!

If not, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!

No one knows the suffering here better than the eunuchs!

The moaning female voice said in a delicate voice: "Prince, we should go see His Majesty. His Majesty needs someone to take care of him."

"Crown Prince? What crown prince? Whose crown prince is it? Who appointed the crown prince? Who is the crown prince? Which branch is he from? Taizu branch? Or Fuling branch? How dare they do that!"

The Taizu family is the descendant of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, and the Fuling family is the descendant of Zhao Tingmei. Both families have inheritance rights in the Zhao Song royal family, and the source of this inheritance right is the so-called Golden Casket Covenant!
Although everyone knew that this was fake, it was undeniable that the Golden Casket Alliance gave Zhao Guangyi the legal basis to become emperor, and also gave Zhao Tingmei's family the legal basis to become emperor.

Because the Golden Casket Alliance has three oaths!
This is the legal principle of the Song Dynasty royal inheritance.

So Zhao Gou began to wonder who wanted to kill him.

After much thought, it should be the Fuling house!

Because whether it was Taizu or Taizong, all the people in these two lineages died out, and only Zhao Tingmei's Fuling branch should have survived because the whole family was in Fang County.

At this moment, Zhao Gou was gritting his teeth, because this incident really should not have happened.

Previously, Taizong's lineage suppressed Taizu's lineage in the capital and kept them under their own eyes to prevent them from making any small moves, so they gave them the position of Zongzheng.

It can be considered that some contracts were reached with Taizu's lineage. Although the price of the contract was that the emperors of Taizong's lineage were either childless, seriously ill, or short-lived, but at least the throne was in his own hands.

As for Zhao Tingmei's lineage, they were suppressed in the local area and not allowed to have any connection with the central government officials. This made it impossible for them to interfere with the central government and cause any turmoil to the throne.

Therefore, when the Jingkang Incident occurred, the Fuling clan suffered no casualties, and even their property was not lost.

The direct descendants of Taizu and Taizong were almost all killed or injured.

Under this circumstance, it is entirely possible for the Fuling family to take over the Song Dynasty.

At this moment, Zhao Gou was extremely regretful. Why didn't he let the war spread to the Fuling family? Why did he only deal with the remnants of Taizu's lineage and didn't take any further action? This shouldn't have been right.

Anyone who poses a threat to you should be dealt with!

"Mei Niang, you are right. We should go see Aye. I wonder how Aye is doing now."

A young male voice sounded.

It can be heard that this person has feelings for Aye.

"Aye? How can there be such a name, Mei Niang? Is there anyone who dares to use this name? Aren't you afraid of being killed?"

The name Mei Niang has disappeared from the imperial palace because of Wu Zetian.

None of the ladies-in-waiting and maids in the palace would take this name, because they couldn’t suppress it!
To be precise, the royal family felt that they could not control it, so they did not allow such a name to appear.

"Jiulang, His Majesty should have gone by now, right? The Tianzhu elixir is just a gamble on luck, Jiulang, there is no need to be so sad."

The information revealed by the female voice this time made Zhao Gou's scalp tingle. Jiulang, Your Majesty, Indian elixir, and the name Mei Niang, she only thought of one person, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin.

Then he immediately understood that this Jiulang was Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi, because Li Zhi was the ninth child!

"I am Li Shimin, or Li Shimin in the 23rd year of Zhenguan. So what the New Book of Tang said about Li Zhi and Wu Zetian making peace in front of Li Shimin's deathbed is true. Sima Guang actually told the truth?"

Zhao Gou felt a surge of heat in his heart. He was extremely excited about this kind of thing. This was Li Shimin, the Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. How could he not be excited!

Being the emperor of the Tang Dynasty should be much better than being the emperor of the Song Dynasty!

Zhao Gou couldn't contain his inner excitement and wanted to wake up quickly and take power as soon as possible.

At this time, Li Zhi was getting dressed with the help of Wu Meiniang. He had his round collar turned outward and wore a nine-ring white jade belt. His wrists were also wrapped with wrist guards to prevent his sleeves from dragging. He had a soft-footed fu hat tied on his head.
After doing all this, Li Zhi personally came to the medicine stove and poured out a bowl of medicine from the medicine jar. The medicine was neither warm nor hot, just right for drinking. After Li Zhi tasted it, he found it a bit bitter. He poured out half a bowl of honey from the jar next to it and mixed it with the medicine. He took another sip and nodded with satisfaction.

He personally brought the medicine to his father.

"Aye, take the medicine! I'm here to feed you the medicine!"

With the help of Wu Meiniang, Li Zhi lifted up Li Shimin's upper body.

After Wu Meiniang helped Li Shimin up, she shook her head. Li Zhi nodded in understanding, and then called Li Shimin in a soft voice.

But Li Shimin was not excited at all, and had no intention of opening his eyes.

"Mr. Wu, call the imperial physician!"

Seeing that Li Shimin had not woken up, Li Zhi immediately asked Wu Meiniang to call the imperial physician to come and treat Li Shimin.

The imperial doctors arrived quickly. They were guarding in a side hall near the bedroom, so they came immediately when they were called.

"Dear imperial doctors, for some reason my father cannot get up today. I hope you can use your skills to save him!" Li Zhi bowed to the imperial doctors, who immediately returned the greeting, and then hurried to Li Shimin and began to diagnose.

After all the imperial doctors had finished taking Li Shimin's pulse, they gathered together and began to discuss Li Shimin's condition.

After a cup of tea, the imperial doctors finally came to Li Zhi.

"Your Highness, the Emperor's illness was incurable before, so he had to take the Indian elixir. His body is now much better, but he has no response. He is like a living dead. I don't know when he will wake up. It may be today, tomorrow, or he may never wake up. Please be prepared, Your Highness."

"What? Aye will never wake up again?"

Li Zhi took a step back, and his energy and spirit were immediately half gone. He looked like he had suffered a serious blow.

"I... don't believe it, Aye. He just turned fifty. How could this happen? Aye will definitely be fine."

The expression on Li Zhi's face was full of pain and disbelief. Pai Yi and Wu Meiniang on the side kept persuading Li Zhi not to get too excited.

They were all worried that Li Zhi would go over there because he was too excited.

Li Zhi began to think about his own affairs in his heart. He now hoped that Li Shimin was dead, but he also did not want Li Shimin to die.

He hoped that Li Shimin would die because only with Li Shimin's death could he truly take control of Cao's political power in his own hands, but he also did not want Li Shimin to die because he was truly filial to Li Shimin.

So at this moment, Li Zhi was extremely conflicted, but as someone who had witnessed the civil war between the Crown Prince and the King of Wei, as well as many royal rebellions within the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhi was able to extremely suppress his inner desires and prevent all of this from happening again.

The only time he failed to suppress his inner desire was when he made peace with Wu Meiniang. Only this time did he fail to suppress his inner desire.

Apart from this, Li Zhi was a perfect prince.

He is filial to his father, relies on his uncle, and is alone and helpless. No matter how you look at it, he is a perfect prince who can be manipulated.

Especially when the emperor is sick and weak, this kind of prince is even better, as it just fits the interests of the aristocratic families and allows them to have their share of the cake.

This was the idea of ​​Changsun Wuji, who had just entered the palace. As the uncle of the prince, he was extremely excited. He could not control his brother-in-law Li Shimin, but he thought he could still control his poor little nephew who was weak and powerless.

At this moment, Changsun Wuji, who used to be as fat as a ball, felt so light that he seemed to be about to fly. This was great news for him.

Behind him, Chu Suiliang and Li Jing followed step by step, just behind Changsun Wuji, with their heads down looking at the road, daring not to do anything.

Even though they were already prime ministers appointed by Li Shimin, they knew that the real controllers of the Tang Dynasty were still the Guanlong nobles. They were only power sharers, while the Guanlong nobles were the owners of power.

So no matter what Changsun Wuji did, they could only pretend not to see it, because that was all they could do not see it.

All the troops in the world are now in the hands of the Guanlong nobles. This was taken back bit by bit by Li Shimin after decades of fighting.

As the leader of the Guanlong nobles, Li Shimin did not trust anyone else. He only trusted his brother-in-law and his generals because these people had the same interests as him.

However, while these people's interests were consistent with his, their interests were not consistent with his son's. To them, Li Shimin was their leader, but that did not mean Li Zhi would be their leader!

Because the king of a wolf pack cannot be a little wolf cub with a mouth full of baby teeth.

In front of this group of Guanlong nobles, Li Zhi was just a little wolf cub with a mouth full of baby teeth, and even his meat-eating teeth hadn't grown yet!
Changsun Wuji didn't even take this little wolf cub who smelled of milk seriously, even though he was his own nephew.

In his opinion, such a little wolf cub should act under his command. He is his uncle, so how could he harm him?

It has been said since ancient times that your mother's uncle is the oldest person to you, and your uncle is the closest person to you.

Changsun Wuji thought so, then he skipped all the way into the bedroom, and then threw himself on Li Shimin and burst into tears.

Zhao Gou, who was inside Li Shimin's body, was knocked out by this pounce.

Then he saw a middle-aged man as fat as a ball throwing himself on him, crying and howling.

However, Zhao Gou could see that this middle-aged man was not just fat, but very strong, the kind of strong that a military general would be on the battlefield, that is, he looked fat, but underneath the fat was all chicken.

He has seen such people, those generals of the Song Dynasty, especially those who can go to the battlefield and kill people, they all look like this, they look fat as a ball, and their waists are ten times wider than the waist. But in fact, these people will lose weight after fighting a few battles on the battlefield, and then they will all be strong and handsome men.

Zhao Gou was like this when he still had courage, which is why the Jurchens believed that he was not a prince of the Song Dynasty, because his physique was that of a typical military general.

The two people behind, one is a thin scholar, and the other is an equally strong warrior!

"Uncle, now that you're here, Aye may never wake up. What should I do?"

Li Zhi looked at Changsun Wuji who was throwing himself on Li Shimin, and he immediately threw himself on him, began to cry, and said that his father might never wake up!

When Li Jing saw this scene, the corners of his eyes twitched. These two people are really good at pretending!
Because the two of them had similar ideas, they both didn't want Li Shimin to wake up again, but one hoped that Li Shimin would really not wake up, and the other hoped that Li Shimin would die quickly!

The reason why Changsun Wuji hoped that Li Shimin would not wake up was that he thought that as long as Li Shimin did not wake them up, these three regents would never abdicate.

The one who hoped that Li Shimin would die quickly was the obedient prince. After seeing the actions of the two men, Li Jing immediately understood that this prince was nothing but a white-cut black sesame ball!
Moreover, their ruthlessness may be no less than those old gangs in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. In any case, Li Shimin could not do such a thing now, because he still had some face and did not dare to really kill his father!
Chu Suiliang had no idea what was going on and could only persuade the prince to stop crying and to preside over the government. At the same time, he also urged Changsun Wuji to persuade the prince to stop crying.

Only Li Jing was there with her head down, watching the scene in front of her, laughing secretly in her heart.

Although Li Jing is a loyal man, he is old and does not want to be mistaken for Sima Yi and be played to death.

So he didn't want Li Shimin to die, but he also didn't want Li Shimin to wake up!

Everyone present had their own plans, except Wu Meiniang, who was boiling medicine. When she saw him taking out one medicine after another from the medicine box next to her, she began to ask the imperial doctors what the effects of these medicines were.
The emperor was told what he could and could not eat, and the imperial doctors honestly explained the effects of all the medicines.

Wu Meiniang took a pen and paper and wrote down all these things, and then asked the imperial doctors whether they had remembered them correctly. The imperial doctors looked at what Wu Meiniang had written down and nodded. These were things that the emperor must not eat.

Seeing that what she had written down was correct, Wu Meiniang was satisfied and put the thing in her arms. When Zhao Gou, who was floating in the air, saw this scene, his eyes twitched. As an emperor from the lineage of Taizong who was good at playing with drugs, he knew very well what Wu Meiniang wanted to do!
What's more, he knew one thing more clearly, that is, not only medicine can kill people, but incense can also kill people!
In short, the only person in Li Shimin’s bedroom who hopes he will get better is the imperial physician!
At this moment, Zhao Gou was almost frightened to tears, because he had never seen such a ferocious court.

Even during the Miao-Liu Rebellion, he had never seen anything so brutal. (End of this chapter)