Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

"It turned out to be the National Preceptor. When I ascended the throne, I regretted not being able to meet the National Preceptor..."

Li Zhi tried to stay calm and forced a smile.

Li Dao

Li Zhi looked moved and said: "Father is really thoughtful. With the Imperial Master here, I have nothing to worry about."

Li Daoxuan looked at him with a half-smile, and carefully looked at Tang Gaozong, who was famous for his wife in later generations.

I saw that he was indeed as rumored. He was pale and thin, and he did not look like an emperor at all. Instead, he looked like a gentle and elegant scholar.

"But now it seems that although the late emperor was wise and powerful, he did not understand his son."

Li Zhi said doubtfully: "Master, I don't quite understand what you said."

Li Daoxuan put away his smile, stared at him, and said word by word: "How did Changsun Wuji die?"

Changsun Wuji was the elder brother of the Empress Changsun, Li Zhi's uncle, and the leader of the 24 heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. During the reign of Emperor Gaozong, the power of the emperor was overwhelming, so that all the officials only knew that there was a powerful minister but did not know that there was an emperor.

Li Shimin once praised Changsun Wuji during his lifetime, saying that he knew how to avoid suspicion and was humble and low-key.

However, with the death of Li Shimin, perhaps because the emperor was his nephew, Changsun Wuji began to act arrogantly, monopolizing power and being arbitrary. The civil servants in the dynasty remained silent, and they had to follow Zhao Gao's example.

Later, Li Zhi used the post-abolition incident as a breakthrough point to leverage Changsun Wuji's authority, and finally exiled his uncle to die.

The Changsun clan was almost wiped out.

This is the original history, but in this Tang Dynasty, Changsun Wuji died suddenly and suddenly after only a few days of floating.

Li Zhi showed a sad look and said: "The imperial doctor said that my uncle died of a sudden illness due to an old illness."

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and continued to ask: "How did King Wei Li Tai die?"

Li Zhi's expression changed slightly, but he concealed it well.

"Let me tell you, Pindao, he also died of a sudden illness, which is the same as Changsun Wuji's death. Li Zhi, don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Li Daoxuan stared at him, not missing any detail.

After Li Zhi ascended the throne, he had dragon energy to protect his body. His telepathy was ineffective, but people's expressions often betrayed themselves. At that moment, he was afraid.

"Does the Imperial Master doubt me?"

Li Daoxuan said calmly: "I didn't doubt you at first, because the death of King Wei might really be just a coincidence, but when I searched the demon monk's soul, I found something wrong."

"In order to help Li Chengqian ascend to the throne, the demon monk originally planned to murder King Wei, but before he could take action, King Wei himself fell ill and died."

"If it was just a coincidence, then when Changsun Wuji suddenly died of illness, it would be unexplainable."

After searching the soul, Li Daoxuan became suspicious of Li Zhi because of the death of King Wei. After coming to Chang'an and hearing about the death of Changsun Wuji, he became certain.

Li Zhi is absolutely inseparable from all this!

The biggest beneficiary of these two coincidences was Li Zhi. One allowed him to become emperor quietly, and the other allowed him to naturally gather power and establish prestige.

"The Imperial Master is so suspicious of me, and I have nothing to say. In this case, I am willing to abdicate and give way to other clans to prove my innocence!"

He bravely looked directly into Li Daoxuan's eyes, and although his voice was trembling, he still said these words.

Li Daoxuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, as if he had met Li Shimin's youngest son for the first time, and had a new impression of Tang Gaozong, who was known to be weak and incompetent in history.

"The late Emperor was wrong. Among his three legitimate sons, yours is the one with the deepest authority and the most clever means. It's amazing."

Li Daoxuan even looked at him with a hint of appreciation.

The other party was retreating in order to advance. He clearly realized that his greatest reliance was not the imperial power, but Li Shimin's will and the people of the world.

Husbands do not fight, so the world cannot fight with them.

This Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty really had a deep study of the "Tao Te Ching". Others were using their strength, but he was the only one who was using it weakly.

As a prince, he always looked harmless and kept himself away from the whirlpool of power, so that both Li Chengqian and Li Tai had a good relationship with him and doted on him very much.

The prince and the King of Wei fought to the death, and Li Daoxuan and the Holy Buddha fought to the death. In the end, with his long sleeves graceful, he climbed onto the throne of the emperor even if he refused.

Faced with Li Daoxuan's threats and suspicions just now, he did not get angry or resist. Instead, he surrendered and surrendered as soon as he opened his mouth.

Weakness turned into a sharp sword in his hands.

"It's a pity, Li Zhi, that you also underestimated me."

Li Dao

Li Zhi's hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and sweat appeared on his face.

"Before you drink this cup of tea, tell me who is helping you behind the scenes. Believe me, this is your only chance."

After saying that, Li Daoxuan looked sideways at the colorful flowers in the imperial garden, gently sipped the hot tea in his hand, and no longer looked at Li Zhi.

He was very relaxed, as if this was not a psychological game, but just admiring flowers and drinking tea, leisurely and at ease.

One, two, three...

A cup of tea will soon run out of water.

Li Zhi's pale face was covered with sweat, and his already weak body became increasingly unstable, holding on to the pillars of the pavilion tremblingly.

"National Master, I am the emperor after all, you...do you have to be so forceful?"

Li Daoxuan sipped tea quietly.

Finally, before the tea was completely finished, Li Zhi couldn't hold on anymore. No matter how powerful he was, he was still only a 21-year-old young man. How could he persist in the face of Li Daoxuan, who was as prestige as the late emperor and as unfathomable as a god? It is already very rare to get to this point.

"To be honest with the Imperial Master, I did receive help from a stranger."

Li Daoxuan put down the tea cup gently and sighed: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for making the right choice."

He was not kidding. If Li Zhi had hesitated just now, then the Tang Dynasty would have an emperor who abdicated just after he ascended the throne.

Taizong only had three legitimate sons, but not only three sons.

He promised Li Shimin to protect the Tang Dynasty for 300 years. As for who will be the emperor, there is not much difference.

If Changle hadn't already cultivated into Yang Shen and couldn't blend with the dragon energy, Li Daoxuan might have wanted to create a female emperor.

As a time traveler, he really doesn't have much respect for the so-called monarchy.

"National Master, before I tell you about the stranger, there is one more thing I would like to ask the National Master to clear up for me."

Looking at his serious expression, Li Daoxuan became interested and said, "Let's talk about it."

Li Zhi took a deep breath and said: "The stranger told me that I have been weak and suffering from all kinds of diseases since I was a child. Is it because of the national master?"

Li Daoxuan was startled, then seemed to remember something, nodded and said: "That's right."

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gestured: "Not long after you were born, you were only this old. I beat you and the house almost collapsed." Li Zhi: "???"

"But strictly speaking, I'm saving you."

Li Daoxuan looked at him and told him what happened when Moro brought trouble to the world and finally possessed him again.

Li Zhi felt disappointed after hearing this.

"So, if it hadn't been for the National Master's intervention, I would have become Moro's puppet?"

Li Dao

Li Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "That's all, maybe this is my fate."

Then he stopped hiding it and told Li Daoxuan about the stranger.

It turned out that since he was 16 years old, he would often have a dream. In the dream, a man whose face he could not see clearly was talking to him. That man was knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, and he knew everything about the world.

For example, he told Li Zhi where there would be a natural disaster, and then a natural disaster really happened in that place, and the time was exactly the same.

Another example is that he told Li Zhi the truth about the death of Queen Changsun, that Li Daoxuan was about to return to the world, that Li Shimin would die in the 23rd year of Zhenguan, and that Changsun Wuji would support him in ascending to the throne, but then he would monopolize power and act arbitrarily.

The man said a lot, and almost everything came true.

Li Zhi was very suspicious of him at first, but as time went by, he gradually let down his guard, or in other words, he was keenly aware of the value of this person.

"That man did a lot for me. He should have been responsible for the deaths of King Wei and my uncle. However, after I ascended the throne, I never saw him in my dreams again."

Li Daoxuan looked at him with a half-smile.

Li Zhi must have contributed to the deaths of Li Tai and Changsun Wuji, but he obviously did not want to discuss the topic of parricide in depth.

It is strange to say that since the Li Shimin Xuanwu Sect incident, most of the emperors of the Tang Dynasty were not succeeded by the eldest son, and the rise of new emperors was often full of blood and conspiracy.

Just a small Xuanwu Gate had four mutinies in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Dao

Li Zhi said frankly: "He once said that he asked me to do one thing for him after he ascends the throne."

"What's the matter?"

"He wants me to promote a Buddhist scripture, preferably so that the people of the Tang Dynasty can recite it regularly."

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed and he said: ""The 37 Sutras Said by the Buddha"?"

Li Zhi said in surprise: "How did the Imperial Master know?"

Li Daoxuan frowned slightly.

It turned out to be this scripture that was lost during the Southern Dynasties...

Things suddenly became confusing.

The other party spent so much effort to assist Li Zhi to ascend the throne, just to promote a scripture?
What secrets are hidden in this book?
"He recited this sutra in his dream, and I re-wrote it after I woke up. However, I have never let down my guard against him, so I have not made up my mind for a long time. Since the Imperial Master is here, it is up to you to make the decision."

Li Zhi took out a thin booklet from his arms and handed it to Li Daoxuan. On the cover were written the seven characters "Buddha Says 37 Classics".

Li Daoxuan glanced at it casually. He didn't have much research on Buddhism, so he couldn't see anything.

"Your Majesty gave me this scripture, aren't you afraid that strangers will come to settle accounts with you?"

Li Zhi smiled slightly and said: "With the Imperial Master here, I am naturally not afraid."

Li Daoxuan looked at him deeply.

If he guessed correctly, even if he didn't come to Li Zhi today, Li Zhi would find a way to give him this book.

Li Zhi is a very scheming person. He has never trusted that stranger, so he did not promote this sutra after taking office. He just wanted to use the other party's power to clear the way for him to control the power.

Of course, he would also be worried about the stranger's revenge, so he decided to focus on himself, the national master.

This book is a hot potato. Li Zhi's real purpose is to let himself and the stranger behind the scenes fight, and it is best to lose both sides.

Killing people quietly and creating checks and balances. It must be said that this young emperor is very good at politics.

It's a pity that compared with Taizong, he lacks the magnanimity, generosity and magnanimity of an emperor.

Li Daoxuan put away the book, looked at him one last time, and asked a question.

"Among the late emperor's concubines, was there one named Wu Meiniang?"

Li Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately lowered his head, for fear of being discovered by Li Daoxuan, and a huge fear and uneasiness emerged in his heart.

In a daze, he could even hear his own rapid heartbeat.

It was this question that really scared him.

How did Li Daoxuan know?
How could he possibly know?
"I...I don't remember. Perhaps the Imperial Master can go to Ganye Temple and ask."

Seeing Li Zhi like this, how could Li Daoxuan not know that Wu Ruyi had entered the palace as a concubine, and had an affair with Li Zhi just like in history.

Back then, he made Wu Ruyi swear that he would not enter the Tang Palace in this life. Now it seems that the trend of history is not so easy to stop.

Staring at Li Zhi who looked guilty, Li Daoxuan shook his head.

In history, Li Shimin was seriously ill in bed in his later years. As the prince, Li Zhi stayed in front of his bed day and night. Li Shimin allowed him to live next to his dormitory without returning to the East Palace.

It was during this period that Li Zhi had an affair with Wu Meiniang, a talented person who also served Li Shimin.

It was such a filial act to take care of my father who was seriously ill. As a result, I took care of him and ended up taking care of him until he was on my 'little mother's' bed. She was still next to my father's hospital bed, outside the bedroom.

However, in this world, Li Shimin was not seriously ill and it was Li Daoxuan who sent him away in the end, so he did not have to suffer such shame.

Li Daoxuan sighed softly and said: "This woman is not a good match, so you should take care of yourself."

Hearing this, Li Zhi immediately raised his head. Just as he was about to defend himself, he saw that the pavilion was empty, and there was no national master anywhere.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

The eunuch stepped forward and asked with concern: "Your Majesty is sleepy. Do you want to go back to the palace to rest?"

Li Zhi frowned and said, "Did you see the Imperial Master just now?"

The eunuch was surprised and said: "You were sitting here reading just now. You seemed tired and fell asleep leaning on the railing. We didn't dare to disturb you, so we stood around to shield you from the wind. No one was seen."

Li Zhi reached out and touched his arms, only to find that the "Buddha's 37 Sutras" had disappeared.

He was silent for a moment, and then sighed.

"The National Master is truly a god."

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