Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Li Shimin ordered him to rest for three days, while he opened Yuchi Baoqi's Drought Treatise, and a letter fell out.

"There is a traitor, and new weapons have been exposed. The divine arm crossbows have also been leaked. Tibet will not come to fight for the time being. Be careful to prevent the domestic iron materials from flowing out. If they get enough divine arm crossbows, the outcome is unknown."

Li Shimin balled up the seal into a ball with force, and veins popped up in his sleeves, then relaxed and threw the paper ball into the brazier.

Looking at the secret letter slowly being burned in the brazier, Li Shimin was angry and calm. A person flashed through his mind that shouldn't be there, someone he didn't want to suspect.

"Auxiliary machine, please don't be you." Li Shimin murmured in a voice that could only be heard by himself.

Li Shimin gathered his mood and began to read the Great Drought Discussion. The extremely shocking decrees mixed with Yuchi Baoqi's doubts about Li Shimin's ability to govern bombarded Li Shimin's mind.

"Wang De, go and call the Prime Minister and Prime Minister Du." After Li Shimin read the entire book, he called Wang Dedao.

Wang De quickly left Ganlu Hall and rushed to Menxia Province.

"If you can't be the emperor, then don't do it. Go farm, I'll fix the water conservancy for you. If you don't know how to use so many things in the workshop, you know how to write letters and torment me. You are the emperor and I am the emperor. ?" Li Shimin recalled Yuchi Baoqi's dissatisfaction with him in his book.

"If you were my son, I would abdicate to you now." Li Shimin wrote in a letter to Yuchi Baoqi.

Soon, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui arrived at Ganlu Hall.

"There was a severe drought in Guanzhong. There was a keel waterwheel in the workshop that could deliver water to the drought-stricken fields, and craftsmen could bring equipment to dig wells in Guanzhong. Yuchi Baoqi and I accumulated a lot of grain in Chang'an and delivered it to the people of Guanzhong as a gift. Reserve grain. There will be no tax collection in Guanzhong this year, and the tax will be halved in the next three years." Li Shimin's majestic voice resounded through the Ganlu Hall.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were shocked. This difficult Guanzhong drought seemed to have become insignificant under His Majesty's measures.

Li Shimin deleted and transcribed the portion of Yuchi Baoqi's drought discussion and gave it to Fang Xuanling.

"This is the summary of the drought in Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty that I have made in the past few days. In the future, disaster relief will be carried out in the manner written above. Do you two want to modify or add anything?" Li Shimin has already said. Put it on.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui took the book into their hands and scrutinized it carefully, and one after another extremely efficient government orders suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. Fang Xuanling looked at Du Ruhui, and Du Ruhui looked at Fang Xuanling in shock.

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, many of the decrees in this book to save droughts can be used to save floods, earth dragons, snow disasters and other disasters. Your Majesty, this is an auspicious sign!"

Li Shimin stroked his beard lightly, enjoying this compliment from Yuchi Baoqi. What belongs to my son-in-law is my own. If I give my precious daughter to him, he will have to devote his whole life to me, the Tang Dynasty.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui looked at Li Er with indescribable admiration in their eyes. With such a talented monarch, how could the ministers not work hard for him?

Narmo also received a reply from Songtsan Gampo. He took the parchment and looked at the contents on it, and became more and more angry.

"I just want a recognition! A recognition of who I am! I keep giving inhuman conditions and demands over and over again. Am I a god?" Narmo roared almost madly.

Narba heard his brother's movements in the room and came in. Seeing his brother being so angry, he had some guesses in his heart.

"The king has sent another mission? Is it difficult?" Narba knew that he could only do things, and he could only rely on his younger brother for things that used his brain.

"Humph, it's difficult? Why is it so difficult for him to kill us? He wants us to get that new weapon, preferably a large number of new weapons. If it doesn't work, just use one. Listen, this is what people do. ?" Narmo felt a little aggrieved and continued.

"We even risk our lives, but they still don't recognize us as their tribe. I'm not a Tibetan, I'm not a Han, who am I! Who am I!" Narmo shouted angrily.

Seeing him like this, Narba didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to quietly exit the room.

Narmo calmed down after venting his emotions. Start thinking about how to get those new weapons. That's what adults are like, no matter what they face, they always have to face it.

"Go and call Narba here. I have something for him to do." Narmo ordered his personal guards outside the door.

The personal guard came back not long after, looking anxious. "Narba went out with more than 100 people. I don't know where he went specifically."

Narmo was shocked. Narba must have gone to Zhuangzi to snatch those new weapons. To attack without knowing the opponent's deployment of force, location of sentries, number of people, and weapons was simply asking for death.

Narmo put the divine arm crossbow under the bed on his back, slung a quiver around his waist and rushed outside with his bodyguards.

Narba was already lurking in the dense forest outside Zhuangzi. He didn't understand anything. He only knew that his brother was distressed, angry, and helpless. As an older brother, he had to do something for his younger brother, even if it was useless, he still had to do something.

Little did they know that Su Quan wanted to cut down this dense forest after the Cui family wanted to seize the brick kiln's production technology. Yuchi Baoqi did not agree. Instead, he asked a group of detective horses who had participated in countless wars with his father to work on the top of the tree every night. News of their lurking had already reached the village through the established code signal played by the flashlight.

The entire village entered a level of wartime silence, all lights and candles were extinguished, and the doors of every house were locked.

"Boss, why is there no movement in this village? I heard that every household is still awake at this time." A Narba soldier said.

"I don't know. It's just that there is something strange about Zhuangzi. You must not act rashly. We may have a chance if we wait. Then we will go in and find out where the new weapons are." Narba lowered his voice.

With a whistle, a flare made of magnesium powder and sodium nitrate was launched into the air and ignited. In an instant, the gate of Zhuangzi was as bright as day.

Narba felt bad and was about to lead people to evacuate immediately. Unexpectedly, the hidden whistle lurking on the top of the tree twisted the flare in his hand and fired it. In an instant, the entire dense forest was shrouded in strong light.

At the entrance of Zhuangzi, the Zhuang Guards composed of farmers led by Su Quan set up their divine arm crossbows and aimed at the dense forest, firing a burst of fire.

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When Baiqisi saw something strange happening here, Qianhu, who had been holding a wait-and-see attitude, immediately led his men to fight out.

When Narba and others saw this, they could only use the divine arm crossbow to shoot Baiqisi's horses, otherwise they would have no chance of escaping with their feet.