Tang Dynasty

When the doctor arrived, Liu Wenjing and Yin Kaishan retreated the others, leaving only four people in the tent.

Li Shimin was lying on his back on the bed, his face was as white as a sheet of paper after he was sick for less than a stick of incense.Yin Kaishan sat on the chair and sighed, Liu Wenjing stood aside, seeing him in such a state, but felt heartbroken.

Seeing the doctor holding one of his wrists and checking his pulse, the quilt on his shoulders slipped a little, Liu Wenjing stepped forward to tuck him up again.However, it was discovered that even though it was wrapped thickly, Li Shimin's whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Liu Wenjing has been with him for many years, and all she sees in her eyes is the handsome and high-spirited second son, but when did she expect that in just a few days, he would be seriously ill.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at him, and stood there in a daze.

At this time, the doctor had carefully put Li Shimin's hand back into the quilt, stood up and said, "His Royal Highness Qin is cold all over, trembling unceasingly, his face is pale, and his lips are cyanotic. According to this old man, the affliction should be Malaria is real."

The other two people in the tent were shocked when they heard the words, Yin Kaishan stood up now, and asked anxiously: "How should we do this?"

"The old man did his best, but he only prescribed a few prescriptions." The doctor looked at the person on the bed and sighed, "The rest is up to His Highness."

Liu Wenjing had heard that the symptoms of malaria were alternation of cold and heat. At first, the limbs were cold and shivering;If you can't stop it in time, you will die of exhaustion in the interlacing of cold and hot.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenjing tried her best to calm down even though she was a little flustered, and said to the doctor, "Then trouble the doctor to go down and make medicine quickly. Your Highness has practiced martial arts since childhood, and he will surely survive this."

After the doctor resigned, Liu Wenjing walked to the bed, spread out the quilt at the foot of the bed, put it on Li Shimin, and tucked it up carefully.The other party was unconscious, and his breath became a little broken amidst the trembling.

At this time, Yin Kaishan came forward, stood still behind him, and said in a low voice: "Master Liu, King Qin is so seriously ill suddenly, this battle...how should we deal with it?"

Liu Wenjing stared at Li Shimin's face, and said: "King Qin's serious illness, at this juncture, we can't hide it. Once Xue Ju and his son know that my lord is ill, they will definitely take this opportunity to lead the army to harass. And my army After staying here for a long time, the morale of the army is already a little turbulent, King Qin can still shock the entire army in fashion, but this disease of King Qin..." After saying this, he sighed and said no more.

"Then Master Liu thinks," Yin Kaishan pondered for a moment, and finally asked the question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time, "Will it be war...or retreat?"

"Naturally..." Liu Wenjing raised her lips and smiled, but she said the word firmly, "War!"

Yin Kaishan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and said: "What Mr. Liu said is exactly what I want!"

"At the beginning of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the army marched hundreds of miles westward, and they must not return without success." Liu Wenjing finally looked away from Li Shimin's face, stood up and looked at Yin Kaishan and said, "At this time, the army's morale is unstable, but it is even more necessary to strike first. Give Xue Ju and his son a surprise blow."

Yin Kaishan looked at him, understood what he meant, and said, "I'll call everyone together to discuss the battle!"

"My lord Yin," Liu Wenjing cupped her hands, but she didn't intend to leave the account, she just said, "My lord, let's go first, and I will go there after a while."

Yin Kaishan nodded, opened the tent door and hurried away.

Liu Wenjing turned around and sat down beside Li Shimin's bed.At this time, the paleness on Li Shimin's face was gone, replaced by patches of sickly blushes.

On the temples and forehead, fine beads of sweat had oozed out at some point, gathered into droplets, and slowly slid down the side of the face to the pillow, leaving patches of dark water stains.

Liu Wenjing hastily wrung out a wet towel to wipe off his sweat, but between the tentacles, he felt that the other party was as hot as a piece of burning coal.

Holding the wet towel tightly, Liu Wenjing carefully wiped the other person's face, then soaked the wet towel in the cold water in the basin, folded it, and placed it gently on his forehead.

Li Shimin's body seemed to be soaked in fire, even the breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose was scalding hot.Under the movement, he moved restlessly, but his consciousness was blurred after all.

Liu Wenjing stretched out her hand and sighed for his sweat-soaked curly hair, feeling pain in her heart like being pricked by a needle.

After a pause, he stretched his hand into the quilt, groped for the hot hand of the other party, and slowly grasped it firmly.

Feeling the coolness suddenly dipping into his palm, Li Shimin groaned vaguely, and instinctively clasped that hand tightly.

In the midst of the confusion, the strength was astonishingly great.Although Liu Wenjing was in some pain, when she looked at the other party, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

However, at this moment, he heard the other party's low-pitched call.

"Big brother..."

He froze in place suddenly, but after a while, he laughed out loud at himself.

At this moment, the voice of Xiaoxiao came from outside the door: "Master Liu, the medicine is ready."

Liu Wenjing withdrew her hand suddenly, and said calmly, "Bring it in."

The little schoolman carefully put the medicine bowl on the table, and said to Liu Wenjing: "Master Liu, Lord Yin said that all the generals have expired, so I just call the adults to go to discuss matters quickly."

"I see." Liu Wenjing nodded, stood up, looked down at the bowl of medicine, and then instructed, "Be sure to wait for His Highness to take this bowl of medicine. If His Highness makes any movement, come and report immediately."

After the words fell, he didn't leave immediately, but turned around and looked at the unconscious person on the bed again, clenching the fists in his sleeves little by little.

——Shimin, the merits of the first battle of the Tang Dynasty, no matter what, must be credited to your King Qin's name.

——For this reason, I, Liu Wenjing, always go through fire and water, and I will do my best!

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The news of Tang Jun's disastrous defeat in Qianshuiyuan was transmitted back to Chang'an three days later.

At that time, Li Jiancheng was discussing with Li Gang, Zheng Shanguo and others about passing the law.In order for the prince to learn government affairs as soon as possible and become his right-hand man, Li Yuan successively placed many humerus ministers around Li Jiancheng, and sometimes they could discuss for a whole day on a trivial issue.

The days of living in the palace for a long time made the bloody battles in the early years of the battlefield somewhat blurred.Even though he still has the horse leather shroud and the heroic ambition of the bloody battlefield in his bones, but at this time, as the prince himself, he has to let go of all these.

However, Li Jiancheng never imagined that Li Shimin, who took over all this, would suffer such a heavy defeat in the first battle.

Qianshuiyuan faced Xue Ju and his son, and the Tang army was injured five or six out of ten, and even lost three or four generals.The remaining remnants of the defeated generals were hurriedly heading back to Chang'an after tidying up the mess.Xue Jun took advantage of the victory to pursue and occupied many cities again.

The Battle of the Opening of the Tang Dynasty was launched in a mighty manner, but it ended like this. After hearing the report, Li Jiancheng could already imagine Li Yuan's furious situation.After all, the tragedy of the defeated army was the first time since the army started in Taiyuan.

Putting down the memorial in his hand, Li Jiancheng dismissed the informer calmly.Li Shimin's majestic and majestic expression appeared in his mind, for some reason, he didn't believe what he had just heard.

"His Royal Highness?"

Li Gang's deep voice came to his ears, Li Jiancheng raised his head and looked around the hall, only then did he realize that he had been absent-minded for a moment just now.

"It's nothing, my lords, please continue," he quickly smiled, picked up the booklet in hand, and said, "If there is any doubt about this point, it's okay to talk about it."

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It was ten days before the defeated army returned to Chang'an.

When returning to the city, Li Yuan did not send anyone to greet him, which showed his dissatisfaction.Liu Wenjing sat on a horse with a wounded arm hanging and looked around, but saw the suburbs of the city, where the autumn wind was blowing, and there was no one there.He lowered his head, sighed helplessly, and finally turned his head and said to his back: "Let's go."

Behind him was a carriage, which was moving very slowly due to the bumpy road.Liu Wenjing listened numbly to the sound of the wheels rolling over the ground and making a "squeaky" sound, slowly clenched the rein in her hand, shook her head, and sighed again.

After the defeat, he took Li Shimin and a few troops to leave first, and most of the remnants led by Yin Kaishan will soon catch up.

It's just... the defeated general, what face will he have when he sees everyone in the city again?

He only hated himself for trying to win the first place for Li Shimin, but in the end, he actually hurt him like this.Until this time, he finally understood why Li Shimin insisted on holding on at first and refused to fight, and then he realized that his seemingly unreasonable stubbornness was actually well-thought-out.

I only hate myself for looking down on myself and underestimating him.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now.

Looking down at the ground in front of her, Liu Wenjing just sighed all the way.

Not far away, there was a high-spirited horse neighing.

Liu Wenjing raised her eyes and followed the prestige.But on the high ground in front of him, a row of people and horses stood upright.The person in the lead, dressed in white and snowy, with a cloak like fire, was quietly looking towards this side.

Prince, Li Jiancheng.

Liu Wenjing instinctively turned around and glanced at the carriage, but in the end she could only smile wryly and push her horse forward.

"My minister Liu Wenjing, I have met the prince." One arm was injured and he was unable to salute.However, he was struggling to turn over and get off the horse, but was stopped by the opposite person waving his hand.

Li Jiancheng came forward slowly on horseback, his expression as calm as a pool of clear water.He slowly glanced at the people behind Liu Wenjing, and finally looked away, still looking at him and asking, "Where is King Qin?"

Liu Wenjing steered the horse aside, gave way to the carriage behind her, and said, "Your Highness... is in the sedan chair."

Li Jiancheng's expression didn't change when he heard the words, he just stared at the door curtain swaying slightly in the wind in front of the carriage.

After a long time, he got off his horse and walked over slowly.

Seeing this, the little school driver knelt down on one side, and Li Jiancheng said lightly, "Get up", but he didn't move his eyes away.

He stood still in front of the carriage, stretched out his hand to hold the door curtain, paused, and then slowly opened it.

In the dim light inside the car, he saw Li Shimin curled up in a corner wrapped in layers of quilts at a glance.

Li Shimin was suffering from cold right now, even though the symptoms had been alleviated a lot as his condition improved, but after all, he couldn't bear the torment of hot and cold, and every time he got sick, he was still vague.At this moment, he was in a deep sleep, unaware of the situation outside.

Li Jiancheng stared at him for a long time, then he turned to look at Liu Wenjing, and asked solemnly, "What's going on?"

"Malaria." Liu Wenjing smiled bitterly and sighed, "This big defeat has nothing to do with him."

Li Jiancheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Why is it not mentioned in the battle report?"

"It's Shimin's meaning." Liu Wenjing said.In fact, he was very clear that Li Shimin did not want the person who cared the most to see his frail side.If he could choose, he would rush back to the mansion in a hurry, stay behind closed doors, and try his best to restore everything after he recovered from his illness.

But at this moment, it's over.So he sighed, stopped talking, and stopped talking.

When Li Jiancheng heard this, his eyes flickered slightly.After a pause, he raised the door curtain again, half of his body was already in the carriage.

"Let's go back quickly, and I will report this matter to my father again." After leaving these words, he lowered the door curtain and separated the inside and outside of the carriage.

The door curtain was drawn for a long time, but Liu Wenjing still kept turning around, watching intently.It wasn't until the little school driver who was driving tentatively called him and asked if he could go, that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Hanging his eyes and shaking his head, he smiled sadly, and said to the little principal, "Let's go now."

Due to fear of the cold, the windows and doors of the carriage were covered with thick curtains, and when the curtains were drawn, it was difficult for even light to penetrate.

In the slight bumps, Li Jiancheng groped to sit next to Li Shimin, and with the faint light from the window, he could truly see his appearance at the moment.

There was no blood on Li Shimin's face and lips, and his whole body was pale and haggard which is rare.Her body and most of her face were hidden under the quilt, but even so, the shivering all over her body was clearly visible.In a haze, he suddenly moved his body and buried his face in the quilt, as if he wanted to curl up tighter.

At the beginning of the farewell, he was still the high-spirited Marshal Xidou on the horse, but when he returned, he turned out to be sick like this.Li Jiancheng stared at him fixedly, for a long time, reached out his hand into the layers of quilt, felt the other's cold hand, and slowly held it in the palm of his hand.

In the boundless shivering and trembling, Li Shimin suddenly felt this warmth, and that warmth was like a life-saving straw, which irrevocably attracted him to be greedy, let his body and consciousness instinctively follow the past, instinctively , wanting to get closer.Not long after, he was curled up in Li Jiancheng's arms in a blur of consciousness.

Feeling the trembling from the other party's close contact and the faint chill rising all over his body, Li Jiancheng suddenly remembered that many years ago, when Li Shimin went to visit him when he was seriously ill, he seemed to be in the same situation.

At that time Li Shimin was less than ten years old, and he himself was only in the age of dancing elephants.

Thinking of this, I smiled unconsciously, a little bit helpless and a bit nostalgic.After a while, Li Jiancheng spread his arms, lightly hugged the opponent's shoulders, and slowly hugged him tightly.

Time goes by, time changes, only this moment, but still seems to stay at the beginning, has not changed.