Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Even though the journey from Rongzhou to Luoyang and Chang'an has been thousands of miles, it is still considered a journey of thousands of miles in a practical sense.

But Wang Xuance was still worried as he followed the visitor through the imperial city and entered the palace city directly.

Your Majesty wants to see him... It's not like Wang Xuance has never imagined this before.

On the way to Rongzhou, Wang Xuance passed the time by reading the Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms, and read what Tai Shi Ci said:

When your husband is born, he should carry a seven-foot sword to ascend to the rank of emperor.

Wang Xuance was convinced.

But... it's hard to say that he has any achievements in Rongzhou, and his family background in Luoyang can't be called anything, so what can His Majesty see about him?

Time seemed to fly very fast when he was thinking wildly. Before Wang Xuance could make any preparations, the guard in front was already standing aside with his hand on the handle of the knife, gesturing to come in.

Li Shimin looked back when he heard the noise, looked at the young man with a tanned face, and said with a smile:

Are you Wang Xuance?

Wang Xuance bowed and crossed his arms.

The Prime Minister of Huangshui County, Rongzhou, pays homage to Your Majesty.

It's a talent that can be made, Li Shimin secretly praised it in his heart.

This person's information is quite simple. He is not very old and has a clean and simple background.

But now that his attitude is neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he has a sense of character, Li Shimin is even more excited:

Why don't you give it a try and start training?

The Tang Dynasty has never been short of generals, but the Tang Dynasty has never minded having more generals.

How about Rongzhou? Li Shimin asked.

This was the time for the college entrance examination. Wang Xuance understood in his heart that he immediately restrained his mind and tried to give a comprehensive answer cautiously.

But soon, Wang Xuance saw a side of His Majesty that was difficult to comment on.

From the attitude towards Jiaozhi to the management of the Western Regions, from the customs of Tianzhu to the rumors of Yizhou, to the grievances of Goguryeo and the rumors of the Japanese country.

The emperor seemed to ask questions wherever he thought, quite casually.

Wang Xuance was not clear about these questions and could only reluctantly answer most of them.

Seemingly seeing Wang Xuance's difficulty, Li Shimin simply pulled over the map and briefly explained the geography around the Tang Dynasty to Wang Xuance before continuing to take the exam.

This kind of question and answer lasted for a long time, until Wang Xuance felt that his energy was exhausted and he gave up.

To Wang Xuance's expectation, after the questioning, His Majesty asked him a question:

Do you want to be a general?

This was a question that Wang Xuance had never thought about before. He would lead the army to open up territory for the Tang Dynasty, and gain the title of marquis. He had never thought about such a future, but it seemed to be within reach at this moment.

But... Wang Xuance made a cross-hand salute again:

Your Majesty, I have the courage to ask you a question.

Li Shimin nodded, then Wang Xuance asked:

Why is this picture real?

It's no wonder that Wang Xuance has this question, after all, the markings on this huge map are too detailed.

And he had just traveled thousands of miles and had a very clear understanding of the vastness of the territory, so he really couldn't understand why the map was so detailed.

What I didn't expect was that His Majesty smiled and said:

If I tell you the truth, you won't believe me.

Instead of doing this, it is better to stay in Chang'an for half a month and know by then.

So Wang Xuance was sent out in a daze, and His Majesty didn't even let him answer that question.

But now that he had said that, Wang Xuance simply relaxed and waited to see what would happen in half a month.

But... thinking about that map in his mind, Wang Xuance couldn't help but slow down his pace back to the inn.

If that map is true, in such a vast territory, just a corner of the Tang Dynasty, there are thousands of countries and thousands of customs.

Can the conquest be completed for the general? Wang Xuance had a vague idea, and for a while even the prosperous Chang'an lost its appeal in his eyes.

But Sun Simiao felt that Chang'an was pretty good for the first time.

Although this place is not clean and there are many people who come to visit every day to make connections, but... Chang'an is indeed the Kyoto.

Precious herbs are no longer valuable, and rare medicinal materials are no longer scarce.

The medical classics can be copied at will, and medical equipment can also be handled by supervisors.

In addition to studying medicine and disciplining the medical students in the Imperial Medical Office, there were also two people who Li Shimin asked him to diagnose and treat.

Empress Changsun, and Qin Qiong, Duke of Yi State.

The illness is not serious, but Duke Yi is relatively more serious.

Because Qin Qiong has been lying on the bed for nearly a year.

Before Sun Simiao came to Chang'an, the Imperial Medical Office's evaluation of Qin Qiong was that she could only hang her life now.

This is not surprising, after all, this fierce general has fought more than 200 battles in his life, and he is always at the forefront in every battle.

The number of serious injuries has been countless, and the total amount of blood shed before and after is several dozen...

However, Sun Simiao was skeptical about the latter statement. After all, as far as he knew:

To fill a bottle, you need to drain all the blood from four people...

Ignoring the horrified expressions on the faces of the doctors at the Imperial Medical Office, Sun Simiao, after making the diagnosis, believed that if he wanted Qin Qiong to recover, surgery was necessary.

Qin Qiong's family members did not allow it, thinking that it was an age-old disease that could be cured by just prescribing medicine, not requiring an operation.

Sun Simiao, on the other hand, refused to prescribe medicine without surgery. In the end, Li Shimin had to issue an order before surgery could be performed.

In the end, Sun Simiao cut out a section of the necrotic intestine from Qin Qiong's stomach and re-sutured it, and applied medicine to regulate it. Only then did Qin Qiong's complexion improve visibly to the naked eye.

Afterwards, Sun Simiao complained to Li Shimin:

Your Majesty has famous generals, strong soldiers, and armor when he goes to war, but he doesn't have a good doctor.

In the old days, Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Various Diseases said that for patients with broken intestines caused by metal, they should be repaired quickly with needles and porridge, grind rice and drink it for more than 20 days, and eat after a hundred days.

General Qin's old illness may have been caused by flaws in the doctor's skill at that time, or because General Qin did not follow his instructions and did not eat for less than a hundred days, which led to this illness.

Li Shimin was thoughtful, and he vaguely remembered that during the war in later generations, soldiers without weapons would shuttle across the battlefield to treat the wounded.

And as a commander-in-chief, he had studied the military systems of the Spring and Autumn Period, Pre-Qin Dynasty, the late Han Dynasty, the Wei and Jin Dynasties, etc. At that time, he had already vaguely had an idea. At this time, he heard Sun Simiao complain, so he proposed an idea:

King of Medicine, if you order a medical office to be opened under Taichang Temple and recruit doctors, they will only study the methods of treating metal wounds and diseases.

Is it possible to go out with the army during the war, not to be in the battle formation, but only to treat the wounded soldiers?

Sun Simiao was a little shocked for a while. He was still not used to Li Shimin asking for advice from him as an imperial physician in his capacity as an emperor.

However, after careful consideration, he nodded and said:

It's feasible, but it requires tailor-made regulations. I'm not good at this.

Sun Simiao understood that the only way to make doctors willing to join the army was to measure their treatment and reward them with military merit.

But when it came to the specific calculation of merit and punishment, Sun Simiao didn't understand it at all.

Li Shimin laughed: There is no need for the King of Medicine to worry about this matter. There will be a Censor of Dali Temple recruiting people from the Imperial Medical Office to jointly formulate laws and regulations.

Only then did Sun Simiao feel relieved.

For Li Shimin, the most important thing now is the light curtain. After all, the junior has said the direction of the next story.

Then it is reasonable to speculate that the protagonist in the opening chapter is also a group of Zhenguan veterans, right?

Then Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui must still be brought along. One is an absolute confidant, and the other is also for records.

Er Yan is naturally indispensable. Their painting skills are truly unparalleled. Even if they have only seen a light screen scene once, they can still paint it vividly.

Especially this month, Yan Liben presented a bound volume to Li Shimin:

Yan Liben bound the light curtain records copied by Du Ruhui into a volume, then reduced the pictures drawn by Er Yan to the size of a book page and bound them together.

The result is a bound version with pictures and text.

Li Shimin was very satisfied and generously rewarded Yan Liben, and then shelved the bound edition.

There was nothing he could do about it. He didn't have any desire to open it just based on the name: From the Disaster of a Family to the Rebellion of Anshi.

He believed that as long as he opened a random page and read it, his headache would definitely come back.

In addition, Changsun Wuji should not be able to avoid it. Qin Qiong, whose condition has improved, will definitely be called in. Li Yaoshi and Li Yao just killed Jieli Khan last year, so it seems difficult not to bring them with them.

Previously, I was happy and agreed to Wang Xuance...

Sun Yaowang, who is in charge of medical skills, is also embarrassed to be left behind.

At a rough count, there were already ten people, and Li Shimin couldn't help but want to wipe his sweat.

At this time, I couldn't help but feel lucky that I kicked Hou Junji out of the capital as soon as possible after the New Year and ordered him to collect military information in Hexi to assess the situation. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Hou Junji to avoid him.

Moreover, Cheng Zhijie, another general in love with Yuan Dynasty, was currently the governor of Lu, Rong and Rong prefectures, as well as the governor of Lu prefecture, and could not leave at all.

So Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh: Our Zhenguan Tang Dynasty is really full of talents.

…

Compared with Li Shimin's sigh, Zhao Kuangyin seemed a little upset.

The closer it gets to the three-month period, the more he worries about gains and losses.

If the backward time curtain did not appear, then he could think it was a joke made by Xianjia or Xiangrui.

Or think of it as a sudden onset of hysteria.

But if it appears on time, it means that what the light curtain said is more likely to be true, which will cause a big problem.

How did our Song Dynasty become so miserable?

So after almost waiting until March, Zhao Kuangyin finally ordered the imperial guards to guard the imperial garden, and he sat down at the stone table alone in tangle.

And not long after he sat down, even though he was a little reluctant, the light curtain on the stone table lit up as scheduled:

From the Military God of the Tang Dynasty to the King of Tota, how did Li Weigong become a god? 》