Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

This Five Thunder Temple is really too dangerous!

Only then did Hou Junji suddenly understand why this place attracted His Majesty's inscription and strict control of fire starters.

He looked at the alchemy materials piled up in the warehouse here, and then looked at the thick smoke still hovering behind the palace.

Hou Junji walked away and decided in his heart that he would never come here again!

And looking at this group of Taoist priests who were running towards the thick smoke with their faces full of joy, Hou Junji actually felt a little more admiration in his heart:

Where did General Medicine Master find these dead soldiers?

After walking quickly and walking out of the gate, Hou Junji relaxed his worries.

Neither Li Jing nor Li Shi was here, which actually put Hou Junji in trouble.

Then, who else is the secret minister of Ganlu Palace?

Hou Junji thought about it while walking.

There must be no Wei Zheng, because after Yuan Zheng, Wei Zheng was sent out by His Majesty to do things like him.

To put it bluntly, Hou Junji collects intelligence to prepare for the next war to destroy the country.

Wei Zheng is going to deal with the aftermath of the destruction of the Turks:

During the Yuanzheng Dynasty, according to reports from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, the total population of Han and Hu people who fled to the interior after the collapse of the Turks was one million.

Where to settle so many people, how to make them self-reliant, whether to create new prefectures, counties, etc., regulations were already drawn up during the Yuan Zheng period, and Wei Zheng was ultimately ordered to order troops to handle it.

Moreover, His Majesty also specifically instructed that after Wei Zheng had settled the people who were attached to him, he would then go north to collect the bones near the Great Wall and offer sacrifices on behalf of the emperor.

Thinking of the Great Wall, Hou Junji realized that his thoughts were drifting away again.

At this time, the conversation on the roadside also came to my ears:

The Five Thunder Temple has appeared again!

I wonder if Thunder Lord is angry!

Yes, Empress Yuan Zheng said that a Taoist priest was almost hacked to death, but it was the imperial doctor who came over and saved his life.

It must be because this Taoist temple doesn't want to open the door for us to pray, which is why Thunder God is so angry!

He shook his head inwardly, but after such an interruption, Hou Junji thought of a place to go.

A quarter of an hour later, facing the glaring medical worker, Hou Junji looked a little impatient:

Where is King Sun Yao? Don't tell me, King Sun Yao is not here either.

Thanks to later generations' emphasis on medicine, the Imperial Medical Office also began to restructure after Sun Simiao stayed on.

Today, the Imperial Medical Office is divided into two departments: medicine and medicine, which deal with medical skills and pharmacology respectively.

If you pass the exam, you can study in the Imperial Medical Office. There are exams every month, every quarter, and every year.

After completing their studies, they become medical workers, and then there are doctors, physicians, and medical doctors. The Imperial Physician is responsible for the management of the Imperial Medical Office, and the Imperial Physician's Order can make final decisions on the Imperial Medical Office.

The current imperial physician is Sun Simiao.

Sun Yaowang is here...but it is not convenient to see guests.

Fang Xuanling was not found in the Imperial College, and Li Shiji and Li Jing were not found in the Five Thunder Temple.

I didn't see any of my colleagues from Ganlu Palace, but I managed to catch Sun Yaowang and still shied away from seeing the guest?

Hou Junji couldn't bear it.

After waving his hand to signal the generals to clear the way and pushing the medical workers aside, Hou Junji strode into the Imperial Medical Office.

The decoration here is quite simple. A doctor of medicine came to greet him. He recognized Hou Junji, the Duke of Lu. Seeing the dancing gestures of the medical workers behind him and the menacing general of Duke Lu, the doctor came up. Time feels overwhelming.

Gong Lu, please wait a moment. It is indeed inconvenient for King Sun Yao to see guests at this time. How about I inform you first?

Hou Junji nodded and just insisted:

Tell King Sun Yao that you must see him today no matter what.

Doubts kept piling up in Hou Junji's heart, which already made him a little panicked.

Now that I think about it, the four words Xuanzang said when he said goodbye, be well on your own, seem to have a profound meaning.

The doctor nodded sadly and went to report it.

But it returns after a while:

Duke Lu, please come with me. Doctor Sun said that he needs your help.

Looking at the relieved doctor, Hou Junji actually felt a little uneasy.

The journey was short, and Hou Junji was brought to the door of a room at the back. The doctor refused to go any further:

The Imperial Physician Sun is waiting for Duke Lu.

Hou Junji didn't care at all and rushed in directly.

When his eyes were dim, Hou Junji saw Sun Yaowang who was busy at a glance. Before the happiness in his heart lasted for a breath, he saw the person Sun Simiao was busy with.

Someone who has been completely turned on.

Sun Simiao didn't care, and even had time to ask for help:

On the shelf on the left, there is a short knife with a blade as long as half a finger. Pass it to me.

Hou Junji swallowed, and then a feeling of nausea arose, which he suppressed forcefully.

It was not that he had never seen dead people before, but this was really the first time he had seen such a thing.

Sun Yaowang, you...

Sun Simiao looked very impatient:

Your Majesty has given permission.

Hou Junji was immediately speechless.

Sun Simiao seemed to have had similar arguments with others in the past two days, so he almost said:

Wang Mang could do it for dissecting corpses and looking for pathologies. Song Dynasty could do it, and later generations could do it. Why can't I, Tang Dynasty, do it?

If you can't help, then don't cause trouble here!

Hou Junji obediently withdrew.

It wasn't until evening at the Imperial Physician's Office that Hou Junji waited until Imperial Physician Sun had finished his work.

Faced with Hou Junji's hesitant expression, Sun Simiao spoke quickly:

The death row inmates in Tingwei Prison died of illness.

Hou Junji was relieved.

However, Sun Simiao looked at Hou Junji carefully and suddenly asked:

Does Duke Lu think I'm bold?

There was no need to hesitate, Hou Junji nodded fiercely.

Sun Simiao seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

Gong Lu is much bolder than me.

Hou Junji didn't know why.

Sun Simiao shook his head, looking tired:

If you have any questions, you should ask His Majesty. Please come back.

Seeing Hou Junji leaving angrily with a puzzled face, Sun Simiao shook his head inwardly.

This is one of the reasons why he doesn't like the capital.

He just dissected a death row inmate who died of illness, but he attracted dissent from both inside and outside the Imperial Medical Office, and he had to rely on Li Shimin's forced support to implement it.

These complacent nobles see profit and do not care about their own family, and in the blink of an eye, the heads of hundreds of innocent people fall to the ground.

It's just... now that the emperor has received enlightenment from later generations, medicine is being valued as never before.

Thinking of these benefits, Sun Simiao decided that it would be better to turn a blind eye to them.

Hou Junji's anger lasted all night. Early the next morning, an edict was sent to Huangmen, ordering Duke Junji of Lu State to go to the north of the city to watch the ceremony.

Sitting in the carriage, Hou Junji was too lazy to think about anything.

In other words, once the matter involves His Majesty, it often doesn't matter what he thinks. What matters is what His Majesty thinks.

This is the experience he gained from spending so many years in Prince Qin's Mansion.

But what exactly is the problem?

Sitting in the carriage, Hou Junji recalled carefully that His Majesty's expression when he set off in January did not seem to be fake.

Then there is only one possibility. During the time he was in Hexi, His Majesty had a problem with his perception.

So is it in the imperial court or the Manlu Palace?

After thinking about it for a while, Hou Junji was finally eliminated from the court.

The criticism of the imperial court is bound to be inseparable from the loudspeakers at the Yushitai, and if they want to make false accusations, they will definitely want the whole world to know about it, and it is impossible for him to not hear any rumors.

Therefore, there is only one possibility: the Manna Palace Light Curtain.

There was no way to speculate. Hou Junji looked melancholy out of the carriage window.

He, Hou Junji, could formulate the Xuanwu Gate plan through complex intelligence analysis.

But he had no way of guessing what a young man more than a thousand years later would say to put Duke Lu of the Tang Dynasty into such an embarrassing situation.

On the north side of the city, the Imperial Guards have initially circled an open space, which looks like a military camp.

Li Shimin stood on a high place, next to him were Li Jing and Li Shi𪟝 who were all smiling, and Yan Lide who was calm.

Glancing at Hou Junji from afar as he got out of the carriage with a dismayed look on his face, Li Shimin snorted coldly and turned to Li Jing:

Has the gunpowder studied by the pharmacist finally come to light?

Li Jing nodded generously:

Look through ancient books, use the saltpeter mentioned in Fan Zi Ji Ran as the base, and then keep trying Taoist elixirs.

The Taoist priest of Five Thunder Guan Song is quite talented in this way. He made it yesterday. The sound is shocking and the smoke is soaring into the sky. It is especially similar to what later generations will say.

Li Shimin also remembered what he saw in the light curtain, and even more so the Taoist priest who blew up the alchemy furnace.

Inspired by later generations, I now understand that this kind of scarce talent is very important, so I pondered for a while and asked:

Then Taoist Songcheng...

Li Jing shook his head and said:

Nowadays, Taoists only prepare elixirs.

Yesterday Taoist Songcheng was watching from a distance, and the Imperial Army who set off the gunpowder was deafened in one ear.

Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he could still accept it. He nodded and said:

The deaf Imperial Guardsman and the Taoist Song Cheng will both be highly rewarded.

The short conversation ended quickly, and the next step was to see the specific results.

The Imperial Guards from the Five Thunder Temple came in. They started digging a hole three hundred steps away from the emperor and others, and then lowered a large urn that a single person could hold in his arms.

Immediately, soil filling began and a thick lead wire was pulled out.

Li Shimin stretched his head curiously and looked around under the protection of several large shields.

He saw the forbidden army lighting the fuse with a torch, and then fled as fast as if he wished he had four legs.

The flickering sparks approached the burial site and finally burned inside.

Maybe it's because it's buried underground, so the sound is a little dull, but the effect is amazing enough.

The flying soil sprinkled all over everyone's heads like raindrops.

A large crater was left at the explosion site, and the shape of a horse tied next to it, which was used to test its power, could no longer be seen.

Yan Lide looked bitter.

I just feel that the heavy infantry and heavy cavalry that were improved some time ago seem to have difficulty fighting back against this thing.

Li Shimin, Li Jing and Li Shi𪟝 were all thoughtful.

Li Shimin thought of the hellish silhouettes of later wars he had seen in the chapter on Wuhou Temple, and felt a lot for a while:

This thing can be used as a weapon in future generations to kill enemies. It can also be used to ascend to the sky and see the mysteries of heaven and earth.

How to use it depends on your mind.

He is no longer King Li Shimin of Qin.

If he had obtained this thing ten years ago, he would have tried every means to blow it up for Dou Jiande and his ilk, and then laugh and boast about it.

But now, the first thing he thinks about is, besides killing people, how much glory can this thing add to this prosperous age?

Tomorrow we will open Su Ding Fang Pian, and the Tang Dynasty Ancient Line is almost there for the time being.