As the heavy snow stopped, Li Chengqian helped Li Shimin, who was limping, for a walk in the palace. The guards were all sent away from each other, and it seemed that they were the father and son left in the whole world.

Qin Hao said that paralyzed people should walk more and practice more. Although it is impossible to recover as before, if you persist, you still have hope of walking like a normal person. So no matter how busy or annoyed the government, Li Chengqian would take more than an hour out to support Li Shimin for a walk.

Only then did the father and son realize that the thirty years of father and son were the ones who said the most in their hearts this February.

"My father's body seems to be getting stronger, and your hands seem to be stronger again. Erchen thinks that it won't take long to get on the horse and bend the bow. Then Erchen will accompany you to hunt in Furong Garden."

Li Shimin smiled and said, "I know that my body is gone. I have no feeling in my left hand. I still have some strength to talk about it. But in the past two days, I have left faster than before."

Li Chengqian said: "Father Hong Fu Qitian will definitely be fine."

Li Shimin smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "The mage from Tianzhu told me that he could refine an immortal medicine that can be achieved in one year. Maybe... can this medicine save me?"

Li Chengqian endured it and endured it, but still couldn't help saying, "Father, that monk is a liar. Zhenheng told me that he could refine the things that monk refined, and even countless times better than the medicines he refined. However, this thing can only relieve the pain slightly, but it has great side effects. It will overdraw a person's energy and spirit and the remaining life span. Not only will it not live forever, but it will also cause irreparable damage to your body. He said, if you insist on refining, he can refine a little, but he repeatedly told you to be sure to restrain it. Only when the extreme pain is really unbearable, can you use it a little. If you practice and eat it like that monk, I'm afraid..."

Li Shimin was silent for a long time before he let out a breath and said, "It's better... let that monk try it."

He also knew that the elixir of immortality was nonsense, but he was really uncomfortable. Even if he had only one in ten thousand hope, he was willing to try it. Even if the result of the test was death, he would admit it.

Death may not be a pain for him, he is no longer afraid of death.

"Father!!"

"Okay, stop saying it. Since this is what Zhenheng said, I will be cautious."

"Since that's the case, should Zhenheng still refine medicine?"

Li Shimin shook his head and said, "No need. Since the side effects are so great, if I eat something and even die of eating, he will not be able to explain it. Just this monk, I will pay attention."

Li Chengqian had no choice but to give up. In fact, he also felt that it was too inappropriate to refine this medicine with side effects by Qin Hao.

"When talking about Zhenheng, how did he perform recently?"

"It's still the same, the business is handled in an orderly manner, and I rarely argue with the court officials. If there is any tricky matter, I handle it very beautifully, but it's a little softer. When the court is dispersed today, I even paid my respects to my uncle. Most of the current court officials gather behind my uncle."

Li Shimin seemed to have expected this and said: "Without Shangshu's Right Pushe, the power and responsibility of the Fu Ji is almost equivalent to that of Shangshu Ling. Chu Suiliang is also a confused person, and he is indeed Zhenheng's elder. Zhenheng is really not easy to fight for him. What are you going to do?"

"My son thought that the key should be the position of Shangshu's Right Pushe. Mr. thought that it would be better to let Zhenheng take this position as a part. In this way, he and his uncle should be able to balance it."

Li Shimin stopped hearing this, and angrily hit the ground with one hand leaning on a crutch, cursing: "Damn it! It's simply confused! You're just like this emperor? This is simply the most stupid move."

Li Chengqian had no choice but to say, "My son is still in his administration, so I would like to ask my father for advice."

"Zhengheng's ability is actually not inferior to the auxiliary machine. Do you think he has tolerated the auxiliary machine everywhere, so what is his intention?"

"This... I think he thinks he is younger than his uncle and is not in a hurry to argue with him for a while."

"Yes, that's right. If you let him get the right servant again, wouldn't this be equivalent to Xuanling? This can really compete with the auxiliary machine, but when one day the auxiliary machine leaves first, where can you go to find someone who can suppress Zhenheng? You are about the same age as Zhenheng. If you go ahead, can Xiang'er still suppress him? It's true that I value Fang Xuanling, but after all, Xuanling is nearly twenty years older than me."

Li Chengqian was silent when he heard this, smiling bitterly in his heart. He knew his own body and he would definitely not be able to withstand Qin Hao. How could he not understand such a simple truth? But what he was so afraid of was that he could not even withstand even Sun Wuji!

But this is definitely not something that Li Shimin said, otherwise, although he is doing a steady job in the throne now, Li Shimin can still replace him and a healthy son to replace him.

Of course, this is beneficial and correct for the Tang Dynasty, but people are selfish. After being the prince for so many years, how could he give up the position he has obtained to others? It is better for his son to succeed to the throne than for his younger brother to succeed to the throne.

"With my father's opinion, who is the right servant of the right servant?"

"Oh, there is nothing to do, it's not good for the years. In the past two years, the old ministers in the court left me one by one. It's really a bit unacceptable. Let Yu Zhining come to me. If you have any opinions from the disciples, they just ask me to tell me that he has been your teacher. No matter how domineering the auxiliary machine is, he has to give him some face. With him checking and balancing the auxiliary machine, Zhenheng should be able to withstand the matter."

Li Chengqian felt even more distressed when he heard this. Of course Yu Zhining could handle it, but he was already sixty this year, but how many years could he bear it? It would be fine if he died in front of him, but he was afraid of dying with him. At that time, Xiang'er would be really dangerous.

But there is really no better way at the moment.

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On the other side, Qin Hao took a huge broom and swept the snow on Wei Zheng's tombstone clean and spotless.

In this life, Li Chengqian became the crown prince and the emperor, so naturally there was no such thing as Li Shimin's monument. Seven years have passed, and Wei Zheng's monument has become a little old, and the traces of wind blowing on him cannot be erased.

Qin Hao sighed, took out some wine and meat from his backpack bag and visited them one by one, and knelt down with a thud and said no longer.

"Dad, you are here, I've been waiting for you for several days."

Qin Hao turned around, but it was Qin Xiaohao.

"You haven't left yet?"

"Prepare some things. If you don't come a few days later, I really should have left."

"Are you waiting for me here?"

"I know, if my father makes a decision in his heart, he will definitely come here. If I don't see you coming over, I won't be at ease even if I leave. What if our family is killed by Changsun Wuji, what should I do? If Li Chengqian really can't do it, it's not too easy for him to have a case of Fang Yiai under the eyes of the little emperor."

Qin Hao sighed and said, "I just miss my master. I have no other intentions. You are thinking too much."

"Why do you have to deceive yourself? In the 270-year history of the Tang Dynasty, except for the Zhenguan period, which dynasty was the chief prime minister who was not the Secretary of the Secretariat? There will be no Wei Zheng in this world. People all think that you are afraid of the Right Pushe of Shangshu. But only we father and son know that the victory and defeat between you and Changsun Wuji is not in Shangshu, but in the disciples."

Qin Hao closed his eyes in pain, ignored him, and kowtowed deeply into the snow pile, got up, kowtowed again, kowtowed again, kowtowed dozens of times in a row, and stopped after his head was broken, he held up the wine glass with his trembling hands, and said with a slight crying voice: "Master... I'm sorry, my disciple is for... protecting himself." ()
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