Li Chengqian not only called the tailors in the surrounding counties, but also the doctors in the counties.
And Li Chengqian himself was busy working in the wounded barracks for more than ten days without clothes.
If you are really sleepy, just lean on the tent and rest for a while.
But every time he heard the soldiers around him wail in pain, he would wake up immediately.
Perhaps because of Li Chengqian's words, or perhaps because of Li Chengqian's efforts, many seriously injured soldiers persisted.
They knew that their Highness did not want them to die.
They knew that their Highness did not want any of them to die in front of him.
…
That's it, one month later.
Finally, a messenger came back from the front line.
"Liang Luoren killed Liang Shidu and surrendered the whole city. Our army has won, our army has won!"
"Liang Luoren killed Liang Shidu and surrendered the whole city. Our army has won, our army has won!"
"Liang Luoren killed Liang Shidu and surrendered the whole city. Our army has won, our army has won!"
Hearing this shout, Li Chengqian emerged from the wounded barracks: "Really won?"
The messenger beamed with joy: "Yes, Your Highness, our army has won and our army has regained the lost ground!"
Li Chengqian breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally no one needed to die.
Finally, no more wounded soldiers will be sent...
But when he breathed a sigh of relief, the last tense nerve was also broken, and Li Chengqian suddenly fell on the body of the messenger...
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
Li Chengqian only saw the mouth of the messenger opening and closing, but could not hear what he was saying at all.
The next moment, his eyes closed.
…
It is now the second year of Zhenguan.
Li Chengqian is nine years old.
But at the age of nine, he had already been taking care of the wounded soldiers in the wounded soldiers camp for a month without taking any clothes off.
When Li Shimin came back and saw him, his already thin body had lost all appearance.
This time, Li Shimin was really panicked. Li Shimin grabbed the military doctor by the collar and asked hurriedly: "How is he?"
Seeing that Li Shimin was anxious, the military doctor did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly explained: "Your Highness is still young, and he was a little frightened when he saw such a thrilling scene."
"And I was too tired these days, so I fell asleep. It will take some time to recover and I will be fine."
After hearing this, Li Shimin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If something really happened to Li Chengqian, Li Shimin would have to blame himself to death.
He also secretly blamed himself for being too impatient and rushing to take Li Chengqian to the battlefield for training before he could reach the crown.
Li Shimin sighed: "The war here is over. Wuji knows the rules. You go pack your bags and return to Beijing immediately."
Changsun Wuji and Cheng Yaojin nodded in agreement and went down to pack their bags.
Li Shimin, on the other hand, gently stroked Li Chengqian's thin face, feeling extremely distressed.
"It's all dad's fault, it's all dad's fault, you can't just sleep through it..."
When Changsun Wuji and Cheng Yaojin packed their bags and came out, the carriage was ready.
Soft mattresses have been laid out in the carriage, and tarpaulins have been pasted on the wooden walls of the carriage.
A small stove was placed in the corner, keeping the entire carriage warm.
Li Shimin hugged Li Chengqian and put him on the carriage.
When he turned back, he saw a group of wounded soldiers coming out of the barracks one after another.
These people all stared at themselves with solemn expressions.
When he looked carefully, Li Shimin clearly discovered that these looks were not only for him, but also for Li Chengqian on the carriage.
Li Shimin grinned: "It's okay."
"You all go back. You can recover from your injuries. Don't let his efforts go to waste."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty will have a good life, and we are all fine!"
As the first wounded soldier shouted these words, the rest of the soldiers,
They all started shouting together.
For a moment, Li Shimin felt a strong sense of pride in his heart. This pride was for Li Chengqian.
This is his Li Shimin's son.
He, Li Shimin, could scare away the Northern Desert Turk cavalry with his own name.
Why couldn't Li Shimin's son be sent away with thousands of wounded soldiers?
Li Shimin finally just waved his hand and said: "Let's go."
Immediately, the carriage gradually drove away under everyone's gaze.
…
In this war, Datang could not be said to have achieved a complete victory.
From the beginning when the Tang army surrounded Shuofang, the Turks did not dare to rescue them, and then when the food in Shuofang City ran out, Liang Luoren killed the entire Liang division and surrendered.
The war took only two months from start to finish.
But people all over the world only remember that the Tang Dynasty won.
But perhaps not many people remember that in this war, two thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty lost their arms and legs, five thousand soldiers were bloody on the battlefield, and even fifteen hundred soldiers died on the battlefield...
In a few hundred years, there may not even be this statistic...
…
When Li Chengqian opened his eyes.
They have arrived in Jinyang.
Li Chengqian glanced inside the car. Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji, and Cheng Yaojin were all there.
And when he opened his eyes, he heard Cheng Yaojin whirring: "Hey, Your Majesty, Your Highness is awake."
Li Shimin looked back at Li Chengqian.
It was still such a casual glance, it seemed no different from usual.
But Li Chengqian felt an obvious difference.
Li Shimin's eyes were majestic before.
But this time Li Shimin looked at him very tenderly.
Are you dreaming?
Li Chengqian rolled his eyes suspiciously.
Li Shimin didn't give him a chance to fall asleep again, and handed him a paper bag: "Hey, I've kept the pheasant meat for you."
Pheasant meat? Li Chengqian opened it and saw that there were two large chicken drumsticks inside the paper bag.
After touching it, the chicken legs still felt a little warm.
He raised his head and glanced at Li Shimin's oily hands and his clothes with large oil stains on them.
Anyone who is not blind can see that Li Shimin took it out of his arms.
My old father, in order to keep his food warm, kept the greasy chicken legs in his arms to warm them.
It is absolutely impossible to say that Li Chengqian was not moved.
Li Chengqian opened his mouth and took a big bite, but he choked and rolled his eyes.
Cheng Yaojin quickly handed over the kettle, and Li Chengqian drank it in one gulp, which made him feel much better.
"Your Highness, eat slowly so you don't choke."
Cheng Yaojin smiled and helped Li Chengqian calm down.
Why is something so wrong with him?
Li Chengqian rolled his eyes again: "Uncle Cheng, I'm not collecting debts from you, so why should I whisper..."
The previous Cheng Yaojin was rough and heroic.
But now she is as gentle as a big girl, which really makes Li Chengqian very uncomfortable.
"Your Highness, why do I, Old Cheng, speak so softly?"
Cheng Yaojin suddenly changed his face and said, "Isn't it because I saw you sleeping for several days and was afraid of scaring you?"
"Well, this is quite comfortable."
Li Chengqian was biting the chicken leg while laughing and bickering with Cheng Yaojin.
Seeing that this guy could eat, drink, and quarrel with Cheng Yaojin, Li Shimin felt relieved.
If Li Chengqian disappeared, Li Shimin really couldn't imagine how much less fun his life would be.
Li Chengqian is naughty and disobedient, but isn't this what a child should have?
When a father beats his son and the son runs away, isn't it also a kind of love between father and son?
During this trip, Li Shimin actually fell in love with taking care of Li Chengqian.
If Li Chengqian knew his inner thoughts, he would probably have to say something.
"Oh my dad, you actually have a hobby of being a baby daddy?"