The Great Tang: World Martial God

The holy will has been decided.

It's not a trivial matter that the prince's conquest is not a trivial matter.

The whole court became busy up and down.

In the barracks, the veterans began to count the barracks, and began to consider the team to go with the Tang king.

The generals with outstanding achievements in various battles and some brave and famous lieutenants were recruited.

The training camp is in full swing.

Tang Hao was wrapped in a cotton coat, standing on the school field in the cold wind.

In front of me, two thousand soldiers were shirtless, spraying white air, and a group of ten people carried a thick log and ran around the schoolyard.

Ta Ta Ta.

Amid the neat footsteps, the sweaty soldiers marched neatly and roared loud slogans.

Cheng Chu silently ran over with a single shirt, panting.

"Brother Tang, there is news from the palace that your majesty will conquer Tubo by himself."

There was a touch of worry in the words.

Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned slightly, his expression stern, and said solemnly.

"The imperial driver conquered Tubo?"

Cheng Chumo responded.

"The news has been released, and the entire court has already begun to dispatch troops."

After hearing this news, Tang Hao couldn't calm down for a long time.

It was less than three years since the last Songzhou battle.

While Datang was unfolding its power, Tubo chose to evade its edge and shook hands to make peace.

But now that the king of Tang's imperial conquest is personally conquered, is it really murderous?

In these few years, Tubo has long been different from what it used to be.

The plateau cavalry cannot be underestimated.

I'm afraid this battle will be stuck for a long time.

Of course, what disturbed Tang Hao was not the upcoming Tubo war, but the variables in the DPRK.

There is no owner in the harem, and the king of Tang expedition.

It is bound to make the people in the courtroom eager to become enthusiastic.

Tang Hao pursed his brows, looked at Cheng Chumo with sharper eyes, and said.

"Is there any progress on the prince falling from a horse?"

Facing the sudden turn, Cheng Chu silently stunned, recalled for a moment, said.

"I still don't have a clue, maybe this is just an accident."

Hearing this, Tang Hao's heart suddenly sank.

The Queen’s funeral coincided with the time when the harem had no owner, and the prince fell from a horse for no reason.

All of this is too coincidental, and the coincidence is so perfect.

In the dark, as if all this was arranged.

For the first time an unprecedented dignity appeared on Tang Hao's face, his chin rested on his hands, as if he was thinking about a big event.

If the prince fell on a horse, someone really did it deliberately.

Such a person can make such a precise and meticulous plan without leaving any traces.

The depth of the city makes people feel terrible!

This Tang King's expedition is undoubtedly a huge opportunity bestowed by heaven.

Seeing Tang Hao frowning and falling into deep thought, Cheng Chumo smiled jokingly and said.

"Brother Tang, maybe we really think too much."

Hearing Cheng Chumo's words, Tang Hao slowly stretched his brows and said.

"maybe."

However, after speaking these words, Tang Hao's anxiety did not diminish a little.

In the midst of it, Tang Hao had another feeling.

During the time when King Tang left Chang'an.

Chang'an will certainly not be peaceful.

...

East Palace.

After half a month of recuperation, the pain on the leg is not so obvious.

Li Chengqian's left hand was held tightly by the crown prince, and he jumped a few steps to come to the case.

After a few days of life in a cage, the resentment in Li Chengqian's heart became stronger and stronger.

At first, Tang Wang's reassuring words had been forgotten, and it turned into a strong anxiety and irritability.

Picking up the rice porridge, Li Chengqian took a sip, said.

"Where is the doctor?"

As soon as the voice fell, the imperial physician Hou at the door hurriedly walked in and stood in front of the long case.

Without waiting for the imperial doctor to bow, Li Chengqian waved his hand slightly and asked.

"Have you ever found the King of Medicine?"

Hearing this question, the emperor's heart sank, his head dropped lower, and he shivered.

"His Royal Highness... not yet..."

Before he finished speaking, a bowl of rice porridge suddenly flew and hit the two imperial doctors.

Bang.

The pottery bowl hit his forehead with a dull sound.

The warm rice porridge was poured into the imperial doctor.

"Waste things! If you can't cure illnesses, you can't find people. Are you in the lonely east palace?

An angry roar came from a few days before the case.

The gray-bearded imperial physician knelt down on the ground full of rice porridge with a ‘poot’, and responded in horror.

"His Royal Highness calms down, the minister... the minister has discussed the condition with many famous doctors, and indeed... there is no good way to do it."

"Hope your majesty will take a few days, and the minister... Chen will be the king of medicine, and... he will also be able to develop a good medicine for bones."

While talking, the leftovers on the imperial physician's sweaty forehead slowly fell to the ground along with the hair hanging down between his forehead.

The trembling figure looked through the desk and looked at the ankle wrapped in gauze, not daring to raise his head from beginning to end.

Above his head, he let out a cold snort, angrily said.

"Dog minion! In my opinion, you don't want to search as hard as you can."

"In other words, you are the spy sent by Li Tai who deliberately poisoned the lonely person!"

While speaking, the tone of voice suddenly increased, his voice and expression were sharp, and his roar was thunderous.

The figure leaning on the ground shook his whole body, an old cheek suddenly turned pale, suddenly raised his head, waved in horror, said.

"His Royal Highness, the minister is loyal, not a spy, not a spy."

The crown prince also changed her expression, and her bare hands holding Li Chengqian suddenly tightened, glanced around the hall, and said in a slight panic.

"His Royal Highness, Wei Wang is a virtuous brother of His Highness, please don't talk nonsense."

"This is... a head-off thing..."

Hearing this, Li Chengqian burst into laughter.

There was a hint of arrogance in the laughter, as if he didn't put this person in his eyes at all.

Seeing Li Chengqian who was laughing wildly, the princess and the imperial doctor lying on the ground were suddenly shocked.

In recent days, Li Chengqian's reaction seems to have returned to the beginning of his broken leg.

If something goes wrong, he will be furious.

Fighting against the servants in the mansion, he was not as calm and generous as before.

A moment later, a fierce light appeared in Li Chengqian's eyes, he patted his right leg, and said in a deep voice.

"Brother virtuous? Has this virtuous brother ever seen me once since I broke my leg?"

"Now I am instructed to write "The Records of the Land", to do what my father likes, and win his father's heart."

"He is not a lonely virtuous brother! A thief! He is a thief!"