This frightened Little Guizi. He stumbled and fell to the ground. He quickly knelt down. "Your Majesty, please calm down …"
However, Li Shimin ignored him. He leaned on the table and stared angrily in the direction of Sheng Zhou, as if he was thinking about something.
He had always regarded Feng Zi as one of the most important people by his side. This time, he had even mobilized troops to search for him.
As for Li Jing, as the Minister of War, he had never disappointed me. However, this time, this fellow had chased him all the way to Sheng Zhou and still hadn't seen him. This was ridiculous.
I thought so highly of him, but he couldn't even catch one person. What's the use?
If Feng Zi is in danger, what should I do?
However, on second thought, Yuchi Gong had also chased after Feng Zi. There should be news, right?
After thinking for a while, he suppressed the anger in his heart and read again.
"… Unexpectedly, I learned that the various Turkic tribes had been attacked by heavenly lightning. There were countless casualties …"
When he saw this, he suddenly trembled. His eyes suddenly widened. He even rubbed them, suspecting that he had seen wrongly. However, after reading it a few times, it was still the same words.
Finally, he could no longer contain the shock in his heart. He kept exclaiming, "The various Turkic tribes had been attacked by heavenly lightning? There were countless casualties? How is this possible? "
Xiao Guizi, who was crawling on the ground, seemed to have noticed something unusual. He quickly raised his head, only to see Li Shimin constantly crying out in alarm. His feet seemed to be somewhat unstable, and he was about to fall down the steps. He was so scared that he quickly got up, strode forward, hugged Li Shimin, and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, be careful."
Suddenly being hugged, Li Shimin steadied himself. However, his brain seemed to have suffered a great impact. He was a little dizzy. He shook his head hard and slowly woke up. Then, he looked at Little Guizi. "I'm fine. Help me sit down."
Hearing this, Little Guizi finally relaxed. He ignored the cold sweat on his head and quickly and carefully helped Li Shimin to sit on the dragon throne. Seeing that Li Shimin was fine, he said, "Your Majesty, don't be so agitated. Your health is important."
Li Shimin didn't answer Little Guizi because he was still immersed in shock and couldn't extricate himself.
The various Turkic tribes had been attacked by heavenly lightning? Countless casualties?
These words were like a brand that was deeply imprinted into his heart.
Heavenly Thunder? This was something that only the heavens could control, so why would it suddenly attack the Turkic camp?
This was completely illogical.
Moreover, even if the Turkic camp had been struck by lightning, how could there have been so many casualties?
The only possibility was that Li Jing had given a fake military order.
However, he quickly rejected this hypothesis.
He knew very well what kind of person Li Jing was. He was an upright person with strict discipline. It was absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing. Of course, he didn't dare to do it either.
However, all of this was too strange.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss. Li Shimin frowned.
Little Guizi seemed to notice that something was wrong and said softly, "Your Majesty, please don't worry about state affairs."
"What does a castrate like you know?"
Li Shimin glanced at Little Guizi with some dissatisfaction. "This is a huge matter for the Turks …"
Halfway through his words, he felt that something was wrong and immediately changed his tone, "Forget it, forget it. What's the use of saying so much to a eunuch like you?"
After that, he read the letter again.
"… This heavenly thunder incident is very strange. I suspect that it has something to do with Zhang Feng …"
Feng Zi?
Li Shimin frowned, somewhat puzzled.
Didn't I ask Li Jing to track down Feng Zi's traces?
How could the heavenly thunder have anything to do with Feng Zi?
Could it be that the heavenly thunder was summoned by Feng Zi?
It shouldn't be possible.
With doubts in his mind, he continued to read.
"… According to the survivors, a round object appeared in the sky that night, covering the sky and the moon. Then, countless things with sparks were thrown down, causing countless casualties in the Turkic camp. The specific number of casualties is unknown."
Li Shimin put down the letter and frowned even more.
This description was exactly the same as the thing in Chang 'an City.
In that case, it was Feng Zi.
However, why would this guy go to Sheng Zhou? And blow up the Turkic camp?
Could it be premeditated?
Whether it was premeditated or not, it was still a good thing for the Tang Dynasty.
However …
Now this guy should still be in Sheng Zhou. Would he be in danger?
Thinking of this, Li Shimin was a little uneasy. He glanced at Xiao Guizi and said seriously, "Immediately send someone to Sheng Zhou to pass on my order. You must let Li Jing find Zhang Feng and bring him back smoothly."
After that, he seemed to think of something and added, "In addition, tell Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Zhangsun Wuji, and others to come to see me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Xiao Guizi bowed and turned to walk out of the door.
After instructing everything, Li Shimin sat on the dragon throne again, picked up a cigarette from the desk, put it in his mouth, lit it, and slowly smoked.
At this time, he had mixed feelings.
On one hand, he was happy about the bombing of the Turkic camp, but on the other hand, he was worried about Zhang Feng's safety.
The Turkic people had always been a thorn in the heart of the Tang Dynasty. Almost every year, they would come to the Tang Dynasty to burn, kill, and loot. The people of the Tang Dynasty hated them to the bone, but they could do nothing because they lived in the grassland and could not be killed.
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