In the eighteenth year of Zhenguan, Li Jue, who transmigrated and became the son of the废太子 (cancelled crown prince) Li Chengqian, secretly returned to the longed-for Chang'an from Qianzho...
Li Shiji's main strategy was to avoid offending anyone and then pass the buck to someone else.
When Cheng Yaojin heard Li Shiji call his name, he was so angry that he wanted to stand up and slap the guy twice.
This guy is so damn inhuman. He doesn't even know his own limitations. How could a roughneck like me dare to offer advice or strategies in front of such shrewd people?
"Your Majesty... Your humble servant... Your humble servant believes that Li Shiji's words are absolutely correct. Whether it is the eldest grandson, or Lord Ma and Lord Liu, what they said is all very good. In the end, it is Your Majesty's decision that shall prevail..."
Li Shimin nodded slightly upon hearing this, but just as he was about to make a decision, Changsun Wuji stepped forward again.
"Your Majesty, there is still one thing I do not understand!"
Li Shimin said somewhat impatiently upon hearing this.
"Is there something you don't understand?"
"Your Majesty, whether Goguryeo is divided into two parts or not, shouldn't our Tang Dynasty station troops there?"
Li Shimin replied matter-of-factly upon hearing this.
"yes!"
"If we don't station troops here, how can we prove that we have occupied Goguryeo?"
Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji smiled bitterly.
"Your Majesty, those who have been sent on this expedition are all from Guanzhong. They have been following Your Majesty in the campaign against Goguryeo for some time now. If we were to have them stationed here again, wouldn't Your Majesty be breaking your promise to the Tang army?"
"this……"
Upon hearing this, Li Shimin immediately hesitated.
Because the Tang Dynasty's military service had strict service periods, generally not exceeding one year.
But now more than half a year has passed, and if the soldiers are allowed to garrison Liaodong again, I really can't explain it to them.
What should we do?
Li Shimin was so worried that his hair was turning white. Just as he was stroking his beard in frustration, he suddenly saw Li Jue with a wicked grin on his face.
"Li Jue, do you have any ideas about what your uncle said?"
Li Jue smiled slightly upon hearing this.
What a coincidence!
"I have indeed considered this matter. I have three strategies here: the best, the middle, and the worst. I wonder which one you would like to hear, Grandfather?"
Li Shimin was so angry when he heard this that he cursed inwardly. He was having a hard time coming up with one solution, but this bastard had come up with three.
"Speak quickly!"
"If you dare to keep me in suspense again, I'll spank you until your butt is ripped off!"