Li Zhi happily held little Li Hong in his arms and showed him off to Wang Zheng, "Look, this fat boy weighs 18 kilograms at only two months old. Are you jealous, Chief Steward?"

Wang Zheng cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. I'd better forget it. Raising a son and a daughter is enough for me."

"Tsk, boring."

Li Zhi looked unhappy, then sighed and said, "As the saying goes, having many children and grandchildren brings blessings. Why doesn't the chief steward want more offspring?"

At first, Li Zhi thought that there was something wrong with Luo Xiaomei, and suggested selecting some beautiful women for Wang Zheng. Later, Wang Zheng showed Li Zhi the knowledge of contraception in the encyclopedia. Only then did Li Zhi realize that Wang Zheng deliberately did not want to have children.

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, my parents are all here, my brothers and sisters are all here, my husband and wife are in harmony, and I have both sons and daughters. This is already a blessing. Your Majesty, I am very content."

"He who is content is always happy." Li Zhi said with a cheerful smile: "How about I give you the title of Duke of Changle?"

After listening to Wang Zheng's explanation, Qibi Ming fell silent. After pondering for a moment, he asked the imperial physician, "Can His Majesty be revived? Will there be any impact?"

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Qibi Ming pondered for a moment, then filled Li Zhi's glass with wine and said to Wang Zheng, "Please drink the wine in your glass, and try the food on the table."

When Li Shimin died, he was even willing to be buried with his father.

Qibi Ming was slightly relieved, but he still arranged two imperial guards to stand behind Wang Zheng.

Wu Zetian smiled and said, "Just send two people to monitor. With the ability of the chief steward, two people can have the same effect as two thousand people. Don't make people panic, or some guys will think that the opportunity has come."

The Khitan clan later took it as their responsibility to guard Qianling Mausoleum, and they remained committed to it despite the changes of dynasties for many years.

Li Zhi curled his lips, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. As a result, more blood spurted out immediately, and the extra blood was brighter than the wine.

Qibi Ming asked directly: "Are there any signs of poisoning?"

Wu Zetian nodded, looked at Qibi Ming and said, "Protect the emperor and return to the palace."

The first to come were the imperial doctors, led by the Imperial Physician Commander. There were five of them. After they checked Li Zhi's pulse, the Imperial Physician Commander said to Qibi Ming and Wang Zheng, "Your life is safe, but your pulse is too fast."

The imperial guards guarding outside broke in and were shocked when they saw Li Zhi's condition, but they did as Wang Zheng said.

The tombs of emperors from all dynasties can be said to be areas that are most susceptible to tomb robbery, but the fact that Qianling Mausoleum has stood for more than a thousand years and is still well preserved is largely due to the contribution of the Khitan clan.

This was just a joke between the king and his subjects. Wang Zheng cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank your Majesty."

It can be said that Li Zhi's trust and preferential treatment of the Khitan clan received the best reward.

Wang Zheng nodded, sighed, and did as he was told under Qibi Ming's supervision.

When the Mongols invaded, in order to protect Qianling Mausoleum, the descendants gathered 2,000 laborers from the village to fight the Mongol army in Tucheng for nearly a year, killing more than 10,000 enemies.

Qibi Ming pondered for a moment, bowed and said, "I obey your order."

The Mongols were running out of troops, so they swore under the city walls that they would not take the soil from Qianling Mausoleum and only wanted to pass through. Since then, Qianling Mausoleum has never been affected by wars.

Then Wu Zetian took Little Li Hong from Wang Zheng and said to him, "The steward should stay in the courtyard for the next few days."

Qibi Ming waved to his imperial guards, then personally carried Li Zhi out of the yard. After putting Li Zhi on the carriage, Qibi Ming arranged for the imperial guards to guard the fifth courtyard.

Li Zhi's health was not good to begin with, but because of Wang Zheng's existence, he moved to the Daming Palace earlier. With the care of the great witch, his health had improved a little.

Although Wang Zheng had known that this day would come, he did not expect it to come so soon.

The commander of the imperial guards, Qibi Ming, checked on Li Zhi and found that he was unconscious. He asked Wang Zheng coldly, "Counselor, please tell me what happened?"

Therefore, Wang Zheng also had enough patience to deal with the great commander Qibi Ming.

Wang Zheng held Li Hong in his arms and comforted him, then smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty must be ill. We'll have to wait for the queen and the imperial physician to come and see the details. Commander-in-Chief, rest assured, I'll stay here with you guys."

Qibi Ming was furious and asked sternly, "You can't even tell whether someone is poisoned or not. How can you be the imperial physician?"

Wang Zheng sighed and explained to Qibi Ming: "There are many definitions of poisoning. Depending on the different symptoms, sometimes tonics or ordinary food can also cause harm to people. So when the commander-in-chief asked this question, the imperial physician could only answer that he didn't know."

“It’s boring.”

Wu Zetian came hurriedly and said, "In that case, take His Majesty back to the palace to rest first. You can go with the Imperial Doctors to serve."

"Here they come." Wang Zheng sighed, and quickly reached out to support Li Zhi who was falling backwards. He also picked up Li Hong and shouted to the outside: "Come here, call the imperial physician and the witch doctor, and send someone to notify the queen."

After going out for a while, I felt more energetic. After I came back, I kept taking Cistanche to nourish my body. Now I finally got sick again. I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to recover this time.

The Imperial Physician looked at Wang Zheng and said hesitantly, "I cannot guarantee it."

Qibi Ming was the eldest son of Qibi Heli. This foreign general was extremely loyal to the Tang Dynasty. During the Zhenguan period, he was betrayed by his own people and captured by the Xueyantuo tribe. He cut off his own ears to swear his loyalty to the Tang Dynasty.

Wang Zheng bowed and said, "I obey your order."

Looking at the people leaving, Luo Xiaomei grabbed Wang Zheng's arm and shouted worriedly, "Brother."

Wang Zheng gently patted Luo Xiaomei's hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's okay. I'm not worried about His Majesty's safety. Although I don't know what will happen to him in the future, there will definitely be no big problems for the time being. I'm more worried that some people will take advantage of the opportunity."

When the emperor is seriously ill, his ministers will become more worried. The ministers' unusual actions will also intensify the emperor's suspicion. Once these interactions occur, there will be no peaceful days.

It's a pity that Wang Zheng couldn't stop him. As the saying goes, misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven. Li Zhi wanted to do this himself, and no one could stop him.

Half an hour later, Wu Yi, Li Cheng and Liu Zheng all rushed over. Wang Zheng simply sent them back without any other instructions, asking them to behave themselves.