In the laboratory of Princess Changle's mansion, the little princess and Li Lizhi were immersed in a pile of complicated instruments and test tubes, their expressions focused and serious.
Various medical books and notes were scattered around them, and it was obvious that they had been busy on this matter for a long time.
Li Shimin walked into the laboratory quietly, fearing to disturb them.
But when he appeared at the door, the little princess and Li Lizhi immediately noticed his arrival.
"Aye!" the little princess exclaimed in surprise, and quickly put down the work in her hands and came forward.
Li Lizhi followed closely behind and saluted Li Shimin.
Li Shimin smiled and nodded, his eyes moving back and forth between the little princess and Li Lizhi, finally landing on the little princess.
"Sizi, yeah, I heard your mother say that your Gao Ming can be cured through genetic replication. Is this true?"
Upon hearing this, the little princess nodded and shook her head, which immediately confused Li Shimin.
Thinking of his previous speculation, he couldn't help but continue, "Sizi, you are not going to create an identical person to replace your brother, are you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Lizhi and the little princess were shocked and stunned. They did not expect that Li Shimin's thinking was so wild.
After a moment, the little princess shook her head and said, "Aye, don't misunderstand me.
Sizi is not trying to create a complete replacement for the Crown Prince, but rather wants to find a way to heal his leg injury through genetic research."
The little princess took a deep breath and explained her plan in detail to Li Shimin:
"Aye, Sizi has been studying genetics lately and has discovered that by extracting and analyzing specific genes, we can learn a lot about the structure and function of the human body."
"Once we thoroughly study the genes through experiments, we might be able to directly replicate Big Brother's left leg and then reattach it. The principle is very simple."
The little princess spoke lightly, but Li Shimin's eyes lit up when he heard it.
If a leg is broken, just make a replica and reattach it. What's the difference between this and the magic of a god?
As Li Shimin listened to the little princess's explanation, he felt an irrepressible excitement in his heart.
He didn't expect that genetic science had such magical power that it could solve problems that even imperial doctors were helpless to solve.
"Sizi, your idea is really... amazing!" Li Shimin couldn't help but admire.
His eyes sparkled with curiosity and yearning for unknown technology. "Is this genetic replication really possible?"
Seeing that Li Shimin was so interested, the little princess felt more confident.
She nodded seriously: "Aye, Sizi can't guarantee success.
But we have done some preliminary experiments to prove that this direction is feasible.
As long as we continue to study in depth, I believe that one day it will be possible.”
When Li Shimin heard this, a surge of heroic ambition surged in his heart.
He knew very well that the Tang Dynasty was in an era of change and the power of science and technology was gradually emerging.
The little princess's plan undoubtedly opened up a new path for the medical and technological progress of the Tang Dynasty.
So, he nodded in agreement and said, "In that case, let's take action immediately.
First settle your aunt down, and then start the experiment immediately!"
The so-called settling naturally refers to taking Princess Pingyang Zhao's body out of the existing tomb and properly placing it in the precious thousand-year-old ice coffin.
Then the ice coffin was carefully moved to the underground palace that had been prepared in Qingyun Sect.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of this process, the preliminary work has already been carried out in full swing and everything is prepared in an orderly manner.
Three days later, it was the middle of winter, with heavy snow falling and the whole place covered in white.
Li Shimin led the elite soldiers of the Royal Firearms Battalion, as well as the little princesses Li Sizi and Li Lizhi, into the quiet valley where Princess Pingyang Zhao's tomb was located.
The valley is surrounded by mountains and towering ancient trees, covered with thick snow, which makes it even more solemn.
The sun occasionally penetrates the dense clouds and dapples the ground, adding a touch of mystery and solemnity to this ancient and solemn cemetery.
Li Shimin was wearing a heavy cloak, holding a horse whip, and walking steadily at the front of the team.
His eyes were firm and deep, revealing an aura of majesty without even being angry.
The little princess and Li Lizhi followed closely behind. They were also wearing thick winter clothes, their faces filled with determination and expectation.
The elite soldiers of the Royal Firearms Battalion lined up in neat rows and marched in unison. They held spears in hand, wore armor, and took firm steps on the snow.
Their arrival added a solemn atmosphere to this quiet valley.
As everyone went deeper into the cemetery, a majestic stone gate gradually came into view.
The stone gate is carved with intricate and exquisite patterns, with dragons and phoenixes dancing and auspicious clouds swirling, which appear more vivid and lifelike against the backdrop of snowflakes.
On both sides of the stone gate stand two huge stone lions, majestically guarding the entrance to the cemetery, as if even time cannot erode their majesty.
The little princess walked forward, gently blew away the snow on the stone gate, then reached out to touch the carvings on the stone gate, her eyes flashing with admiration and nostalgia.
She knew that behind this stone gate was the resting place of her beloved aunt, Princess Pingyang Zhao.
Li Shimin also walked forward. He stared at the stone gate, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
He said softly, "Sister, Erlang is here.
Erlang will transfer you to a safer and more comfortable place so that you can rest in peace."
After saying that, he gently pushed the stone door.
Following a dull and long sound, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a deep corridor leading to the tomb.
There are eternal lamps lit on both sides of the corridor, and the faint light sways in the darkness, adding a bit of mystery to this ancient and solemn cemetery.
Everyone carefully walked along the corridor carrying the thousand-year-old ice coffin that had been prepared long ago. Their steps were light and firm, and soon they arrived at the tomb chamber.
The interior of the tomb is spacious, with a huge sarcophagus in the center, which is carved with exquisite patterns.
The auspicious dragon and phoenix, and the auspicious clouds are swirling, as if telling the legendary life of the tomb owner.
Following Li Shimin's order, Li Junxian and the guards stepped forward and gently opened the lid of the sarcophagus.
Princess Pingyang Zhao was seen lying quietly in the sarcophagus, with a beautiful face and a peaceful expression, as if she was just asleep.
Her body was covered with a thin layer of silk embroidered with delicate patterns, highlighting her nobility and elegance.
Even after years, one can still feel that calmness and indifference.
The little princess and Li Lizhi looked at their aunt's remains, and a deep respect and nostalgia welled up in their hearts.
They knew that this great woman had made great military achievements for the Tang Dynasty, but now she was buried here, which was a pity.
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