Li Shimin died early at the age of 52, and the history books of the cause of death are embarrassed t

Mondo History Updated on 2024-01-29

Li Shimin, this resounding name, does it only stay in a few lines in the history book? Is this Tang Dynasty hero too simply defined by us as "the founder of the rule of Zhenguan"? However, when we dig deeper, we will find the thrilling story behind the founding emperor.

When Li Yuan looked at Li Shimin in his infancy, he had mixed feelings in his heart. This newborn child is the hope of the entire Li family, and it is also the heir to the foundation of the Tang Dynasty. However, he looked at the child's sick face and frowned worriedly—Li Shisheng was born with a weak constitution and suffered from asthma and other diseases for many years, and fate seemed to be playing a joke on this baby.

Li Yuan invited the best imperial doctor for Li Shimin and built a Buddhist temple, hoping that the child would be healthy. Li Shimin also lived up to his father's hard work, trained his body hard, and tried hard to change his physique.

However, his fragile frame doomed him to a tough workout. The sight of Li Shimin falling down in training happened from time to time, but he never gave up.

The Tang Dynasty, which had been established with great difficulty, was still in a turbulent period, and the Turks on the border were often intruded. Li Shimin, who was only a teenager, followed his father to fight and contributed to the defense of the country. However, the blood and fire of the battlefield were tantamount to torture on his fragile body. The dust in the air would have made him breathless, but he still gritted his teeth to support him, just to protect his unwavering loyalty to his country.

In front of the Xuanwu Gate, Li Shimin stared at his brother who had been pierced with his own hands. Blood poured out of Li Jiancheng's body, and his arrogant eyes gradually dimmed. Li Shimin felt a dazed and trance in his heart - he killed his brother born from the same mother for the sake of power.

At this moment, the seeds of the demons quietly took root. Li Shimin understands that this incident will accompany him for the rest of his life and become his eternal nightmare. He must do everything in his power to govern the country and prove in his power that taking the throne is the right choice, or guilt will consume him.

In order to get rid of the hidden pain, Li Shimin devoted himself to managing state affairs. He was always wary of the fact that he could not repeat the mistakes of the corrupt emperors of the past dynasties, and that he must carry forward the principles of his ancestors in governing the country and establish a peaceful and prosperous era of governing the world and the people. Li Shimin turned his desire for power into the driving force for governance, and did his best to reform maladministration. With his efforts, Datang gradually moved towards glory. However, the guilt and pain in his heart did not lessen in the slightest.

The envoy who fled from the northeast turned pale and knelt down in front of Li Shimin to tell the bad news. Goguryeo dared to attack and kill my envoy of the Tang Dynasty this time, which is a blatant declaration of war and an insult to our country!

Li Shimin's eyes sank. Over the years, Goguryeo has repeatedly invaded the border, and this time it has touched his counterscales. As a monarch, tolerating such blatant humiliation is simply a dereliction of duty to the world!

Early the next morning, Li Shimin officially announced his plan to go to Goguryeo. All the soldiers were in high spirits and asked for their orders to go on the expedition. However, the hardships of the expedition left everyone unprepared. Goguryeo was bitterly cold in all seasons, and there were many traps and ambushes. Our army marched hard in the cold wind, as if it were in a hell of ice and snow.

Li Shimin has always taken the lead and endured pain with the soldiers. But the body that has been weak for many years can hardly endure such torture after all. During a bloody battle, an enemy poisoned arrow was shot into his calf. The moment the severe pain hit, Li Shimin only felt that his mind was blank.

I can't fall, I can't show weakness in front of my subordinates! Li Shimin gritted his teeth and endured the pain, supporting himself to stand up. His old subordinate Qin Qiong saw it in his eyes, and his heart was filled with indescribable sourness - the frail young man many years ago had transformed into the high-spirited king he was now, but he still hid his pain and had peace of mind to protect his subjects.

On the way back to the DPRK after the army broke the siege, after Li Shimin's calf wound healed, he began to develop malignant ulcers. Due to the medical conditions at the time, there was no cure for this poisonous sore, and it eroded his body day after day.

Li Shimin did not tell anyone about his injuries, because he knew that what the army needed at this moment was a firm commander, not a sick and weak general. This kind of strong support made him spend every day in pain, but he still straightened his back and waited for the day when the sore would heal on its own.

However, the harsh reality did not turn out as he wished. Li Shimin, who was originally recuperating, suddenly heard that the Goguryeo army had come again! At this time, he was already dying, but this crisis related to the survival of the nation made his heart boil again. He ordered the medical officer to give himself a secret recipe called a mad drug, in order to support this dying body to rush to the front again!

However, after all, he still underestimated the terrifying power of this medicine. Just as he was struggling to get on his horse, a sudden pain almost pinned him to the ground. Li Shimin's face began to turn pale, and cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, but he still walked towards his mount step by step. I can't fall! Never! Even if this body is broken, I will serve the world until the last moment!

But he didn't get on the horse after all. At the last step, Li Shimin's body softened and smashed to the ground. And the faithful horse hung its head silently, as if grieving the misfortune of his master. Li Shimin just let the darkness engulf his consciousness, and Qin Qiong and other old subordinates also arrived as soon as possible and held his hand tightly.

Li Shimin sat quietly outside the Tai Hospital, his eyes full of worry. Behind the curtain in the middle, the eldest grandson queen is battling the disease. She, a calm and intelligent woman, is the softest place in Li Shimin's heart. But now, she is fighting against death, which makes Li Shimin's heart like a knife.

Your Majesty, the Empress is in critical condition. The imperial doctor pushed the door and walked out, and reported to him with a solemn face, "I'm afraid it's irreparable." Li Shimin only felt that the world was spinning. Barely on his feet, he took the medicine tray from the Imperial Doctor's hand and staggered open the door. Empress Eldest Sun was already dying, but the moment she saw him, she barely smiled. "You're here. She spat out the words softly, and was speechless. Li Shimin felt tears slip uncontrollably from his eyes. He gently held his wife's hand and wiped the cold sweat for her. But he knew it was too late, and death was about to take the person he loved most.

A day later, a white banner was hung in front of the curtain of the eldest grandson, representing the bad news that she had passed away. Li Shimin stood numbly in the rain, letting the cold rain drench his dragon robe. His heart was as dead as if it were dead, and tears had flowed out, replaced by endless sorrow.

He lost the most dear love of his life, and this grief will not pass with the rain, but firmly entrenched in his heart. Perhaps this pain will accompany him for the rest of his life, until the day when he is reunited with the eldest grandson empress.

Li Shimin leaned on the recliner and looked tired. As the years passed, his body became weaker and weaker, but the worries in his heart did not diminish in the slightest. The prince's conspiracies and calculations for the throne came and went, which made him feel annoyed and disappointed.

Li Chengqian, the eldest son he once trusted and loved, gradually lost his royal qualities in the wine and playfulness. Li Shimin often sits alone in the middle of the night, nostalgic for the past when he played with his son. Now, this once innocent and happy child has become a stranger, and he has gradually lost his majesty as a father.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh. He once tried his best to win the world and stood at the highest point of power, but he still couldn't control the fate of his relatives. The princes' eyes are full of ambition rather than justice and loyalty; The trauma of the queen's death has not been healed to this day. Power brings not only glory and dignity, but also the heart disease of inability.

There is nothing in this world that can please him and fill the emptiness in his heart. Li Shimin began to indulge in wine, hoping to find relief in a moment of happiness. But in the dead of night, guilt and sorrow still welled up in my heart. He looked out the window at the moon and stars, silent and clear, as if mocking all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the world.

At the moment of Li Shimin's death, the white horse sleeping beside him let out a wail. It knelt in front of Li Shimin, and the breath that erupted from its nostrils brushed his cold face. The horse seemed to be bidding farewell to its old master, and it was like leading his soul away from the world and running to heaven.

Li Shimin's great cause of sacrificing his life to serve the country and ruling the world wisely will forever be recorded in the annals of history, but his life is not as complete and harmonious as in the storybook. His fragile body and heavy inner pain tormented him at the same time, and finally took half of his life. Power did not save him from the blows of the world and the tricks of fate, and even stirred up more violent waves in his heart.

After all, it is difficult for us to fully understand the mental journey of this founding father. But hopefully, this thrilling story will make readers understand that great emperors also have a weak and painful side. We should not reduce them to a few lines in a history book, but cherish the beauty of their little-known humanity.

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