"Sister Changle, why hasn''t my brother-in-law heard from me yet?" Li Zhi said with a worried face in the Changle palace.


    For a month and a half after the decisive battle, no news came from the whole western expedition,


    Since Merton successfully predicted the Tiangou eclipse and defeated the Tuyuhun army by using the Tiangou eclipse, Merton immediately became the idol of Li Zhi and talked about his brother-in-law and brother-in-law all day.


    Princess Changle had a flash of worry in her eyes. She had never received a letter from Merton since the communication on the dog food day on the first day of May.


    Princess Changle shook her head and swept away her worries. She shook her head and said, "before Merton''s pursuit, she wrote that no news is the best news. At the moment, there is no news, indicating that they are safe and sound."


    "No news is the best news." Li Zhi''s eyes lit up and quickly wrote it down in his heart.


    This time, not only Li Zhi was anxious, but even the whole Chang''an city began to be anxious, and the people began to talk one after another.


    "The front line won''t be defeated!"


    "Fuyun burned the grassland and the horses didn''t eat. Shouldn''t he..."


    "It''s said that Tuyuhun has 800 miles of vast sea. Once you enter it, you can''t get out at all."


    ………………


    Rumors are flying in Chang''an City, people are in panic, and various versions of rumors are flying in disorder.


    "My poor son! If you die in the war, how can you make your mother live!" an old woman with gray hair was frightened and burst into tears.


    Even the families of many soldiers who went to war were the same. For fear that their son would die in the battle, the atmosphere of Chang''an city suddenly became impetuous.


    "Sell the newspaper! The latest Ink magazine is out."


    A newspaper boy''s voice sounded in Chang''an City and immediately focused everyone''s attention on the past. Newspapers are the most sensitive news, especially ink magazines. Mozi himself went deep into the prairie with the army, and there may be news from the front line.


    "Give me a copy!" a pedestrian did not hesitate to pay for a newspaper. Others followed suit. Everyone was concerned about the war of the western expedition. This issue of Ink magazine was particularly popular. Soon, the ink magazine in the hands of newsboys had been sold out.


    When they picked up the ink magazine, they saw the headline on the front page saying, "no news is the best news." and the signature was the ink family.


    When people thought this was the news from the front line of mojiazi, they found that it was a short paragraph, and it seemed to be a fragment of a letter.


    It is natural for everyone to know who mojiazi can write to, but no one thought that Princess Changle should publish the content of the letter in mokan.


    "No news is the best news!"


    The more people read, the more they feel at ease.


    Yes! How can we guess that the army has lost before the news comes?


    Once the army entered the prairie, there was no news, and it was normal not to reply for half a month. Moreover, since there was no news from the front line, there was naturally no bad news, and the army was naturally fine.


    For a moment, the whole Chang''an city suddenly settled down because of Merton''s words. The gossip of the whole Chang''an city was swept away.


    Hearing this, a soldier''s family, who had been crying all day, immediately wiped away their tears and got up to continue to be busy.


    "Eh, Aunt Liu, don''t you worry that your little son died in the war now." a passer-by joked.


    "Your son died in the war? My son is fighting with the army at the moment. He may return to the army another day and earn a high life for me?" Aunt Liu angrily scolded.


    For a moment, the families of the soldiers settled down one after another, and the fear was swept away.


    "Tell your majesty that people in Chang''an have settled down now." Li Junxian, the commander of the hundred cavalry, bowed down and reported.


    Li Shimin looked at the ink magazine in his hand in surprise and said, "you mean, the people of Chang''an City have settled down because of one word."


    Li Junxian nodded solemnly and said, "not only the people of Chang''an City, but also the humble position. Because there is no news from the front line, it is inevitable to think in a bad direction. However, since I saw this sentence, it is very strange and I can''t help thinking in a good direction."


    Li Shimin nodded sympathetically. There was no news from the army on the front line. As an emperor, he was more worried than anyone. Now when he saw this sentence, he couldn''t help but rejoice. No news was much better than bad news, and his worry was greatly reduced.


    He did not expect that the problem that he was helpless could be easily solved in his daughter''s hands. In order to help him, Changle even published the contents of his private letter. How can such intimate little cotton padded jacket not move Li Shimin.


    "However, although there was no news from the front-line army, there was good news from the wounded camp left behind." Li Junxian bowed.


    "Hmm?" Li Shimin suddenly said in his heart, "could it be..."


    Li Junxian nodded and said, "according to the news from the wounded barracks, 70% of the wounded soldiers have recovered under the treatment of the doctors'' children."


    Li Shimin immediately felt that happiness came too suddenly. In the past, the highest cure rate of wounded soldiers was only 30%. Now 70% of the wounded soldiers have recovered, that is, 7000 wounded soldiers have recovered, which is more than double the expected. And once these wounded soldiers are cured, they are all elite soldiers in a hundred battles, but they are the most valuable talents in the army.


    "What about the other 30% of the wounded soldiers?" Li Shimin was still dissatisfied.


    Li Junxian said with a heavy face: "half of the wounded soldiers have died, but the remaining 25% of the wounded soldiers have been stable. I''m afraid it will take some time to recover."


    The doctor really didn''t talk big. The cure rate was close to 90.5%. Li Shimin took a deep breath and became excited.


    "Immediately spread the good news to the whole Chang''an City, and provide the same pension for the dead and sacrificed soldiers." Li Shimin said.


    "Yes!"


    Li Junxian immediately took the order and left in a hurry. He believed that the news about the cure rate of the wounded camp would spread all over Chang''an City, and the hearts of the whole Chang''an City and even Datang would settle down.


    After Li Junxian left, Li Shimin immediately looked for the memorial about medical soldiers played by Li Jing. He didn''t even look at it and pressed the jade seal heavily.


    "Give it to the three provinces and six departments immediately, and strive for the shortest time to let doctors train their own medical soldiers in the army." Li Shimin shouted.


    Pound, who was on standby, immediately took over the memorial and handed it over.


    "90.5% cure rate!" Li Shimin arranged all this and was still excited. He often worked in the army. Naturally, he knew how much pension expenses could be saved by the sudden rise of doctors, how many elite soldiers could be added, and how many families could be reunited.


    "Doctor!" Li Shimin never paid more attention to the hundred schools of thought than this time. Before, Mohism had given him a lot of surprises, perhaps an example. Now, the sudden outbreak of doctors made him realize that he had ignored some of the most valuable wealth. The hundred schools of thought, not one or two, but the whole hundred schools of thought.


    Who knows if the next hundred doctrines will be the second Mohist or doctor.