Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

Seeing that His Majesty had really arrived, tears of excitement instantly welled up on the faces of the people who were full of anticipation.

Their eyes were filled with awe and affection, and they knelt on the ground involuntarily. The scene was like surging waves, one after another, endlessly.

"Long live His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's anthracite has helped us get through the winter!"

"You saved my whole family's lives!"

Shouts rose one after another, echoing in the air, as if wanting to express all the gratitude and respect of the past few days to the monarch in front of them.

Seeing this, Li Chengqian hurriedly walked towards the crowd, reached out and helped up the old man closest to him.

Then, he raised his voice and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, don't kneel! Stand up and speak!"

However, the crowd was so noisy that his voice was quickly drowned out by the clamor.

Qin Biwu was quick-witted and immediately ordered the Jinyiwei behind him to wave the command flag.

In an instant, the well-trained army shouted in unison, the voice resounding like a tidal wave: "Your Majesty has decreed! The people do not need to kneel!"

"Your Majesty has decreed that the people are exempt from kneeling!"

……

This loud shout was like a surging wave, quickly spreading to all directions. It was so loud that even people in Beizhou City could hear it clearly.

……

"Your Majesty! My son is an unfilial son!"

An old man cried with a trembling voice, his face full of sorrow.

"He has brought disgrace upon our family. Your Majesty, please deal with him as you will!"

"Why not do something else but become a traitor?"

"It's a disgrace to my family!"

Li Chengqian looked in the direction the old man pointed and saw a young soldier.

Looked at it carefully.

This child looks like an old man's late-born son. Although he is a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, the childishness on his face has not yet faded.

He is about the same age as Qin Ruzhao and Zhang Xianhuai.

Li Chengqian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a gentle smile, he reached out and gently touched the child's head.

The child was originally filled with fear and anxiety, but now his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that His Majesty would touch his head.

With Li Chengqian's comfort, the grievances and guilt in his heart burst out, and tears flowed involuntarily.

Li Chengqian looked around with a solemn and dignified expression, and said in a loud voice: "They are not traitors, they are all heroes of our Tang Dynasty."

"Everyone performed their duties conscientiously and carried out the court's orders without asking why."

"You all did a great job. You are the future of our Tang Dynasty!"

"It's not them who are wrong, it's those who use them as knives who are wrong."

After saying that, he turned to look at the child, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Child, go and hug your Aye!"

"Don't blame him, he worries about you more than anyone else."

Hearing Li Chengqian's words, the child seemed to have received a pardon. He rushed to his old father, hugged him tightly, and burst into tears in his arms.

Yes, there are no born heroes of the Tang Dynasty. They are just the apple of their parents’ eyes.

……

In Beizhou City, Cui Jingming stood quietly in the courtyard, listening to the shouts coming from outside.

His face was calm, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

The real ruler of the world is outside, and he knows it better than anyone else.

That man holds what he has always dreamed of - the hearts and minds of the people.

There is an old saying: He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world, but why are there always people in the world who turn a deaf ear to this and do not take it seriously?

……

"Lord Cui, we only have 18,000 soldiers left."

Li Tong reported with a dejected look and a depressed look.

Cui Jingming nodded slightly, a relieved smile on his face.

"Good, that's great! Even at this desperate moment, there are still 18,000 soldiers willing to follow us!"

"In this way, I, Cui Jingming, don't seem so useless after all."

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "How many disciples of aristocratic families are there among these 18,000 soldiers?"

Li Tong was stunned by this sudden question and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He just stood there blankly without saying a word.

Cui Jingming frowned slightly, turned his head and stared at him closely.

"Why don't you speak?"

Li Tong took a deep breath and replied with a stiff upper lip, "Reporting to Lord Cui, the disciples of the aristocratic families have all fled the city along with the common people. Now the only aristocratic families left in the city are the heads of the various families in the Cui Mansion who are being entertained by you, Lord Cui!"

Hearing Li Tong's words, Cui Jingming was stunned at first, then he raised his head and laughed, his laughter full of contempt.

"So those who are left behind are all the people's children?"

He stopped laughing and asked.

Li Tong nodded silently.

"Those who remain are all followers of Lord Cui, and they have all received your kindness."

"They are all the followers and servants of my Cui family and other families, or the generals we promoted."

“But no one is a disciple of aristocratic family.”

"I see."

Cui Jingming's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

"Now, I give you one last order."

"Bring your men and make all the noble families in the Cui Mansion commit suicide to show their loyalty."

"If there are those who refuse to die for their chastity, you should help them look good."

"As for the elders of my Cui family, tell them that our Cui family is dead. If they still have any backbone left, they should bang their heads against the wall and die as an apology!"

"Write down all the hidden locations of wealth accumulated by other noble families that we have collected over the years and place them on the table in the main hall of Cui Mansion."

"As for those who ran away, they can't escape. Li Chengqian will not let them go."

After saying this, he straightened his clothes and walked with firm steps.

"I'm going to the army."

The back figure looked extremely lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Cui Jingming could not have imagined that the one who did not leave him with a trace of dignity in the end was actually his own people.

In that case, he didn't plan to make a final attempt.

Aristocratic families don't need to be respectable anymore, as long as Cui Jingming is respectable!

He wants all 18,000 people to survive!