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

In this vast world, no matter which dynasty or era, or which land, if there is someone who is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and dares to say that a person who is not an emperor actually has the appearance of a real dragon, such outrageous remarks, once heard by others, will inevitably bring about fatal disaster no matter where and when he is, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his entire clan will be implicated.

That is a blatant blasphemy against imperial power and is unacceptable to the world.

At this moment, in this underground palace, at the headquarters of the Shadow Secret Guard, when Zhang Xuanwei blurted out "The Marshal is the true dragon!", everyone's reaction was truly surprising.

Everyone seemed to be exceptionally calm, and what Zhang Xuanwei said did not stir up too much waves in their hearts.

If Zhang Xuanwei knew that Di Renjie and Wu Meiniang were secretly pondering and discussing his remarks in their hearts.

Zhang Xuanwei would probably walk up to Di Renjie without hesitation and whisper to him, "Little Di, did you know that your sister Wu is actually a true dragon?"

After hearing Zhang Xuanwei's answer, the Marshal was silent for a moment.

His eyes revealed a complicated expression. After a while, he slowly raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he laughed: "Not bad, Mage."

"Back then, Yuan Tiangang also told me that I had the appearance of a true dragon."

"But in this world, only Your Majesty is the one and only True Dragon Son of Heaven, ruling the rise and fall of this vast country."

"In front of Your Majesty, a true dragon is nothing but a loach."

"I was just asking casually just now, just as a little joke, Master, don't take it too seriously."

Having said that, the Marshal's tone paused slightly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, staring straight at Zhang Xuanwei, and then he suddenly pointed his finger at the hammer officer standing beside him.

"Now, I'd like to hear, Master, what do you think of this Hammer Officer? How does his luck compare to that of Your Majesty?"

The Marshal's voice was oppressive, locking Zhang Xuanwei tightly, making it impossible for him to escape and forcing him to face this sudden problem head-on.

When Zhang Xuanwei heard the Marshal's words, especially the last question, his heart skipped a beat and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. Although he tried his best to hide his inner panic, his pupils dilated for a moment and inadvertently revealed his inner uneasiness.

In this brief moment, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Xuanwei's mind quickly, but in the end, he still didn't dare to speak easily. He just lowered his head slightly and nodded gently with extremely obscure movements to avoid causing more trouble.

A smug smile suddenly appeared on the Marshal's face.

He stood up suddenly, raised his hands high, looked up at the dome of the hall, and let out a deafening, almost crazy laugh: "Ahahahahahaha, it's done! I've finally done it! With the power of science combined with metaphysics, who in the world can compete with me! Ahahahahahahaha!"

The Marshal's laughter was filled with an indescribable excitement.

Di Renjie and Wu Meiniang stood aside, quietly watching the Marshal's sudden crazy behavior. Although they did not show too much surprise on their faces, their eyes revealed the helplessness that they had long been accustomed to.

After a long while, the Marshal's laughter finally died down, and the lingering sound that echoed in the hall gradually dissipated.

Seeing the time had come, Di Renjie stepped forward and, with a hint of doubt, expressed a question that had been pent up in his mind for a long time: "General, there is something I have always been unclear about, and I would like to ask you for your advice."

"Why did His Majesty choose Sister Wu and me, two insignificant county magistrates?"

"I am really puzzled. I hope the Marshal can help me solve this puzzle."

The Marshal was clearly in a very good mood at the moment, and after hearing Di Renjie ask him such a sincere question, he replied without hesitation, "Hahaha, Di Renjie, the reason is actually very simple."

"His Majesty has taken a liking to you because he knows your talents and potential and believes you are promising individuals. His Majesty intends to entrust you with important tasks and grant you great power, allowing you to play a greater role in the court of the Tang Dynasty and contribute to its prosperity."

"As long as you are willing to join my secret party, from now on, you will be able to rise to the top of your career."

"But, Lord Di, let me be frank. The premise of all this is that you must become one of our own."

The Marshal's tone was serious, and his eyes were fixed on Di Renjie.

"General, may I ask who are our own people?"

Di Renjie frowned slightly and continued to ask. He knew in his heart that the three words "one of us" seemed simple, but if he didn't understand the ins and outs of it and rashly joined the secret party, he would probably get into endless trouble in the future.

When the Marshal heard Di Renjie's question, he turned around slightly, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked to the center of the hall.

He stopped and said slowly, "To be one of us means to always be on the side of the people."

"Your Majesty once said that this is not just a slogan, but an ideal and a belief."

"Even if achieving this in reality is fraught with difficulties and challenges, we must continue to fight, strive, and risk our lives for this ideal, regardless of the cost."

"Even if it means sacrificing my own life, I will do it without regrets."

"Because only when the people live and work in peace and contentment can our Tang Dynasty enjoy long-term stability and prosperity."

"Your Majesty also said that those who can come here are people with ideals. Our mission is to uphold the policies formulated by Your Majesty and ensure that these policies can truly benefit the people and enable them to live a good life."

"We cannot allow those with ulterior motives to take advantage of the opportunity and lead the Tang Dynasty astray."

"The Jinyiwei, their duty is to execute those who break the law and discipline."

"As for us, the secret party, we aim to eradicate those evil intentions hidden in people's hearts, those malicious intentions that may endanger the foundation of the Tang Dynasty."

"That's all. This is the meaning and value of our secret party's existence, and it is also our responsibility and duty as members of our party."

The Marshal's voice struck Di Renjie and Wu Meiniang's hearts hard.

Di Renjie's heart suddenly felt like his blood was boiling.

He took a step forward without hesitation, raised his hands respectfully, bowed deeply to the Marshal, and said with a firm look, "Marshal, I understand."

"I am willing to join the secret party. For the ideals of Your Majesty and the people of the Tang Dynasty, I am willing to sacrifice my life for them, no matter what!"

Di Renjie's voice was full of determination.

Wu Meiniang stood aside and witnessed Di Renjie's actions, and was deeply touched.

Only by following His Majesty's footsteps and joining the secret party can we truly realize our own value and contribute to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

So, she hurriedly followed Di Renjie's footsteps, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said softly: "General, Mei Niang is also willing to join the secret party and work with Master Di to go all out for the people of the Tang Dynasty and for the ideals of His Majesty!"

Although she is a woman, she has demonstrated responsibility that is no less than that of men, which makes people take notice of her.

The Marshal was filled with emotion.

"Secret Party, Secret Party."

The Marshal muttered to himself.

"Over the years, our secret party has not always had smooth sailing, and there have been many betrayers."

"They may have initially joined the secret party with a sincere heart and ideals, but as time went on, the temptation of power eventually led them to lose themselves and betray their original intentions."

"I hope that in the future, no matter how high your official positions are, you two will always remember today and always think from the perspective of the people. You must not be blinded by power and interests."

"Your Majesty once said that if one day the people of the Tang Dynasty work longer hours but receive less pay, to the point where supporting their families becomes difficult and they have to work non-stop every day just to barely make ends meet, then there will be a problem with our secret party."

"If one day, unjust cases occur frequently, the court no longer listens to the voices of the people, begins to alienate them, and returns to its previous dark and corrupt state, then our secret party will no longer have any reason to exist."

"Because our existence is to protect the Tang Dynasty and the people. If we can't even complete this most basic mission, then there is no need for the secret party to exist."

The Marshal's tone was full of emotion.

When Wu Meiniang heard what the Marshal said, she frowned slightly, confusion in her eyes, and asked softly, "Marshal, why was the secret party no longer necessary at that time?"

"Mei Niang doesn't quite understand the reasoning behind this, I hope the Marshal can give me some pointers."

The Marshal sighed deeply again. He slowly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the dragon throne.

"If that day comes, the secret party will surely be completely rotten. From top to bottom, I'm afraid it will have been completely corrupted by power and interests."

"Otherwise, how could the Tang Dynasty fall into such a predicament?"

"Those who betrayed our original aspirations are simply using the banner of our secret party and our ideals to pursue their own selfish interests."

"By that time, I'm afraid our secret party will have already been overrun by demons and will no longer be what it is now."

"How can we continue to protect the Tang Dynasty and its people?"

“Don’t forget your original intention, and you will succeed!”

The Marshal recited silently, "When His Majesty appointed me to lead the Secret Party, he said only one sentence. I have been thinking about this sentence for two years. I say it to every new person who comes here."

"Today, I also hope that you two can remember these words firmly."

"As a warning!"

The Marshal raised his head slightly, recalling the instructions given by His Majesty.

"Han people do not distinguish between East and West." The Marshal said this slowly.

"It's the saddest thing!"