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

The autumn of the seventh year of Qianwu was like a colorful yet slightly bleak painting, slowly unfolding in Xianyang City.

The autumn wind blew by, the trees on both sides of the street rustled, and the withered yellow leaves fluttered down.

Li Chengqian took Su Zhi and Li Jingyi on the train back to this land that carries countless memories.

The moment he stepped into Xianyang City, Li Chengqian's heart was filled with an indescribable emotion.

The first thing he wanted to do was to visit Li Jing at his residence.

At this time, Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty who once dominated the battlefield, is now in deteriorating health.

He could only lie weakly on the bed. The years had diminished his heroic spirit, leaving only a haggard face, and he was no longer able to walk.

His old friends, all of whom are very loyal and righteous people, come to visit him almost every day.

Tang Jian, an old man who has also experienced countless hardships, has the traces of time deeply engraved on his face. Now his temples are gray and he is about to enter the age of seventy, which symbolizes the age of seventy.

Recently, when he heard that Li Jing was bedridden, ripples appeared in his heart.

His health was not good either, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive Li Jing and see that scene.

So, he forced himself to cheer up, dragged his increasingly weak body, and went to visit Li Jing's house.

When everyone heard that Tang Jian had visited Li Jing, they were all surprised and wondered what big thing might happen.

After all, everyone knew the tempers and personalities of these two people, and Tang Jian's initiative to go there was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Even Li Shimin was filled with worry when he heard about this, and he went there together that day.

Everyone gathered at Li Jing's mansion, and Tang Jian walked slowly into Li Jing's room.

He came to the bedside and stared quietly at Li Jing, who was lying weak on the bed. There seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes that he wanted to express, including grievances, love and hatred, as well as the emotion of the ruthlessness of time.

In the end, he just stood there quietly for a long time, sighed softly, and turned away without saying or doing anything.

But what is surprising is that after this trip, Tang Jian's spirits improved a lot.

Perhaps it was this visit that allowed him to see the day when his wish would be fulfilled.

In the afternoon, the warm autumn sun gently shines on the Tiance Mansion sanatorium.

Li Shimin held his lovely granddaughter Li Jingyi in his arms, with a look of immense doting in his eyes.

Time flies like a white horse. In the blink of an eye, Cheng Qian's children have grown up to this age.

Li Jingyou and his two daughters were still in the academy at this time, so the time at this moment seemed particularly abundant, allowing Li Shimin to fully enjoy the cuteness of his little granddaughter.

He gently stroked Li Jingyi's hair, a happy smile on his face, and murmured, "My dear granddaughter, you must grow up quickly."

Li Shimin couldn't let go of Li Jingyi. He carefully took out a pair of exquisite gold bracelets that he had prepared long ago and gently put them on her tender wrists. He also took out a jade pendant with a carved dragon and hung it on her chest. He smiled and said, "My dear granddaughter, this is a gift from your grandfather. You must keep it well. When you see it in the future, it will be like seeing your grandfather."

These days, Lin Dafu still sends him many novel and interesting toys from time to time. Those toys are of various kinds and dazzling, including exquisite small wood carvings, colorful scrolls, and uniquely shaped ceramic ornaments.

But Li Shimin knew that he was old and time was unforgiving. Once he left one day, he would not be able to take anything in this world with him.

You come the same way.

Perhaps it is because of this that the love in his eyes for these younger generations becomes stronger and stronger, and he only wants to give them more love in the limited time he has.

Su Zhi was an intelligent woman. She noticed that His Majesty seemed to have something to say to the retired Emperor Li Chengqian alone, so she tactfully carried Li Jingyi and quietly walked out of the room, leaving the main hall to Li Shimin and Li Chengqian.

Sunlight poured in through the cracks in the window, outlining two figures on the ground, one dark and deep, the other slightly lighter.

"Father, have you been feeling better lately?"

Li Chengqian was the first to break the silence and asked with concern.

Li Shimin nodded slightly, a faint smile on his face, and said: "I am in good health, you don't have to worry. Cheng Qian, now it's just the two of us, father and son. There is no need to be bound by those red tape. Just call me Aye."

He paused, then continued, "A few days ago, I went to Songhe Tower with Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde to relax and take a bath. The steam was sweltering inside, and we rubbed our backs. It felt so comfortable, and it really soothed my old bones."

"You, please don't worry about me all the time. Now that you are the king of a country, you should focus on state affairs. Don't let me delay important government affairs."

"Those censors are watching closely. They're very sharp-tongued. If you're not careful, they'll impeach you."

When Li Chengqian heard Li Shimin's words, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a confident smile. He said, "Father, even if those censors dare to advise you, they may not dare to do anything to me."

"As for how they want to record or discuss things, I don't care. Everything I do is for the long-term stability of the Tang Dynasty. If they can offer useful suggestions, I will naturally consider and adopt them. However, if they make groundless accusations, I will not tolerate their nonsense."

When Li Shimin heard this, his eyes were full of admiration. He gave a thumbs up and said, "My son is so domineering! He has such courage, just like me in my youth."

He changed the subject and asked, "I heard you've been promoting the law of gender equality recently. I imagine this process isn't easy, is it?"

"The status difference between men and women has been deeply rooted since ancient times, and it's not easy to change it."

Li Chengqian shook his head slightly, his expression slightly solemn as he said, "Father, you also know that since ancient times, any reform has always been fraught with difficulties, and bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable."

"But I have chosen a very special person to assist in this matter. You also know this person."

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin was slightly startled. Curious, he asked, "Oh? I know him? Who is he?"

A barely perceptible smile played on Li Chengqian's lips, a sly look flashing in his eyes. He glanced at Li Shimin and said, "You have been a romantic and suave man throughout your life. Your harem is filled with beauties and talented women. I'm afraid you have forgotten things. Do you still remember the talented woman Wu in your harem?"

When Li Shimin heard the words "Wu Cairen", his brows furrowed slightly, and his mind quickly searched for memories about her. However, there were so many women in the harem that he was a little confused for a moment and really couldn't remember who this Wu Cairen was.

Some of the women in the harem were gentle and lovely, some were talented, and some were charming and attractive. They were like stars in his memory, and it was difficult to distinguish them one by one.

Li Chengqian smiled and added, "You personally gave her the name Mei Niang, Wu Mei Niang. Does that make any impression now? She's the 'female protagonist Wu' that Yuan Tiangang mentioned!"