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

The Puzhou Pass Road is like a giant dragon winding across the earth, carrying countless prosperity and vicissitudes.

It is an important link between Hedong Road and the capital Chang'an. It is not only a channel for personnel exchanges, but also the only way for Hedong Road to transport tribute to the capital Chang'an.

This road is named after Puzhou Pass, which stands there like a majestic guardian, witnessing the changes of time.

Every day, this road is bustling with traffic and merchants coming and going.

They either drove a carriage loaded with goods or walked with luggage on their backs, each of them carrying a dream and a desire for wealth.

In this bustling crowd, there is a girl who is particularly eye-catching, yet also seems out of place.

She was wearing worn-out straw sandals, which had been worn out by the long journey and seemed like they would fall apart at any time.

Her hair was tangled and messy, and her face was covered with dust, but it still couldn't hide her childish appearance.

Her eyes were bloodshot, the marks left by long hours of travel and lack of sleep.

Her eyes revealed endless fatigue and determination. Her toenails had fallen off from the friction of her straw sandals after so long a journey, and blood still lingered on the wounds. Every step she took felt like she was walking on the edge of a knife, but she didn't stop.

In the sky, the poisonous sun hanging in the sky was like a ruthless demon, releasing its heat wantonly, without any understanding of the suffering of the people below.

The strong sunlight scorched the earth, and the loess ground cracked.

Under the scorching sun, the girl's lips turned pale and cracked like a dry riverbed.

She was already in a state of heatstroke, her body swaying as if she would collapse at any moment.

But there was always a glimmer in her eyes, which was her longing for Chang'an.

She stared at the passing caravans, her eyes full of longing.

The cracked lips trembled slightly, hoping to get a sip of water from the passers-by to relieve the thirst and heat in the body.

Carriages loaded with goods passed by her, raising dust that fell on her, making her already disheveled appearance even worse.

However, the coachman in the carriage looked at her with contempt, as if he was looking at a lowly ant, without a trace of pity.

Some grooms would even deliberately speed up for fear of being harassed by this "beggar".

Seeing this, the girl gritted her teeth, a hint of stubbornness flashing in her eyes. She didn't ask anyone for help, but secretly vowed in her heart that she must rely on her own strength to reach Chang'an.

She still stumbled towards the Chang'an of her dreams. Every step was full of hardship, but her pace never stopped.

"Drive, drive!"

The sound of hurried horse hooves broke the noise on the road.

A team of Jinyiwei dressed in Feiyu uniforms came riding on horses. Their figures were agile and majestic. The dust raised by their horses' hooves flew up under the sunlight, forming a yellow smoke.

The grooms who were just stuck in the middle of the road and moving slowly suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the iconic flying fish uniforms.

They hurried to make way, their faces filled with awe and flattery, and they kept shouting.

"My Lord, please take care. My Lord, please take care."

He let the Jinyiwei officials go first, fearing that any carelessness would bring disaster upon himself.

When the girl heard the sound of horse hooves and flying dust not far away, she subconsciously wanted to hide.

But the Puzhen Pass Road is so small, and there are wilderness on both sides of the road, and there are no small paths to hide.

She could only squat on the ground helplessly, holding her head tightly with both hands, her body shaking constantly, hoping that this group of people would pass by quickly and not notice her.

But as she waited, the sound of horse hooves seemed to disappear all of a sudden. When the girl lowered her hands and raised her head, she found a young man sitting on a horse, staring straight at her.

The man had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and the flying fish suit he wore only added to his heroic aura.

There was no contempt or indifference in his eyes, but rather a hint of curiosity and concern.

All the others stood behind him on their horses, and their eyes fell on the girl.

The merchants around pulled back the carriage curtains and saw that the Jinyiwei had stopped and surrounded a beggar. They immediately became interested.

They all asked the coachman to slow down and stretched their necks to get a better look at the show.

There was a look of schadenfreude in everyone's eyes, as if they were expecting the girl to be harassed by the Jinyiwei.

Seeing this, the girl's eyes were filled with fear that almost overflowed from her eyes.

She quietly found an opening and ran towards Chang'an with all her strength.

But she hadn't eaten for several days, and her body was already very weak, so she didn't have much strength.

Coupled with the extreme thirst and the scorching sun, every step I took seemed to use up all my strength.

Sure enough, after running a few steps, she fell heavily to the ground due to exhaustion, raising a cloud of dust.

When the leading Jinyiwei saw this situation, he frowned and immediately dismounted.

He trotted to the girl's side in a few steps, squatted down, and held the girl in his arms.

He looked at the girl's cracked lips and weak appearance, and a wave of pity welled up in his heart.

He quickly opened the water bottle he carried with him, carefully brought the bottle to the girl's mouth, and poured the water into her mouth bit by bit.

The cool water flowed down the girl's throat, as if the dry land was welcoming the sweet rain.

The girl, feeling the sudden coolness in her mouth, felt the hope of survival. She drank the cold water from the kettle desperately as if she had grabbed the last straw.

He looked so anxious, like a person dying of thirst in the desert.

After a while, the girl found that there was no water, and she slowly opened her eyes.

What caught her eye was a handsome face, full of concern. The girl had never seen such a handsome person. In her eyes, people like this were what others often said, immortals from a storybook.

"Would you like some more water?"

The young man asked softly, his voice gentle and pleasant.

The girl shook her head weakly, her eyes fixed on the man's face.

The man smiled, shook his empty kettle, and said jokingly.

"The little girl is really good at drinking. She drank up half of my pot of water."

After hearing this, the girl blushed slightly and felt a little embarrassed.

The man continued to ask.

"Why, are you going to Chang'an?"

When the girl heard the immortal say this, a gleam flashed in her eyes. She nodded stubbornly. Although her voice was weak, it was extremely firm: "I want to go to Chang'an."

"Good! You're lucky! I'm going back soon, so I'll take you with me. But you have to know that now that we're in Chang'an City, you can't leave casually. You have to wait for His Majesty's order before you can leave. Do you understand?"

The man said seriously.

Although the girl didn't quite understand why, she nodded obediently.

Seeing the girl nod, the man did not hesitate. He gently picked up the girl, jumped onto the horse, and placed the girl steadily in front of him.

"Let's go! Back to Chang'an!"

Following an order, the group rode forward again, raising a cloud of dust that lingered behind them for a long time.

……

The Mingde Gate in Chang'an City is tall and majestic, like a giant beast entrenched there.

The Sixteen Guards of the Southern Court were busy working here. They all had serious expressions and were carefully checking the people who wanted to enter the city.

The situation now is different from before. For some reason, people are pouring into Chang'an in large numbers like a tide, which has suddenly increased the work pressure of the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Court.

Not only do they need to conduct strict screening of people entering the city, but they also need to register everyone's information in detail.

Sometimes, when the flow of people in Chang'an reached a peak, they were also responsible for intercepting the people who wanted to enter and patiently informing them of the relevant regulations one by one.

Because there was an order from above that the law should be enforced in a civilized manner and not be rude or disrespectful to the people.

Although they did not quite understand the specific meaning of "civilization", they were instructed in plain language by their superiors to treat the people with a gentle attitude and not to cause unnecessary unrest.

The Jinyiwei naturally did not need to be checked when entering the city, as they had special identities and access rights.

But this time Lu Jingshuo also brought a little girl in distress, so the situation was a little different.

He is from Xianyang and has received a good education since childhood. Deep down in his heart, he has been stamped with the stamp of law-abidingness.

He asked his men to go back and rest first, and he took the girl to the registration office.

When the official from the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Court who was in charge of registration saw a Jinyiwei coming towards him, he suddenly felt uneasy.

He had never done anything wrong, but as an official, he was naturally afraid of the Jinyiwei.

In this hot weather, he was already sweating profusely due to being busy, and at this moment, the sweat coming out of his body seemed to have a hint of chill.

"This girl wants to go to the city. Can you please help her register?"

Lu Jingsuo said politely.

The official in charge of registration quickly stood up, repeatedly bowing, his voice trembling, "Your Excellency, you are too kind! Since this is someone you brought here, I am naturally 100% confident! Don't worry, I will definitely simplify the process!"

Hearing what the official said, Lu Jingsuo's eyes became sharp.

He said sternly, "Let the process be as it should be. Everything will be in accordance with the laws of the Tang Dynasty. Do you understand?"

The majestic look seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, which frightened the young official.

That’s right, sir, everything should be done according to the law!”

The official nodded and said hurriedly.

"What's the little girl's name?" the official asked gently, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Song, Song Jingshu."

The girl replied softly.

"Okay, how old are you this year and where are you from?"

The officer then asked.

"I'm fourteen this year. I'm coming from Hedong Road to Taiyuan."

The girl answered.

Hearing the girl say this, the official looked at her in surprise and secretly admired this thin little girl in his heart.

"Taiyuan? That's quite a distance! How did you get here?"

the official asked curiously.

"I took it one step at a time."

The girl's answer was simple, but it shocked the official.

He looked at the straw sandals on the girl's feet. The sandals were completely worn out and had almost no soles. They were only worn on her feet symbolically.

Most of the toenails had fallen off, blood was oozing from the wound, and the surrounding skin became red and swollen due to long-term friction.

The official couldn't help but be silent for a moment. He was moved by the girl's tenacity.

Then he asked, "What do you want to do in Chang'an?"

The girl glanced at the official in charge of registration in front of her, then turned her head to look at the immortal-like adult behind her, and finally bit her lip.

"I want to come to Chang'an to do some odd jobs, earn some money, and survive!"

The officer looked at the girl's expression and knew she was not telling the truth, but he did not ask any further questions.

After registration, the official handed the document to the girl and spoke earnestly.

"Here, don't lose it, little girl. This is your entry document. It contains your identification and everything else. If you lose it, you won't be able to move around in Chang'an! No one will want you even if you want to make money! Remember that?"

The official may have felt that the girl was too pitiful, so he gave her a few more instructions.

The girl nodded seriously, stretched out her trembling hands, and held the entry document tightly, as if it was her only hope of survival in Chang'an.

"It's all done, right?"

Lu Jingsuo asked.

"Yes sir!"

The official said respectfully.

"Okay, thank you very much! Then I'll take her away first!"

Lu Jingsuo said, "Sir, take care!"

The official bowed again and watched Lu Jingsuo leave with the girl. He sighed deeply and silently wished that this poor and strong girl would have a good home in Chang'an.