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

In the Taiji Hall, a solemn and dignified atmosphere envelopes every corner of the hall.

Inside the hall, all the civil and military officials were dressed in official uniforms, lined up in neat rows, with solemn expressions.

At this time, Li Chengqian sat upright on the dragon throne, his face calm and majestic without anger.

Waiting for a debate with these ministers:

Those deep eyes quietly surveyed the court.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a messenger captain stumbling into the hall.

Seeing this, a hint of doubt flashed across Li Chengqian's originally calm face.

He ignored the astonished officials around him, stood up and walked quickly down the dragon platform.

Just as the messenger captain was about to kneel down to salute, Li Chengqian had already arrived in front of him and helped him up steadily with both hands.

The messenger captain raised his eyes and met Li Chengqian's caring gaze. A surge of heat instantly surged through his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red.

After calming down a bit, the messenger captain quickly pulled out a military report from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Li Chengqian with both hands. His voice was a little hoarse as he reported, "Your Majesty, there's an emergency in Xinjiang! On March 3rd, the ninth year of Qianwu, a hundred black-clad Arabs brazenly crossed the border of our Great Tang."

As soon as these words were spoken, the court was in an uproar. Officials whispered to each other with shock on their faces.

Arabia? How dare it!

Li Chengqian's expression turned stern. He stared at the messenger captain and motioned him to continue.

"At the time, two soldiers were standing guard."

"Seeing this, they immediately shouted at the Black Arabs, ordering them to retreat. However, not only did they show no sign of retreat, they intensified their attack and pressed forward towards Shule."

"The two soldiers, helpless, decisively opened fire as a warning, engaging in a desperate fight with the black-clad Arabs."

"It's a pity that he was outnumbered and ultimately died heroically."

At this point, the captain's voice choked with sobs, and his tone was filled with grief.

"After learning the news, our Tang Dynasty quickly dispatched fifty more soldiers to provide support."

"However, the Black Arabs' military strength has increased to a thousand men."

"We engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy outside Shule City. All fifty of our brothers died in the battle."

"Later, General Xue arrived with his troops. Upon seeing this tragic scene, he flew into a rage and immediately mobilized 20,000 soldiers."

"Three days later, an envoy arrived from Arabia, claiming it was a misunderstanding."

But General Xue was furious and killed the messenger directly. He then led 20,000 cavalrymen into Arabia.

"General Xue has specially ordered me to come and report this. I am deeply apprehensive and ask Your Majesty to forgive him for killing the envoy."

After saying that, the captain knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, lowered his head deeply, and his body trembled slightly.

Li Chengqian took the military report with one hand, and gently patted the messenger captain's shoulder with the other hand, helping him up again to comfort him.

His eyes quickly scanned the military report, which detailed the events leading up to and including the incident, and was densely packed with signatures. At the bottom, a line of bold characters caught his eye: "Your Majesty, please show mercy and allow us, the guilty soldiers, to clear the name of treason." Further down, Xue Rengui's powerful handwriting.

"The criminal soldiers guarding the border, performing in excellent condition, and those killed outside Shule City, please show mercy, Your Majesty, and record their names."

Li Chengqian frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "Criminal soldiers? When did the Tang Dynasty ever have such a thing as criminal soldiers?"

When the messenger captain heard the emperor's question, he raised his head slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten?"

"We have guilty soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, those from the aristocratic families."

At this point, he paused, a look of sadness flashing in his eyes, "Your Majesty, those who died in the battle outside Shule City were also those criminal soldiers."

"I beg Your Majesty to show some mercy."

"They are very nice people. They always..." The messenger captain hesitated and stopped when the words came to his lips.

"What?" Li Chengqian put down the military newspaper in his hand, stared straight at the messenger captain, and said in a gentle voice.

"Go on, is there anything you can't tell me?"

The messenger captain took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and continued, "They're stationed on the Xinjiang frontier, and they keep repeating the saying, 'There's no crime too great to be washed away by martyrdom for one's country.' They say Cui Jingming told them that."

"At first, many of us looked down on these soldiers raised by aristocratic families, thinking they came from bad backgrounds and carried sins with them."

"But later, after we spent more time together, we realized that they were just like us, honest farmers."

"From the very beginning, their biggest fear was a world of peace, no more wars to fight, and a stigma they would never be able to wash away."

"To die on the battlefield and sacrifice their lives for the Tang Dynasty is their greatest wish in this life."

"Therefore, I beg Your Majesty to show mercy!"

After hearing what the messenger captain said, Li Chengqian slowly put down the military newspaper in his hand, shook his head slightly at him, and a complicated expression appeared on his face, as if he was sighing and blaming himself.

"Cui Jingming, when I heard this name, it felt like it was just yesterday. I didn't expect that so many years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Li Chengqian raised his head slightly, looking into the distance, lost in memories, "I have long since stopped thinking about what happened back then."

"Cui Jingming understands my thoughts, and I agree with what he says."

"Besides, I never thought those soldiers were criminals."

"I have always trusted and appointed those brought in by Cui Jingming."

"I never thought they would keep this matter in mind."

"This is truly an oversight on my part."

Li Chengqian turned his head and looked at Grand Tutor Qi beside him. He said sincerely, "Grand Tutor Qi, please pick up your pen and write a letter back to the front line."

"Tell the soldiers, they are all warriors of the Tang Dynasty. They have never been charged with any crime. How can they be exonerated?"

"Also, pass on the order to publicize their heroic deeds through the newspapers."

"Let the people of the world know that they are heroes who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood to protect the borders of the Tang Dynasty. They are truly heroes."

"All families of fallen soldiers should receive pensions, without discrimination, so that their families can have enough food and clothing, and so that those brave soldiers can rest in peace in their graves."

Above the court hall, there was silence.

The officials were all moved by Li Chengqian's words.

Although His Majesty is a bit eccentric, he is really a good person.

In your Majesty's heart, every soldier who serves the country, regardless of their background, is the backbone of the Tang Dynasty.