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

The Tang Dynasty, this prosperous era, is shining brightly.

Yuan Tiangang, as the honorary title of national teacher, although he does not have prominent power in the court, he also has the mission of spying on the secrets of heaven and protecting the destiny of the country.

He was in charge of the Taishi Bureau and the Sitian Observatory. These two departments were the eyes of the sky of the Tang Dynasty, observing the rise and fall of dynasties.

The Sitian Observatory is large in scale and has a large number of staff, each of whom has his own duties and is busy with astronomical observation, data recording and calendar deduction every day.

On weekdays, it was Li Chunfeng who dealt with and coordinated everything, keeping all matters in order.

Li Chunfeng established his prestige in the Sitiantai with his talent and love for astronomy and astrology, and everyone respected and admired him.

Although there are only three people in the Taishi Bureau, Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng and Zhang Xuanwei, they have a special tacit understanding.

Although this place is small, it is filled with precious ancient books, sophisticated astronomical instruments, and star maps they have drawn over the years.

Every star map embodies their countless days and nights of hard work, and every symbol records their exploration of the mysteries.

In the Hanyuan Hall, the lights were bright, the music of stringed instruments sounded, and the emperor and his ministers celebrated the New Year together.

But the feast must eventually come to an end, and when it was over, everyone stood up and said goodbye.

Zhang Xuanwei looked at Yuan Tiangang with complicated eyes, an indescribable look flashed in his eyes, and then he rarely went back with them, but chose to embark on the journey home alone.

His back looked somewhat lonely in the light of the palace lanterns, and he soon disappeared in the bustling crowd.

Li Chunfeng came to Yuan Tiangang and originally planned to send him back to his slightly deserted residence.

Yuan Tiangang shook his head and said, "Let's go back to the Historian Bureau."

In Yuan Tiangang's heart, the Taishi Bureau is his true home.

There are his lifelong pursuits and the countless days and nights he spent with Li Chunfeng.

Every corner holds their memories, and every object carries their dreams.

Compared to that cold and lifeless house, the Taishi Bureau is his home and the resting place of his soul.

Li Chunfeng smiled helplessly.

He carefully covered Yuan Tiangang with a thick blanket, gently pushed the wheelchair, and walked towards the Tai Shi Bureau.

Along the way, the wind was cold, but Li Chunfeng was full of doubts in his heart.

"Old Yuan, what did you just say to His Majesty? Why did His Majesty's expression change so suddenly? You really scared me to death! I almost thought I was going to be implicated by you!"

Li Chunfeng asked questions like a machine gun, his voice echoing in the cold wind.

Yuan Tiangang kept his lips tightly closed, looked into the distance, and remained silent.

He couldn't say it, and Li Chunfeng didn't feel embarrassed. He continued chattering behind him, as if only in this way could he dispel the silence of the cold night and the uneasiness in his heart.

They arrived at the Taishi Bureau. Li Chunfeng wanted to push Yuan Tiangang to light a stove in the house to warm up the cold room.

But Yuan Tiangang shook his head again, his voice weak.

"Chunfeng, go to the observatory."

When Li Chunfeng heard this, he immediately frowned.

It was a cold day and the wind was biting on the observatory. Moreover, they had just come back from outside and their bodies were not yet warm.

Li Chunfeng couldn't help but start complaining: "Old Yuan, are you getting senile? Why are you going outside in such cold weather?"

"I say, it would be better to light a stove and warm up comfortably!"

"There's really nothing I can do about you, old man."

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Although he kept complaining, Li Chunfeng pushed the wheelchair steadily towards the observatory with his hands.

But this time, Li Chunfeng walked very slowly, and Yuan Tiangang only felt something cool dripping on his head.

As I climbed up to the observatory, a cold wind blew in my face.

Yuan Tiangang slowly opened his eyes, and his cloudy gaze was instantly illuminated by the stars in the night sky.

His eyes shuttled across the vast starry sky.

Soon, he locked onto a crumbling star, which was his own star.

Gazing at the star, Yuan Tiangang felt a complex emotion in his heart, including sadness, reluctance, and a hint of calmness.

He saw his fate clearly - the end was coming, tonight.

At the end of his life, Yuan Tiangang looked at Li Chunfeng beside him with mixed feelings.

Li Chunfeng, his only disciple, is like his own son.

He watched Li Chunfeng grow from an ignorant boy to a master of physiognomy who can stand on his own.

He was full of knowledge about astrology and divination, and he wanted to teach it all to Li Chunfeng.

He hoped that Li Chunfeng could learn to avoid danger and seek good fortune and live a peaceful life.

He wanted to tell Li Chunfeng how to predict the rise and fall of a country through changes in the stars, and how to use physiognomy to guide the world.

But when the words came to my lips, I felt that everything had lost its meaning.

All the fame, wealth, and supernatural powers in the world become so insignificant in the face of life and death.

Li Chunfeng casually placed one foot on the wall of the observatory, looked up at the starry sky, and reached into his arms, intending to throw himself two candies to satisfy his craving.

This toffee is his favorite. Whenever he encounters troubles or feels tired from observing the stars, eating one will make him happy.

But when his hand touched the bag of candy, he found that there were only two left.

He peeled one and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue, but a sour taste surged in his heart.

He turned his head, his eyes red, and asked in a choked voice, "Master, do you want some candy? Do you have one left?"

This word "Master" seemed particularly surprising.

When Yuan Tiangang heard the word "Master", a smile slowly spread across his face, one that was both gratified and reluctant.

He wanted to respond, but he was running out of words, and he wanted to say something meaningful.

He used up his last bit of strength and waved to Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng hurriedly walked up to Yuan Tiangang, slowly squatted down, and moved closer to Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang struggled to take out the delicious food he had packed for the New Year's Day banquet from under the blanket.

"Here, heat it up and eat it tomorrow." I'm worried you won't be able to take care of yourself in the future.

Yuan Tiangang's voice was as weak as a candle in the wind.

"As an old man, I don't expect you to achieve much... I just hope that no matter what happens in the future, you'll be fine, eat well and drink well. As for those physiognomy techniques, if you don't want to learn them, then don't learn them. They're useless."

After saying these words, Yuan Tiangang's breathing became weaker, with less air in and more air out.

His eyes gradually became blurred, but he still stared at Li Chunfeng closely, wanting to engrave his appearance deeply in his mind.

Li Chunfeng took the packing tape with trembling hands and held Yuan Tiangang's hands tightly. Those hands used to be so strong, but now they have become so dry and cold.

Yuan Tiangang used up his last bit of strength, glanced at Li Chunfeng, and squeezed out a sentence with all his strength: "Master...I can't bear to let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands fell limply and he was completely dead.

At this moment, a star suddenly fell from the night sky, breaking the silence of the night sky. The star dragged a long tail and disappeared into the darkness, just like Yuan Tiangang's life, which came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Li Chunfeng felt Yuan Tiangang's hand was powerless in his palm, and tears could no longer be controlled and burst out.

He gently put Yuan Tiangang's hand back under the blanket and covered him again, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person.

His fingers trembled as he opened the delicious food Yuan Tiangang had packed for him. Although his stomach was already full, he could still feel the lingering warmth when looking at those familiar dishes. It was the warmth of his master and the taste of home.

The master and disciple had different tastes on a daily basis. They each chose what they liked when eating and never thought about considering each other.

At this moment, this packing made Li Chunfeng sad, and tears kept falling.

He looked at the dishes and saw Yuan Tiangang selecting food for him at the banquet.

Unexpectedly, what just happened has now become the most precious memory in his heart.

He suppressed his inner grief, and with trembling hands, he closed the lid, took out the candy again, and asked in a tearful voice, "Old Yuan, do you still want to eat candy?"

This time, all he got in response was the howling cold wind and endless silence.

Li Chunfeng could no longer suppress his inner grief and burst into tears: "Old Yuan, you are not a human being!"

"If you die today, how will I celebrate the New Year in the future?"

"Old Yuan, come back alive. How about you die tomorrow?"

His cries echoed in the empty observatory, his body trembled, tears blurred his eyes, and he seemed to have returned to his childhood.

The scene when he first met Yuan Tiangang. At that time, he was full of curiosity about the unknown, and Yuan Tiangang was like a kind father, patiently guiding him into the world of physiognomy.

Li Chunfeng hugged Yuan Tiangang's body tightly, like a helpless orphan, and refused to let go for a long time.

"Master... please don't abandon me, okay?"