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

As soon as he saw Li Chengqian, Lin Dafu's eyes unconsciously wandered around him.

The emperor was sitting at his desk, reviewing memorials attentively, exuding a calm aura.

However, Lin Dafu always felt that something was wrong. He frowned and looked up and down several times, but he still couldn't remember what was missing.

At this moment, Li Chengqian seemed to notice something was wrong with him. He raised his head with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Fatty Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Dafu quickly lowered his head and said with an apologetic smile, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I just... I just felt that Your Majesty looked a little different today, but I can't put my finger on it."

Li Chengqian smiled lightly, not caring at all, and continued to bury himself in the memorial.

Lin Dafu stood aside, but he was still thinking in his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the black cotton robe on Li Chengqian. A light suddenly flashed through his mind. He couldn't help but slap his head and blurted out: "Your Majesty! Don't you like wearing red clothes? Why haven't I seen you wearing red clothes for a long time?"

The shout was so sudden that Li Chengqian paused slightly with the pen in his hand. Mr. Qi, who was sitting next to him, was also attracted by the sudden words and looked at Li Chengqian with curiosity.

Mr. Qi, who usually looks calm and reserved, now showed a hint of nostalgia.

If Fatty Lin hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that His Majesty hadn't worn red clothes for many years.

Back then, when Li Chengqian was still the Crown Prince, he loved the color red very much. He wore a red robe every day and was full of vigor and vitality.

Li Chengqian raised his head and looked into their eyes. His face felt slightly hot and he smiled a little embarrassedly: "How old am I? Still wearing fancy clothes?"

"I'm already thirty-five this year. If I wear red, won't that make people laugh?"

Hearing this, Lin Dafu and Mr. Qi were stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

Li Chengqian looked at them and laughed too, but behind this smile.

The youthful arrogance of the past has gradually faded away under the test of time.

At the end of the twelfth year of Qianwu.

Chang'an was exceptionally cold that year, with snowflakes fluttering down and covering the entire city in silver.

As Li Shimin entered his twilight years, his health was not as good as before.

On this day, Li Shimin, holding the young Li Jingyou, accompanied by Wei Biwu, slowly walked towards Cheng Yaojin's mansion.

When they arrived at Cheng's house, they saw Cheng Yaojin wrapped himself tightly and sitting on the armchair in the hall.

When Li Shimin walked into the house and saw Cheng Yaojin's gray beard, he stopped in his tracks and was stunned.

Is this still the Cheng Yaojin he remembers?

Li Jingyou, like a happy little deer, broke free from Li Shimin's hand and hugged Cheng Yaojin's thigh with a smile: "Cheng Aung, do you have a red envelope for me?"

The childish voice broke the silence in the room and brought a smile to Cheng Yaojin's face.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Jingyou and happily took out a heavy red envelope from his pocket: "Your father-in-law Cheng, I prepared it for you a long time ago!"

Li Jingyou took the red envelope, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and he ran back to Li Shimin happily.

Li Shimin gently touched Li Jingyou's head and said helplessly, "You guys just spoiled him too much!"

His words were full of doting.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Day is coming again.

In the Tang Dynasty, New Year's Day was the most important festival of the year. It should have been a time for family reunions and a lively occasion.

As time goes by, those people who once spent the holidays together have gradually drifted away.

The New Year's Day in the twelfth year of Qianwu seemed to be less lively than before.

Li Chengqian brought Su Zhi, Li Jingyi, and Zhang Xianhuai's family from Chang'an to Xianyang to celebrate the New Year.

Although the villa in Xianyang is decorated with lights and hung with red lanterns, it always makes people feel that something is missing.

The children were very excited. For them, the Chinese New Year is always the most interesting thing.

Everyone sat around the table, which was filled with delicious dishes, but no one was chatting as usual.

Everyone seems to have some worries hidden in their hearts.

After dinner, everyone walked into the yard together and watched the children quietly setting off firecrackers and playing snowball fights outside.

The laughter and joyful sounds echoed in the night sky, as if they were a kind of comfort to this cold festival.

In the 13th year of Qianwu, the Tang Dynasty ushered in an important change - it completely entered the Five Capitals system.

The implementation of this system brought centralization to a new level.

Without advanced means of communication, the imperial court was able to bring all territories under actual control.

Even in the remote villages of Xinjiang, the government's control is almost the same as that in Chang'an.

Behind all this, the efforts of those young officials are indispensable.

They were full of vigor, dared to think and act, and injected new vitality into the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

Some of these young officials came from scholarly families and had been well-read since childhood.

Some came from humble backgrounds and, relying on their own efforts and talents, stepped onto the official career step by step.

They pursue their ideals and shine in their respective positions.

In the same year, in the early spring of the 13th year of Qianwu, Qian Shuwang, the magistrate of Wu County, had handled all the affairs of his tenure.

During the years he served in Wu County, he did many practical things for the people.

From developing water conservancy projects to implementing new policies, from educating the people to punishing corrupt officials, he personally undertook every task without any complaints.

Now, he can finally put down this heavy burden, and he feels so relieved.

Qian Shuwang solemnly handed over the position of county magistrate to his next successor. Looking at the young and energetic face in front of him, he seemed to see the shadow of his own youth.

He said earnestly: "Young people, you must remember that when you serve as an official, you should benefit the people around you."

"This is our responsibility and our mission."

The new county magistrate nodded solemnly and said that he would definitely inherit his will and work for the welfare of the people of Wu County.

After bidding farewell to the people of Wu County, Qian Shuwang set out on the road to Chang'an.

He had to keep a belated appointment with His Majesty.

Along the way, Qian Shuwang looked at the scenery along the way, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

Today, the Tang Dynasty is showing new vitality under the new system.

All this is inseparable from Your Majesty's wise leadership and the hard work of countless people.

At the same time, in the imperial palace in Chang'an, Mr. Qi was also busy preparing for the future of the Tang Dynasty.

Mr. Qi has always been committed to cultivating talents for the imperial court. This year, he carefully selected several promising young people and submitted a memorial to His Majesty, hoping to train them in the Grand Council.

Li Chengqian had complete faith in Mr. Qi's vision and agreed to everything without hesitation.

That year, Li Shimin suffered from headaches twice within just one month.

Every attack caused him unbearable pain.

When Li Chengqian learned about it, he was extremely anxious.

Fortunately, medicine has developed a lot now, which is inseparable from the contributions of those Japanese pirates.

The doctor quickly prescribed medicine and performed acupuncture treatment.

Li Chengqian personally stayed by Li Shimin's bedside.

Fortunately, after timely treatment, Li Shimin's condition was temporarily under control and did not cause any major impact.

But even so, Li Shimin's health still made everyone worried.

Li Chengqian would take time out every few days to visit him, talk with him, and fulfill his filial duty as a son.