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

Lin Dafu's words made him silent for a long time.

The candlelight flickered in the hall. Li Chengqian stared blankly at the ground, his thoughts tangled like a tangled mess.

"Is this what they call a royal family?"

Li Chengqian murmured to himself in his heart, feeling extremely bitter.

Power should be a symbol of glory, but in his eyes, it became a cold prison.

He couldn't help but recall the scenes of his interactions with Li Shimin. They were once so close, but now it seemed full of estrangement.

"Could it be that at the last moment of his life, his own father would plot against his own son for the sake of his grandson?"

He really couldn't accept this cruel reality.

Over the years, his respect for his father has never changed, but now, this father-son relationship seems so fragile under the shadow of power.

Li Chengqian's eyes were slightly red. He couldn't understand why the blood-thicker-than-water family ties were so vulnerable in the face of power.

"Then what does the father-son relationship of all these years count for?"

Li Chengqian clenched his fists, his joints turning white from the force.

He devoted his life to the Tang Dynasty and his people without any selfish motives, but in return, Li Shimin used his filial piety to plot against him, which made him feel extremely disheartened.

Is there anything that can’t be said face to face?

He longed for an answer, an answer that would bring him relief.

He didn't understand why Li Shimin couldn't communicate with him honestly and had to use such an obscure way to express his intentions.

Isn’t what I, Li Chengqian, have done enough?

Li Chengqian thought over and over again in his heart that he had devoted countless efforts to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

He worked diligently and personally, his only goal being to ensure that the people of the Tang Dynasty could live a stable life.

He quelled the wars on the border and implemented reform measures, taking every step cautiously for fear of any mistake.

But now, everything he did seemed to be ignored by Li Shimin.

Isn’t You’er’s position as the crown prince stable enough?

Li Chengqian frowned, his love for his son was beyond words, and he also paved the way for the prince's future.

In his opinion, the prince's position was as solid as a rock, but Li Shimin's behavior confused him.

Li Chengqian really couldn't understand why Li Shimin would make such a move at this time. Isn't this creating conflicts for no reason?

He didn't believe that Li Shimin didn't know that he could see clearly. He didn't understand what Li Shimin meant.

Li Chengqian slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on Li Shimin's spirit tablet.

The candlelight in front of the memorial tablet flickered, illuminating the portrait of Li Shimin. However, the familiar face now made Li Chengqian feel unfamiliar.

He really wanted to ask Li Shimin, who was standing on the memorial tablet: "Why? Am I really so untrustworthy?"

He hoped to find the answer from the portrait of Li Shimin, but all he got in response was deathly silence.

Lin Dafu stood aside, looking at Li Chengqian's painful appearance, and felt very uncomfortable.

After all, he and Li Shimin were uncle and nephew, and they had some affection for each other. He originally wanted to help Li Shimin complete the tasks assigned to him.

But at this moment, facing Li Chengqian who was struggling in pain, he was also at a loss. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Your Majesty, what do you think we should do?"

There was a hint of concern in his voice.

Li Chengqian slowly turned his head and looked at Lin Dafu with a complicated expression. "Fatty Lin, do you know Yuan Tiangang?"

He asked suddenly, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

When Lin Dafu heard Li Chengqian suddenly mention Yuan Tiangang, he was immediately filled with doubts.

He nodded subconsciously.

Yuan Tiangang's name is known to everyone.

He knew astronomy and geography, and was proficient in metaphysics and physiognomy. Although his official position was not high, he had a very high reputation both inside and outside the court.

Lin Dafu wondered in his heart, why did His Majesty mention Yuan Tiangang at this time?

This seemed to have nothing to do with the current situation. But he still held his temper and waited quietly for Li Chengqian to continue.

"Before Yuan Tiangang died," Li Chengqian paused slightly, his eyes becoming serious, "he told me to be careful of the Crown Prince."

He didn't explain it in detail, but just mentioned it in a general way.

When Lin Dafu heard this, he was instantly shocked and the fat on his face trembled.

He stared at Li Chengqian with eyes wide open in disbelief, thinking to himself, "How dare Yuan Tiangang say such outrageous words?"

"This is a blatant attempt to sow discord between His Majesty and the Crown Prince. It's a heinous crime!"

If an ordinary person heard such words, he would probably order Yuan Tiangang to be executed on the spot.

But Li Chengqian's reaction was very intriguing. Not only did he not severely punish Yuan Tiangang, he also let him be buried in Qianling Mausoleum. What does this mean?

This clearly means that Your Majesty believed what Yuan Tiangang said.

Lin Dafu was full of doubts. What on earth did Yuan Tiangang rely on to dare to say such words to His Majesty?

How could he be so courageous?

However, since His Majesty has told him, Lin Dafu knows in his heart that in his heart, there is actually no difference between the identities of His Majesty and the Prince. He only recognizes Qian Ge'er.

Now that Brother Qian said so, things became complicated for him to consider.

He subconsciously took the black gold card back, but halfway through, his hand suddenly stopped.

The key point is, even if you have to be careful about the Crown Prince, His Majesty only has this one son now! What can you do?

When Li Chengqian saw Lin Dafu was about to take the black gold card back, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he laughed out loud.

"Fatty, why did you take the card back?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, but more of helplessness.

Lin Dafu looked at Li Chengqian somewhat awkwardly, with a wry smile on his face.

"Brother Qian, why don't you put this card away? Now that you've said that, the relationship between the Emperor and me is definitely not as close as it is with you!"

"I'll just pretend I don't know." He tried to ease the tense atmosphere with this joke.

"No need. Just follow the Emperor's wishes," Li Chengqian waved his hand calmly. "Just give this black gold card to You'er. The Qianyu Chamber of Commerce is in your hands anyway, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Besides, You'er hasn't made any unusual moves right now, and the relationship between us father and son is pretty good. I really don't understand why I should be so careful of the Crown Prince."

He sighed slightly, a trace of fatigue in his eyes, "Let's see how this thing develops. If it rains, it will rain, and if my mother wants to get married, I'll just take things as they come."

"I treat people with human heart. I don't care how they treat me. I just want to have a clear conscience."

Seeing Li Chengqian being so open-minded now, Lin Dafu finally felt relieved.

Yes, this is his brother!

It was Qian Ge'er who supported him from an ordinary businessman to his current status, and it was Qian Ge'er who dared to lead 100,000 troops to besiege Chang'an and bravely seize the throne.

He laughed at himself mentally, wondering why he was worried.

Even if the prince has some ideas in the future, what can he do?

Can he still compare to the former Crown Prince Li Chengqian?

Is it possible to raise so many soldiers quietly under their noses?

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, then bowed to Li Chengqian and said respectfully, "As you command, Your Majesty!"