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

After pouring out the words in his heart without reservation, the emotions in Li Chengqian's chest gradually calmed down.

At this moment, in the Liangyi Hall, the emperor who dominated the fate of the Tang Dynasty slowly turned towards Mr. Qi.

His eyes were filled with the ups and downs of the past and also contained anxiety about the future.

I saw him slowly raise his hands, bend his fingers naturally, and gently fold them together to form a fist. His movements were slow yet extremely solemn.

Then, he slowly lowered his waist in an extremely humble posture, leaned forward with his upper body, and saluted Mr. Qi.

"Mr. Qi," Li Chengqian spoke, his voice mellow and echoing in the empty Liangyi Hall.

"I'll have to trouble you to lend me a helping hand."

"We have come this far, overcoming countless hardships and difficulties and weathering many storms."

"But our journey should never stop at this moment."

"The truly grand chapter has just begun."

He raised his head slightly, his eyes locked tightly with Mr. Qi's. His eyes were filled with earnestness, as if he wanted to use this look to convey the most ardent desire in his heart to the other person. "Mr. Qi, I, please."

Looking at Li Chengqian's solemn yet somewhat tired appearance, Mr. Qi's thoughts were instantly pulled back to the past years, back to the city of Xianyang full of stories.

At that time, he had experienced many vicissitudes of life in the troubles of the world and was exhausted both physically and mentally. He had already made up his mind to stay away from this noisy and chaotic world and find a quiet place to enjoy the rest of his life.

But the wonderful twists of fate always catch people off guard. His acquaintance with Li Chengqian was like a sudden storm, which completely broke his originally peaceful life trajectory.

He clearly remembered that it was an evening, but the sunset that day was particularly red.

The sunset in the sky was gorgeous and dazzling, shrouding the entire Xianyang city in a warm halo.

The children in the school finished their lessons for the day and went home together.

At this moment, Li Chengqian walked into the school slowly, carrying a pot of wine in his hand and walking leisurely, exuding a free and unrestrained temperament.

He had a relaxed and happy smile on his face, and he looked like he was attending an ordinary gathering with friends.

That evening, Mr. Qi initially thought that this was just an ordinary gathering.

In this leisurely atmosphere, drinking and chatting with friends, talking about the trivialities and beauty of life, is very pleasant.

But who would have thought that after a few drinks, when both of them were a little tipsy, Li Chengqian's expression suddenly became serious and solemn.

With a serious expression, he slowly stood up, bowed to Mr. Qi, and said earnestly, "Please give me a hand, Mr. Qi."

That day, his words carried a certain confidence that was unique to young people, and even a hint of sarcasm. In his eyes, all the difficulties and obstacles in the world were nothing but passing clouds. Even without the support of Mr. Qi, nothing could stop him from moving forward.

As time goes by, Li Chengqian is no longer the confident young man he used to be.

Mr. Qi could hear full of pleading and worry in his tone at this moment.

The road they were about to embark on was filled with too many unknowns and variables. Even this usually fearless emperor had lost his former confidence.

Mr. Qi looked at Li Chengqian, who was bowing to him, and felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He quickly extended his hands and gently helped him up. "Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"

Mr. Qi's voice was filled with heartache, "I will never leave you."

Hearing Mr. Qi's words, Li Chengqian's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, but there was a bit of unspeakable bitterness hidden in that smile.

"I know you won't leave, but you may not be willing to continue walking with me."

Li Chengqian's words were very plain, but people couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Mr. Qi stared at Li Chengqian, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

Over the years, he has met countless people and experienced all kinds of things, but there has always been a doubt in his heart that has been weighing on his heart for many years and has never dissipated.

He really couldn't understand what on earth could have caused His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had once indulged in a life of pleasure, to become a completely different person one day, as if he had been reborn.

Under the promotion of Li Chengqian, Xianyang's economy became increasingly prosperous.

He made a fortune with his talents and used the money to enjoy life, which seemed to be nothing wrong at the time.

But why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince later reverse the trajectory of his life, completely abandon his past extravagance, and want to be a wise ruler?

"Your Majesty, I have a question that has been on my mind for many years. Today, I beg Your Majesty to give me an answer."

Mr. Qi looked sincere and wanted to uncover the mystery that had been hidden for many years.

Hearing Mr. Qi's words, Li Chengqian smiled, his expression gentle, and his tone a little indulgent: "Just say it."

"Your Majesty, I don't understand. As far as I know, Your Majesty hates troubles the most."

"When we first met, I still remember you said to me,"

Mr. Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

What's the point of being an emperor? An emperor gets up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog. He's busy from dawn to dusk every day. How can he be as happy as a prince like you who doesn't do his job properly?

"You can have fun however you want, and you have endless money to spend. You can choose from all the beauties and delicacies in the world. Isn't it happier than being an emperor?"

Mr. Qi paused, a puzzled look in his eyes. "But later, Your Majesty, you became obsessed with becoming emperor. From that time on, you even stopped drinking your favorite Hundred Flowers Honeydew, and ate the same simple meals as the ordinary people in Xianyang."

"I just want to ask Your Majesty, why?"

Mr. Qi was really curious about Li Chengqian's sudden change.

What made Li Chengqian change his personality and come to this point today, and what created the remarkable Qianwu era today?

Li Chengqian heard Mr. Qi's question and did not answer immediately.

He slowly paced in the Liangyi Hall.

His footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

"why?"

He murmured to himself, his voice as soft as the breeze, "Old Qi, you have seen how the people lived in the past, right?"

He raised his head slightly.

"I'm a soft-hearted person, very soft-hearted, but also very hard-hearted."

"Over the years, I have personally witnessed the lives of too many ordinary people. It is such a hardship that it cannot be described with just one word: hardship."

His voice gradually deepened.

"Trading children for food, crying out for hunger and cold, these tragic scenes are not uncommon at all."

"I saw it all, but I pretended not to see it."

Li Chengqian had a look of pain on his face, and he felt somewhat ashamed of his past self.

"I know I can't take care of so many things. There are too many people suffering in the world. It's impossible for me to do it alone. No one can take care of it all."

"I pretended not to know all this, pretended not to see the cruel oppression of the common people by the aristocratic families, the people struggling with hunger and eventually dying of starvation on the streets, and the tragic scenes of those who had no choice but to sell their children."

"I just pretend to be blind and live in my own world, deceiving myself."

"But one day, my carriage was stopped at the gate of Xianyang City."

Li Chengqian's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"It was a woman with two children younger than me, a boy and a girl."

"They are refugees, fleeing from far away."

He closed his eyes slightly.

"Even I don't know where they escaped from. I only remember that woman using the last of her strength to kowtow to me. She couldn't even say a word to me, but I understood what she meant. She was begging me to save her children."

Having said that, Li Chengqian sighed deeply.

He continued leisurely, "From that day on, I have been wondering why the people are suffering so much."

"Why do those aristocratic families act so high and mighty, wantonly trampling on the dignity and lives of the common people?"

"I was the Crown Prince, the future heir to the throne of the Tang Dynasty. I had the power to change everything! Why did I pretend to be deaf and dumb, and turn a blind eye to the suffering of the people?"

"My father is Li Shimin, and I am Li Chengqian. I am not an ordinary person. I cannot watch the suffering of the world helplessly. I have the ability to save the people from danger."

"I also wonder, if she hadn't kowtowed to me, would those people still think she was in the way and drive the carriage over her body?"

"But, fortunately it was me, and fortunately, she didn't say anything."

"If she doesn't say anything, I can use my own thoughts to speak for her!"

"So, Lao Qi, as you can see, I want to be the emperor."

Li Chengqian slowly turned around and looked out the window with a determined gaze.

"Why? There are so many things, but there aren't so many whys."

"It was nothing more than a spur of the moment decision. Of course, if you insist on asking me why I want to be the emperor,"

He paused, then slowly walked to the window of the Liangyi Palace, put his hands behind his back, and stood proudly between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Li Chengqian's lost confidence seemed to return.

The shaking made it difficult for Mr. Qi to open his eyes.

He stared at the scorching sun outside the window. The sunlight shone on his body, outlining his resolute figure.

"It's nothing more than a thought to save the world!"

This sentence sounded like his answer to Mr. Qi, and also like a promise he made to the scorching sun in the sky and to all the people in the world.