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&34;Your Majesty! &34;

"His Majesty has arrived!"

This loud shout instantly shattered the clamor in the hall. The people inside had been whispering to each other, some sharing their experiences on the way to Chang'an, others curiously surveying their surroundings. But hearing this announcement, it was as if time had frozen.

Someone was gesturing excitedly, but before he could wipe away the smile on his face, it was replaced by surprise.

After a brief silence, everyone could only stand up one by one, a little flustered but full of excitement. Countless pairs of eyes looked towards the entrance of the hall with awe and anticipation.

Li Chengqian, accompanied by Mr. Qi and Lin Dafu, slowly walked up to the stage from the avenue in the center of the hall.

"Your Majesty! It's really Your Majesty!"

A white-haired old man in the crowd was so excited that his voice changed and he shouted first.

Cheers and shouts instantly erupted in the hall like a surging tide, one wave after another, lasting for a long time.

In this boiling crowd, Wang Wen's heartbeat accelerated sharply and his chest heaved violently.

This was the first time he saw His Majesty in person - the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the actual ruler who held the fate of millions of people in his hands.

His eyes followed Li Chengqian closely, with curiosity and admiration in them.

I saw that His Majesty had a kind smile on his face. There was no arrogance in that smile, but it was full of care for the people.

As His Majesty walked, he kept waving to the people on both sides. His movements were natural and friendly, as if there was no distance between him and the people.

Wang Wen secretly sighed in his heart that it was this Majesty who, with his own strength, led the Tang Dynasty into a new era.

The series of reform measures he implemented made the agriculture of the Tang Dynasty flourish, the grain output increased significantly, and the people no longer had to worry about food and clothing.

He encouraged the development of commerce. The Tang Dynasty's caravans traveled far and wide, trade was frequent, and the economy prospered.

It was also he who proposed the great concept of "the world belongs to all", allowing the seeds of equality to take root and sprout in the hearts of every citizen of the Tang Dynasty.

At this moment, Wang Wen's heart was filled with a strong shock and sense of belonging.

Although he had just arrived in this unfamiliar city of Chang'an and was surrounded by unfamiliar faces, he felt that he was closely connected to this city and everything in front of him.

The feeling was so strong, as if this was his long-cherished home, and he felt extremely free and at ease here.

Because, His Majesty is here!

Unable to contain his inner excitement, he followed the crowd, raised his hands high, and cheered with all his might: "Long live His Majesty!"

"Long live His Majesty!"

Li Chengqian stepped onto the platform steadily. With a smile on his face, he gently glanced at the cheering people below the stage. Then he raised his hand and waved gently, signaling everyone to be quiet.

With this simple action of his, the originally noisy voices of the crowd gradually died down. Finally, the only sounds in the hall were the soft breathing and the occasional footsteps.

After everyone was completely quiet, Li Chengqian slowly spoke.

"My fellow villagers, you have all come from all over the Tang Dynasty, through countless hardships and difficulties, to come to Chang'an from thousands of miles away."

As he spoke, he bowed slightly, his eyes full of gratitude, "I, Li Chengqian, sincerely thank you!"

After saying this, he bowed solemnly to the people in the hall.

This action made the people in the audience panic instantly.

In their perception, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, high above everyone else and extremely noble, while they are just common people. How can it be right for common people to sit while the emperor stands to salute?

What's more, the emperor actually saluted them, a group of "peasants" who only knew how to work hard on weekdays. This really made them flattered and uneasy.

For a moment, the people looked at each other, their faces filled with astonishment and helplessness.

If the gaps between the seats were not so narrow that movement was inconvenient, many people would have been unable to contain their fear and would have knelt down to return the greeting.

Li Chengqian straightened up and, seeing the people's reactions, quickly waved his hand, a kind smile on his face, and said in a gentler tone: "Fellow villagers, everyone, relax a little."

"Our Great Tang upholds the principle of 'all under heaven belong to one community'. In this prosperous age, we are all equal, without distinction of high or low."

"Everyone, just treat this place like your own home. Don't be shy, just sit down and relax."

His eyes were sincere as he slowly swept across the room, "Not only this small hall, but the entire Tang Dynasty is yours!"

"Every inch of land and every bit of wealth in the Tang Dynasty belongs to each and every one of you!"

I don't know who was the first to shout out "The world belongs to all!" in the crowd. In an instant, these four words were like a spark, igniting the enthusiasm of the entire audience.

Everyone was infected by this passionate emotion. They clenched their fists, raised them high, and shouted at the top of their lungs: "The world belongs to all! Long live His Majesty!"

"The world belongs to all! Long live His Majesty!"

The voices gathered together, deafening, announcing to the entire Tang Dynasty the people's support for His Majesty.

Li Chengqian looked at the excited people and their dark faces, which were deeply scarred by time and hard work, and felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, which touched him deeply.

This time, the Jinyiwei carried out their mission extremely carefully and thoroughly.

Looking around, most of the wealthy people in Chang'an were fair-skinned and lived a life of luxury. But the faces of the common people who came from all over the country were weathered by the wind and frost, with the simplicity of the land, and with a tenacity for life.

Such a face has not appeared in the prosperous city of Chang'an for a long time.

When the crowd's emotions gradually calmed down and the hall became quiet again, Li Chengqian's eyes became more profound.

He paused for a moment before slowly speaking: "Today, I have gathered everyone here from their homes. There is no other complicated matter. I just want to ask you honestly, fellow villagers, how are you doing now?"

His voice was full of concern. "Do you have enough food to eat on weekdays? Do you have enough clothes to keep warm when winter comes?"

“Do all the children in the family have access to books and receive a good education?”

"Also, are there still people in my Tang Dynasty suffering from hunger, or even starving to death?"

Li Chengqian did not ask those obscure questions. He knew in his heart that although the economy of the Tang Dynasty had developed significantly and was prosperous, the development was not balanced.

Some places are extremely rich, with prosperous streets and crowded merchants; while some places are still poor and backward, with barren land and people living a hard life.

The criterion for judging a truly great era is not its most glorious peak, but the living conditions of the people at the bottom.

Only when the poorest and most distressed people can live a good life can the Tang Dynasty be called truly prosperous and be the ideal era of peace and prosperity in his mind.