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

Cheng Yaojin cried until he was almost choked with sobs, and his shoulders were shaking violently.

He noticed a figure standing silently in front of him.

In an instant, Cheng Yaojin's anger soared to its peak.

He was commemorating Emperor Taizong at this moment. At this time when emotions were at their strongest, who was so bold and rude as to dare to be so disrespectful to him and even dare to stand in front of him?

He is the Duke of Lu of the Tang Dynasty. How many people in the entire Tang Dynasty can withstand his kneeling?

Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojin suddenly raised his head, his eyes, red from crying, spewing flames of anger. He desperately wanted to see clearly which ignorant guy dared to be so rude at this time.

But when his eyes fell on the person in front of him, the anger on his face instantly froze, replaced by confusion.

"Your Majesty?" Cheng Yaojin's voice was nasal and full of uncertainty, and he shouted these two words with a slight tremor.

The person in front of him was wearing a black casual suit, standing straight, with his hands leisurely behind his back, a gentle and kind smile on his face, staring at him quietly.

That familiar expression and manners were very similar to the wise and powerful Emperor Taizong in our memory.

"Your Majesty? Is it really you?"

Cheng Yaojin's voice became more trembling and full of disbelief.

He hurriedly used his sleeve to wipe away the tears that kept flowing from his eyes, as if he wanted to make the scene before him more real, fearing that it was just an illusory dream.

That’s right, they are very similar. The eyebrows, eyes and expression of the person in front of him are all highly consistent with the Emperor Taizong in his memory. In a trance, he thought that all this was just a dream after he was drunk.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Cheng Yaojin's voice was full of complex emotions.

When Li Chengqian heard Cheng Yaojin call him like this, the smile on his face became warmer and he nodded slightly.

As for whether the "Your Majesty" was really calling him, he didn't care. In his opinion, it would be great if he could give these old ministers who had followed the late emperor a little spiritual comfort.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hands, one hand firmly supported Cheng Yaojin, the other hand gently helped Li Ji up, and said in a gentle voice: "Drink, then drink, why are you crying? My two beloved ministers, I will drink with you!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Li Ji's voice changed with excitement, and the tears in his eyes burst out again.

He quickly raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face. He looked like a wanderer who had finally returned home after a long journey.

The diners around were originally immersed in the sadness of the two old men, but when they heard the word "Your Majesty", they instantly exploded.

Everyone stood up, stretched their necks, and cast excited glances.

"Your Majesty, it's really Your Majesty!"

A young man was the first to be unable to contain his excitement. He shouted loudly with excitement, his eyes flashing with fiery light.

"Your Majesty has returned to Xianyang!"

Exclamations echoed in the restaurant one after another, and many young people danced with excitement, with happy smiles on their faces.

For them, being able to see the current emperor in person in this small Songhe Tower is undoubtedly an extremely lucky and exciting event, enough to become a topic of conversation for them in the future.

Li Chengqian, seeing this, wore a humble and amiable smile. He clasped his fists and bowed to the people around him, saying cordially, "Everyone, please enjoy your meal. Today, I am not some high and mighty emperor, but an ordinary citizen, here to keep these two elders company."

"Everyone doesn't need to be restrained, just do what you need to do."

His voice was gentle and echoed slowly in the restaurant.

"Everyone knows about my deep connection with Xianyang. I hope you, my fellow villagers, will keep this secret for me. Thank you very much!"

Hearing Li Chengqian's sincere words, the people of Xianyang patted their chests and vowed that they would never reveal the news about His Majesty.

They were full of love for this emperor who was close to the people and loved the people. For them, being able to keep secrets for His Majesty was not only a responsibility but also a supreme honor.

Li Chengqian nodded gratefully to the people around him, then gently pulled Cheng Yaojin and Li Ji to the table and slowly sat down.

"Xianhuai, come and sit down too." He turned to Zhang Xianhuai and said with a casual tone.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" After expressing his gratitude, Zhang Xianhuai also sat down aside.

Seeing Li Chengqian coming, the owner of Songhelou smiled and walked over hurriedly with brisk steps.

"Your Majesty, I have two jars of fine wine that I have treasured for many years. Can you bring them over?"

He looked attentive and his eyes were full of flattery. He looked like he was in great honor to be able to offer fine wine to His Majesty.

Li Chengqian looked at the shopkeeper's eyebrows, which had turned a little gray, and an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart. He still had a smile on his face and shook his head gently: "Forget it, I'm afraid I can't afford your fine wine."

His tone was light-hearted and humorous, with a hint of teasing, which instantly brought him closer to everyone.

Li Ji looked at the shopkeeper, and a light bulb went off in his head, and he immediately understood the reason.

The owner of Songhe Tower was a part-time Jinyiwei, who had once followed them to Mobei.

No wonder His Majesty was able to find them so quickly, it turns out they have this relationship.

Li Ji smiled, stretched out his finger, gently tapped the shopkeeper, and said with a hint of resentment: "You, you betrayed us two old men again."

"What are you talking about? This is not something you can sell. I can't comfort you, so I can only invite someone who can comfort you."

The shopkeeper quickly explained, with a look of grievance on his face, "And, Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

"What do you mean by 'can't afford it'? The whole world belongs to your Majesty. What are two jars of wine worth?"

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Li Chengqian turned to look at Zhang Xianhuai and said half-jokingly, "Xianhuai, your ideological work is not going very well!"

"This world belongs to the people, not just me! Even I have to pay for food!"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, you are right!" The shopkeeper responded quickly with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Forget it, let's get a nice bottle of wine and put it on Fatty's account. Today is a good time to see General Li off."

Li Chengqian said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I'm not going out to fight, so why would Your Majesty personally come and see me off?"

Li Ji was a little flattered.

Li Chengqian waved his hand.

"One thing is another. Today, we are not between the king and his subjects."

"Instead, I'm here to see you on behalf of my father."

"It's just a gift from a nephew."