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

During those days, Li Chengqian's coffin was quietly placed there, and Li Jingyou locked himself in the Prince's Eastern Palace. This was once his stronghold where he looked forward to his future, but now it became a prison of inner torment for him.

He finally stood at the pinnacle of power, owning the world he had always dreamed of. However, an indescribable feeling of emptiness completely overwhelmed him like a tide. He truly realized that while he gained all this, he seemed to have lost the most precious thing forever.

Once upon a time, his father, Emperor Li Chengqian, was like the unshakable sky in his heart. He was his heaven. His father's existence provided him with a safe haven. But now, driven by the desire for power, he cruelly tore apart the sky that had protected him for many years with his own hands.

From now on, he will have to face all the ups and downs of life alone, and there will no longer be a mountain-like figure to shelter him from the wind and rain.

His heart was gnawed by endless self-blame, and every moment in the dead of night, the unbearable past would haunt him.

In order to ascend to the supreme throne, he paid a heavy price.

He knew that his own aunt had died in the power struggle, but he could only choose to endure it.

He poisoned the person and personally handed the poison to his father. He hated what he had done and felt that he had lost his humanity and became so unscrupulous for power.

If the queen mother were still alive, seeing this scene and seeing him blinded by power, she would be heartbroken and how would she view this disobedient and unfilial son. Thinking of this, Li Jingyou's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Before he obtained the dragon throne, which symbolized supreme power, Li Jingyou fantasized day and night about becoming the ruler of the world. He felt that as long as he ascended the throne, he would have endless glory, wealth, and the power to control everything, and all his dreams would come true.

But when all this really became a reality, he suddenly felt a deep sense of loss when he sat on the cold and hard dragon throne.

This supreme throne did not bring him the satisfaction he had imagined.

Instead, it plunged him into deeper pain. He began to doubt what he was doing all for and whether this was really the life he wanted.

Just when Li Jingyou was immersed in this endless confusion and unable to extricate himself, a gentle knock on the door broke the deathly silence in the house.

Xu Yuan and Jiang Liuer pushed the door open cautiously. The dim light in the room made it difficult for them to see Li Jingyou's face, but from his drooping shoulders and decadent posture, they could deeply feel his depression.

"Your Highness, oh no, now you are His Majesty."

"Your Majesty, you can't continue to be depressed like this."

Xu Yuan was the first to break the silence. He took a few steps forward and bowed respectfully.

"After countless hardships, we have finally succeeded. The world is now yours, Your Majesty. You shoulder the heavy responsibility of benefiting the people!"

Then, Xu Yuan's expression became more serious. He frowned slightly and said, "Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to take back the power of the suppression army as soon as possible."

"Right now, the military power of the Three Thousand Battalions is still firmly in the hands of Qin Ruzhao. He commands a large number of troops and is a great threat to us."

"As well as the envoys to the four capitals, these key positions must be replaced with our trusted associates as soon as possible. Only in this way can we truly control the situation."

"In the court, those ministers who are dissatisfied with us must be removed one by one and replaced with our own people."

"Your Majesty, there is no time to lose. Please give the order immediately!"

Li Jingyou slowly raised his head and looked at Xuyuan quietly. After a moment, he sighed softly and nodded.

"Okay, let's do as you wish."

Xu Yuan was about to say something when Jiang Liu'er, who had been standing nearby, hurriedly took two steps forward and bowed to Li Jingyou, saying, "Your Majesty! A large number of people have gathered outside the palace gates. The palace guards have gone to drive them away, but they refuse to leave and are extremely agitated. What should we do?"

Upon hearing the news, Li Jingyou's body trembled slightly, and his already gloomy expression became even more solemn.

He slowly stood up, walked to the window, and fell into deep silence.

He knew very well that the merits and demerits of an emperor during his reign could be seen from the reaction of the people after his death. The people's actions at this moment were undoubtedly the most direct reflection of the late Emperor Li Chengqian's life achievements.

During the reign of the late emperor, he worked diligently and cared about the world, making the Tang Dynasty prosperous and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Now that the late emperor has passed away, the people have come spontaneously to mourn, which is enough to prove the late emperor's lofty status in the hearts of the people.

While Li Jingyou was lost in thought, Xu Yuan first glanced at Jiang Liuer, who looked anxious, and then set his gaze on Li Jingyou. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, I have an idea, but I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

Li Jingyou slowly turned around, raised his head and glanced at Xu Yuan, then said calmly, "Go ahead, don't be so reserved."

"Your Majesty, the people gathered at the palace gates because they deeply miss the late emperor."

Xu Yuan cleared his throat and said seriously, "The late emperor's achievements in his life are unprecedented and will never be surpassed."

"The late emperor single-handedly brought the Tang Dynasty to its present prosperity and strength."

"Under his rule, the people of the Tang Dynasty bid farewell to the days of hunger and cold, no longer suffered the pain of war, and now live a stable and happy life."

"Therefore, I believe that during this special period, we should adopt some special methods to commemorate the late emperor and comfort his spirit in heaven."

"The late emperor upheld the great ideal of serving the common good throughout his life. His conduct was completely different from that of previous emperors. His aspirations and vision are a model for all ages."

"Therefore, his afterlife cannot be treated in the usual way."

"I suggest sending someone to the East China Sea to select the purest crystal and craft a magnificent and exquisite crystal coffin to preserve the late emperor's remains."

Xu Yuan observed Li Jingyou's expression as he spoke. Seeing that he showed no obvious displeasure, he continued, "Also, after the late emperor's body is properly handled, place it in a crystal coffin. Then, choose a Feng Shui-savory spot outside the imperial palace and build a memorial hall to commemorate the late emperor."

"If the common people miss the late emperor, they only need to buy a ticket to enter the museum and admire the late emperor's appearance up close."

"I believe that given the late emperor's benevolent heart, which cared deeply about the people of the world, if he knew about this, he would surely agree with my proposal."

As soon as Xuyuan said this, the whole room fell into silence.

Jiang Liuer looked at him in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

His mouth was slightly open and there was a hint of anger on his face.

How dare Xu Yuan say such outrageous words?

Acting in this way is simply treating the late emperor's honor as dirt. Where does this place the dignity of the royal family?

Although Jiang Liuer has always been loyal to Li Jingyou, he came from a poor family. In this power struggle, he feels that it is understandable to a certain extent to use any means to achieve victory.

But he had also received a meal from the late emperor and received a good education, and he always had respect for the late emperor in his heart.

Now that they have achieved the final victory and are in power, why should they do such things that are insulting to the late emperor, and why should they use such means to treat the late emperor!

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely not possible!" Jiang Liu'er's face was full of anxiety. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"The late emperor was a sage ruler of the Tang Dynasty. His achievements and virtues are revered by all the people."

"We should follow the rules of our ancestors and give the late emperor a grand funeral in Zhaoling Mausoleum so that he can rest in peace."

"If we follow Xu Yuan's suggestion, it will not only chill the hearts of the people, but will also make the Tang Dynasty royal family a laughing stock! Your Majesty, please reconsider!"

But for some reason, Li Jingyou fell into a long silence.

He stood there quietly, looking ahead with empty eyes, as if he was thinking about something, but also as if he was thinking about nothing.

Seeing Li Jingyou's unmoved expression, Jiang Liuer became even more anxious. He kowtowed repeatedly, his voice becoming hoarse. "Your Majesty, this absolutely cannot happen! This is a matter of great importance to the destiny of the Tang Dynasty and the dignity of the imperial family!"

The next moment, Li Jingyou laughed without warning. His laughter echoed in the silent room, sounding particularly strange.

After laughing for a while, he slowly walked up to Xu Yuan, looked at him calmly, and said, "Xu Yuan, I agree to your words."