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

At the end of the fourth year of Xianheng, a biting cold wind carrying fine snow whistled through the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.

There were few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, a few carriages hurried past, and the wheels rolled over the cobblestones, making a dull sound, adding a bit of desolation.

On such a cold day, an unusual old man arrived in Chang'an. He was dressed in a plain grey robe, without any fancy patterns, but it was clean and had a unique aura.

He wore an old felt hat on his head, with the brim drooping slightly, covering part of his eyebrows and eyes.

That wrinkled face seemed to be engraved with the vicissitudes of time, but those eyes were deep and bright, as if hiding endless wisdom and stories.

He carried a simple bag and walked steadily and calmly towards the most prosperous area of ​​Chang'an City.

Soon, he arrived at the gate of Li Yifu's house.

The vermilion gate is tall and majestic, and the stone lions in front of the gate are majestic, demonstrating the owner's identity and status.

The servant at the door saw an old man in ordinary clothes coming and was about to step forward to drive him away, but he was frightened by the old man's majestic aura and did not dare to move for a while.

Inside the mansion, Li Yifu was sitting in the study, playing with an exquisite jade artifact in his hand with a smug smile on his face.

As the first lackey of the Queen Mother, he has great power in the court and is now the Prime Minister of the dynasty, the highest official in the country.

Along the way, he relied on his own power and means to gain a firm foothold in the court and enjoyed great glory.

Just as he was immersed in his power, a servant came running in and reported outside the door: "Sir, there is an old man outside who insists on seeing you."

Li Yifu frowned slightly and said impatiently: "No, all the little cats and dogs want to see me, Sikong. I don't have so much free time!"

The servant hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sir, that old man looks unusual. We dare not send him away easily."

Li Yifu was a little curious, so he said, "Let him in."

A moment later, the old man walked into the study.

Li Yifu looked up and was shocked. The jade in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He widened his eyes, his face filled with shock, his voice trembling a little: "You...why are you here?"

The old man ignored his surprise and said calmly, "Take me to see His Majesty."

Normally, when other people wanted to see His Majesty, Li Yifu would declare that His Majesty was ill and it was not easy to see Him now, so they could only see the Queen Mother.

But Li Yifu didn't dare to hide anything from the person in front of him.

He knew this man's identity and status very well. This man had once helped him and had a significant influence in the court. Even though he had retired now, he should not be underestimated.

Li Yifu immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Grand Master, please wait a moment. I will report to His Majesty right away."

After saying this, he hurriedly sent someone to report to the palace, while he carefully accompanied the old man, not daring to breathe.

That day, in the courtyard of Li Yifu's house, Li Mao, who was known as the number one lackey of the Queen Mother and had great power in the court, treated the old man like a follower.

He personally brought a chair for the old man, had hot tea served, and from time to time asked the old man if he felt cold or needed more clothes, being very attentive.

When the servants saw this scene, they were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

They had never seen their master treat someone so humbly, and the servants didn't even dare to guess the old man's identity.

After a while, the person sent to report to the palace came back and told His Majesty Li Yifu that he had learned about the matter and asked Mr. Qi to meet him in Liangyi Hall.

Li Yifu quickly said to the old man, "Grand Master, I have already told His Majesty that he is waiting for you in the Liangyi Hall."

When saying this, Li Yifu was trembling with fear, and his voice was full of awe.

The old man just nodded and said slowly: "Okay, Li Yifu, you are now the prime minister of the current dynasty, the highest position among the ministers, and your power is no less than mine back then. Why are you still like this?"

Li Yifu's heart tightened when he heard this, and he quickly said, "I am just an old man who is about to die. How can I deserve to be treated like this by the Prime Minister?"

"As for the Grand Master, that's all in the past."

Hearing the old man's polite words, Li Yifu immediately replied: "The Grand Tutor is the Grand Tutor. Even if I sit in this position, I will still remember the favor of the Grand Tutor in promoting me. How can I compare with the Grand Tutor?"

"If it weren't for the Grand Master's insightful eye and giving me the opportunity, I wouldn't be where I am today."

The old man shook his head and said earnestly, "It wasn't me who promoted you, Li Yifu. It was you who was in the right place. You are a smart person. I said at the time that you were destined to be where you are today."

"But remember what I said at the time: always keep the people in your heart and never exploit them."

"Now that you are extremely powerful, you must learn to restrain yourself and not let power blind you."

"This world belongs to the people. Your Majesty, to govern the world, needs ministers who can work for the welfare of the people."

Li Yifu bowed slightly and said sincerely, "I will remember your words, Grand Tutor! I will put the people first and live up to your expectations and your Majesty's trust."

The old man looked at Li Yifu, his eyes showing both relief and worry.

Power is a double-edged sword. It can enable people to achieve great things, but it can also make people lose themselves.

He hoped that Li Yifu could stick to his original intention and not go astray.

Afterwards, the old man, accompanied by Li Yifu, walked towards the palace.

Along the way, people on both sides of the street saw this scene and stopped to watch.

They didn't know who this old man was who was treated so respectfully by Li Sikong, but they could feel that this person must be of extraordinary status.

When they arrived at the palace, in front of the Liangyi Hall, the old man asked Li Yifu to stop and walked in alone.

Inside the hall, Li Zhi was sitting on the armchair. Seeing Mr. Qi come in, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He quickly stood up to greet him: "Mr. Qi, long time no see, you are finally here!"

"I have been looking forward to seeing you come."

The old man stepped forward, performed the ceremony of monarch and subject, and said: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. I wish your Majesty good health and eternal prosperity for your country."

His Majesty took the old man's hand and said with emotion: "Grand Master, I have been worried about the affairs of the court these days. You came at the right time."

"The situation in the court is complicated now. I need your experience to help me with my advice."

The old man nodded and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. Now that I have returned, I will take care of your worries."

"However, I, your Majesty, hope that you will always remember to put the people first. Only when the people live and work in peace and contentment can the country be stable."

Li Zhi nodded seriously and said, "Mr. Qi is absolutely right. I will definitely keep it in mind."