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

In this ancient and prosperous city of Chang'an, the originally noisy and bustling atmosphere seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand overnight, and the air in the whole city became solemn and subtle.

In the streets and alleys, the original laughter and hawking sounds have disappeared, replaced by a chilling silence, like the suffocating depression before a storm.

"What's going on today? Looking at the situation, I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

An old man on the street frowned and whispered to the person next to him.

"Be silent, for the mouth brings disaster."

Others hurriedly pulled his sleeves.

Teams of Jinyiwei, dressed in Feiyu uniforms and with embroidered spring swords on their waists, were fully armed and rode tall horses as they galloped freely on the streets of Chang'an.

The "clattering" sound of horse hooves on the bluestone road was like the beat of a life-threatening drum, making people tremble with fear.

Even the common people of Chang'an, who were busy making a living all day and were most sensitive to changes in the world, could clearly see from this unusual scene that something big was about to happen in Chang'an again!

The red doors that symbolize the glory and majesty of the aristocratic families were brutally broken into by the ferocious Jinyiwei.

Those people from the aristocratic families who usually lived in high and mighty luxury looked at these court lackeys coming in.

Each of them looks high and mighty, with their eyes wide open and angry!

They didn't understand how these people dared to break into the mansion of the gentry so openly?

Cui Yuanhong of the Qinghe Cui family was a stubborn and self-righteous man who always relied on the prestige of his family.

"Wang Bi, you bunch of bastards! Do you know who I am?"

His eyes were wide open, and his arrogant look seemed to say that he was inviolable.

But he was unaware of the changes in the times and still tried to overwhelm the Jinyiwei with his momentum. As a result, he was kicked to the ground by Wang Bi, a captain of the Jinyiwei. The Embroidered Spring Knife instantly cut across his throat and blood splattered on the wall.

Yang Chongli, a member of the Hongnong Yang family, was timid and cowardly by nature, and usually submissive. At this moment, he was terrified.

"Master Zhao, please spare us. We have never made any mistakes. This must be a misunderstanding!"

His voice was trembling, his eyes were full of fear, and he kept begging, but the only response he got was the cold blade. He never understood until his death that in this cruel situation, weakness could not buy life.

Lu Jing of the Fanyang Lu family was a reckless man who was brave but not wise.

"We will fight you!"

He tried to resist with a sword in hand, but he had no strategy and was only relying on his passion.

In front of the well-trained Jinyiwei, they were vulnerable. He didn't know that acting rashly would only lead to the destruction of the family faster.

There were screams in the mansions of the nobles. The sound was like the wails of evil spirits, echoing in the mansions, then breaking through the courtyard walls and spreading in all directions.

Every scream represents the loss of a life, and every drop of blood tells of this brutal killing.

The Jinyiwei who were in charge of the killing had already been soaked in blood, and their bright and shiny Feiyu uniforms had now turned into dark red blood-stained clothes.

Blood continued to drip from the corners of clothes and the blade, gathering on the ground into shocking pools of blood.

However, they seemed to have no mercy or hesitation at all. Without even having time to clean the blood off their bodies, they jumped back on their horses and galloped towards their next target, leaving behind only the smell of blood in the air and the lingering screams.

After the Jinyiwei left like a gust of wind, the soldiers from the Five Army Camps who were responsible for confiscating the property marched in neat and heavy steps, quickly and orderly surrounding the entire mansion.

They are well-trained and act in an orderly manner.

The soldiers went in and out of the mansion, carrying out priceless gold, silver, treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, silks and satins, and other valuables one by one.

Boxes of valuables were carried out of the mansion. Each box carried the wealth accumulated by the aristocratic families in Chang'an, and also witnessed their current catastrophe.

The entire city of Chang'an was plunged into an unprecedented panic. The nine gates of Chang'an had long been tightly closed, and each gate was guarded by elite soldiers and generals.

At the city gate, soldiers were holding weapons, powerful crossbows and strong bows.

He watched every move in the city with a serious expression.

They were like a solid line of defense, isolating Chang'an City from the outside world, while also firmly locking away the fear and despair within the city.

On the streets of the city, the nobles, under the desperate protection of their own guards, ran around in panic like dogs that had lost their homes.

Their former nobility and dignity have long since disappeared, and there is only endless fear and escape from death in their eyes.

However, the Jinyiwei are chasing them like a shadow, how can they escape this pursuit that is like a dragnet?

Those usually pampered noble children had already lost their composure at this moment, running out of breath and in a mess.

"A tyrant! A tyrant!" Cui You, a member of the Cui family, was an extreme and impulsive person. His face was full of grief, anger and despair. He shouted this sentence with his last bit of strength.

However, before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed, and his head rolled to the ground. Blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, staining the surrounding ground red.

There was still fear of death and unwillingness to accept his fate in his eyes.

"Heaven is so unfair!" Li Boyang of the Longxi Li family was a pedantic and stubborn old aristocrat. He shouted tremblingly, his eyes full of tears.

"I've done good deeds all my life, why did I end up like this?"

He has always adhered to his so-called good intentions and principles, but he did not know that in the struggle between imperial power and the gentry, these could not be a reason to avoid death. What responded to him was the ruthless footsteps of the Jinyiwei.

"You bastard Cheng Qian! How dare you do this!" Li Qiwen of the Zhaojun Li family was a conceited and stubborn young aristocrat.

He roared and tried to rush towards the Jinyiwei, his eyes full of anger and disdain, but was stabbed through the chest.

He kept his eyes wide open and full of hatred until his death, and he was unwilling to accept the fact that the emperor had taken action against the aristocratic families.

"tyrant!"

"The Li Tang dynasty will end in your hands!"

"You will surely follow in the footsteps of Emperor Yang of Sui!"

When the nobles were about to die, they cursed and swore endlessly.

One after another, nobles uttered the most vicious curses against the young Majesty in the last moments of their lives.

Their words were filled with hatred, anger and despair, as if they were using these final cries to express their resistance to the disaster.

Of course, in this bloody and chaotic scene, many people knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Sir, please let me go. I am willing to be your slave!"

Cui Xianzhi of the Boling Cui family was a coward who was afraid of death. He shed tears and kowtowed frequently. His former pride and dignity had long been thrown out of the window. He only hoped to have a chance of survival.

The various aspects of life are vividly displayed in this scene where life and death, blood and tears are intertwined. It is nothing more than an interweaving of cruelty and helplessness.

But in the end, death is inevitable.

Amidst the chaos and bloodshed, Zhang Xianhuai's face was stern, his eyes revealing coldness and determination. He led a team of Jinyiwei troops to search the homes of dignitaries house by house.

He searched every room and every corner to see who dared to go against the will of the world and secretly keep the nobles!

Anyone who dares to go against Your Majesty will die!