I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

The golden dragon on the dragon robe is baring its fangs and claws, and its scales are shining with brilliant golden light, as if it will break free from its restraints and soar into the sky at any time.

Although Li Chengqian canceled the coronation ceremony, the moment he put on the dragon robe, he could clearly feel the heavy responsibility, like millions of mountains pressing on his shoulders.

After putting on the dragon robe, his temperament suddenly became extremely majestic, and he was completely different from when he was wearing red clothes before.

He is surprisingly similar to Emperor Taizong in his youth. His demeanor and aura are as if he is the reincarnation of Emperor Taizong.

Sometimes, even Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel dazed, as if the wheel of time had turned backwards, and he couldn't tell whether it was Li Shimin or Li Chengqian sitting in the hall.

Li Shimin in his youth left an indelible mark in Wei Zheng's memory.

It was a heroic aura of a king, like the scorching sun in the sky, so dazzling that people could not look directly at it, and it also brought with it a sense of oppression that made people feel awe.

At that time, Wei Zheng was still serving in Li Jiancheng's camp and was an opponent of Li Shimin. Every confrontation with Li Shimin made him feel a shock from the depths of his soul.

"Alright, Grand Tutor Wei, whether it's General Cheng or General Yuchi, they are both pillars of the Tang Dynasty."

Li Chengqian spoke slowly. His voice was steady and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, calming the turbulent waves in the court.

His eyes revealed deep understanding and tolerance, as if he could embrace everything in the world.

"They are old, just like you."

"When they were young, they fought bravely on the battlefield, killing countless enemies for the Tang Dynasty. What bravery and fearlessness they showed!"

"Their military exploits are as brilliant as the stars, lighting up the sky of the Tang Dynasty."

"Now that I'm old, my body is like worn-out armor, plagued by injuries. Perhaps I want to put on airs and not attend court. I want to spend my remaining years at home in peace."

"I understand. There's no need to be so harsh on meritorious officials. Let them be!"

"Consider this a favor from me. If Grand Tutor Wei and Prime Minister Fang ever feel unwell before attending court, they can simply send someone to inform me."

"Now that you are old, you still have to work hard for the Tang Dynasty. Ultimately, I am the one who has let you down!"

As Li Chengqian spoke, his heart was filled with gratitude and guilt towards these old ministers.

His eyes swept across the ministers one by one, full of affection, as if expressing his respect and care for them.

He knew very well that these ministers had dedicated their lives to the Tang Dynasty, and their youth and blood were integrated into every inch of the Tang Dynasty's land.

Now that they are old, what they need more is understanding and tolerance, rather than criticism.

When Fang Xuanling heard this, his eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up in his eyes, as if they would burst out in the next second.

A warm feeling surged in his heart, like a ray of sunshine penetrating the dark sky and shining into his heart.

At the same time, he was deeply moved by Your Majesty's magnanimity, and this emotion was like a surging tide that almost drowned him.

He knelt down hastily, and with a "thump", the sound of his knees hitting the ground was particularly loud in the quiet court.

He shouted loudly with a choked voice: "Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace. I am willing to devote my life to the Tang Dynasty and never regret it until my death!"

His voice trembled with excitement, and every word was filled with his loyalty to the Tang Dynasty.

He silently swore in his heart that he would devote his whole life to the Tang Dynasty to repay the kindness of His Majesty and the late Emperor.

Upon seeing this, all the ministers in the court knelt down one after another, their uniform movements surging like waves.

They shouted in unison, thanking Li Chengqian for his grace. The sound echoed in the hall, so majestic that it seemed to break through the roof and reach the sky.

The ministers were all sighing in their hearts that His Majesty was truly a benevolent monarch. He treated his subjects with both kindness and severity, just like a skilled chess player who controlled the game of chess in the court.