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

He wondered to himself, "Why is Cheng Yaojin so excited? Are the military doctors eating delicacies?"

He knew that Cheng Yaojin was straightforward and wouldn't make a fuss over trivial matters, so he became even more curious about this secret.

He pondered various possibilities, from soups made with precious medicinal herbs to rare meats, and images of various delicacies kept flashing through his mind.

Cheng Yaojin quietly moved his lips towards Li Shimin, the sound so soft it was like the buzzing of a mosquito, but Li Shimin still heard it clearly.

"Are you serious? They can eat hot pot?" Li Shimin's face was full of disbelief, his eyes wide open.

The image of the dead sitting around a hot pot, feasting, flashed through his mind instantly; the steaming hot pot seemed completely out of place in the surrounding marching environment.

He was somewhat surprised and envious, not expecting that the military doctors in Xianyang would receive such treatment.

Cheng Yaojin, seeing Li Shimin's expression, thought he didn't believe him.

He immediately patted his chest.

"Your Majesty, how could I forget the smell of that hot pot? It's something I've been longing for day and night. I knew it was hot pot just from the smell."

As Cheng Yaojin spoke, he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as if the aroma of the hot pot was still lingering in his nostrils.

"The people from Xianyang are all His Highness the Crown Prince's direct subordinates, so it's inevitable that they'll have some good stuff!"

"That kid Li Ji is the commander-in-chief this time. Your Majesty, could you ask him to inquire and see if he can spare some food? I'm really craving it, I just want to satisfy my craving!"

As Cheng Yaojin spoke, he gestured with his hands to resemble a hot pot, his eyes filled with longing.

His mind was filled with the delicious taste of hot pot, and he thought that if he could have a bite, all the fatigue from the march would disappear instantly.

Li Shimin originally had no particular interest, but seeing Cheng Yaojin's greedy expression, his own appetite was immediately whetted.

He thought to himself how pleasant it would be to have a hot pot meal during the march.

The image of the scalding hot broth and the abundant ingredients bubbling in the pot flashed through his mind.

He felt that enjoying such delicious food occasionally during this arduous march was a true pleasure in life!

"Alright, I'll play along with your nonsense this once. Let's go find Li Ji!"

As Li Shimin spoke, he and Cheng Yaojin walked toward Li Ji's command tent.

July 10th of the fifteenth year of Zhenguan was a glorious day destined to be recorded in the annals of the Tang Dynasty.

On this day, the sunlight was like a dazzling golden gauze, gently sprinkling on every inch of land in Chang'an City. The sky was clear and blue like the deep sea, without a trace of clouds to disturb it.

The entire city of Chang'an was shrouded in a rich and festive atmosphere, as if surrounded by a layer of gorgeous auspicious light.

The source of this joyous occasion was that Yuan Tiangang, the imperial preceptor of the Tang Dynasty, had calculated countless times and concluded that the most auspicious date for His Majesty to get engaged was July 10th, and the wedding was scheduled for February 2nd of next year.

The news that His Majesty had gotten engaged and given the betrothal gifts today spread like a spring breeze, quickly spreading to every corner of Chang'an City. No matter it was the bustling streets or the narrow alleys, everyone knew about it.

When the people in the streets and alleys heard the news, they put down their busy work and rushed to the streets like a tide.

Suddenly, the street, once wide enough for several carriages to pass side by side, was crammed to the brim with people, a clamor of clamor and bustle. The crowds jostled shoulder to shoulder, each face brimming with excitement and anticipation. The bustling scene was like a vivid painting of the human world.

"I heard that His Majesty is getting engaged today. This is a great joyous event for our Tang Dynasty!"

A white-haired old man had a smile on his face, and that smile was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and joy was hidden in his deep wrinkles.