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

After hearing this, Wei Zheng snorted coldly. He glared at Changsun Wuji with the anger in his eyes not diminished at all, but he also knew that he had to first find out who the successor king would be in order to better deal with this sudden change.

Changsun Wuji no longer paid any attention to Wei Zheng's anger. With a solemn expression, he took out the succession edict, unfolded it, and read aloud: "The edict appoints the Prince of Jin as the Crown Prince: In the past, the wise king received the map, and the great sage set an example..."

King Li Tai of Wei, who was originally full of joy and immersed in the dream of ascending the throne, was struck by lightning when he heard the first words of Zhangsun Wuji, and his face turned ashen in an instant.

He stared wide-eyed, pointing at Changsun Wuji, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word for a long time. In the eyes of the crowd, anyone could overturn the will in Changsun Wuji's hands, anyone could question its authenticity, but Li Tai alone couldn't! Because he was one of the witnesses to this so-called will, if it was false, he would inevitably become the target of public criticism.

"Before His Majesty died, he appointed His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin as the Crown Prince?" An old minister asked in disbelief. The voice suddenly rang out in the silent court, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.

"Fourteen-year-old His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin?" Another old minister subconsciously repeated, his words tinged with deep doubt. Many other old ministers were bewildered, looking at each other in astonishment and confusion.

Among His Majesty's sons, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin has the lowest presence.

In the past, during important occasions such as palace banquets and sacrificial ceremonies, Prince Jin always stood quietly in the corner, unlike other princes who were so dazzling.

Many people don’t know much about His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin. They only know that he is introverted by nature and rarely shows his edge in front of others.

"Lord Changsun, may I have a glimpse of His Majesty's handwritten will?"

Chu Suiliang frowned slightly and stared at Changsun Wuji closely. His hands, which were good at calligraphy, trembled slightly, as if he had sensed that something was unusual.

Changsun Wuji looked carefully at the person who spoke and found that it was Chu Suiliang. A barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes.

However, Changsun Wuji was not anxious. He stroked his beard and spoke slowly, "Your Majesty was already on the verge of death. Life was like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment. Your Majesty was no longer able to write a will, so he could only speak it, and I, the old man, wrote it on his behalf. This is how the will was conveyed. I swear to heaven that I will not lie a single word."

Chu Suiliang nodded. Although he still had doubts, Changsun Wuji's prestige made it difficult for him to say anything more for the time being.

"In that case, Your Highness the Prince of Wei."

Chu Suiliang suddenly turned and looked at Li Tai.

"Is what Lord Changsun said true?"

Li Tai frowned, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Changsun Wuji fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive. But Changsun Wuji remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged.

But in this court, with everyone's eyes on him, he could only nod his head and said through gritted teeth, "It's true." At this time, no matter who it was, they could probably see that His Royal Highness the King of Wei was on the verge of anger.

His fists were clenched and his body was shaking slightly, like a wild beast about to explode.

Everyone knows the truth, but they pretend to be ignorant. The people in the government are all masters of playing politics. Some things are not worth weighing even if they weigh three pounds, but if they weigh three thousand pounds, they can't be weighed.

The atmosphere in the court became increasingly solemn, as if a dark cloud was hanging over everyone's heads.

Chu Suiliang was about to ask more questions, but before he could do so, a court official pushed Chu Suiliang aside.

"Now that the new emperor has been established, why not quickly invite His Royal Highness Prince Jin to take the throne?"

A courtier shouted, his voice full of urgency.