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

They all spoke righteously, as if they had already pledged their loyalty to King Jin, but deep in their eyes lay the glint of calculation and self-interest.

After listening to these officials, Li Shimin realized that although Cheng Qian had the title of crown prince, he actually had no foundation in the court.

He gave all his love to Qingque, and usually paid more attention to and rewarded Qingque than Chengqian.

Qingque seems to be in a very prosperous position, with many people following him, but in fact, those who support him are all officials from aristocratic families.

These officials from aristocratic families seemed loyal, but in reality they would side with whichever side offered the greatest benefits. Otherwise, there wouldn't be no one in the palace who would speak up for him at this moment.

Qingque is young and inexperienced, making him the easiest to manipulate once he ascends to power. However, if Qingque ascends to power, the officials from the aristocratic families will only side with him if the benefits are great enough.

The fact that Changsun Wuji was able to get all these aristocratic officials to support Zhinu proves that Changsun Wuji wanted to be a powerful official and promised these aristocratic families greater benefits.

Those involved are often confused, while those who are watching clearly see things. It was not until now that Li Shimin understood that these noble families dared to treat the princes as chess pieces and play games on the chessboard!

Do they not even see the Li Tang royal family in their eyes and regard the royal dignity as nothing?

He looked at Changsun Wuji, who was determined to stand on the side of the aristocratic family, and felt extremely sad.

"Auxiliary machine, you have survived all these years, why are you so confused now that you are old?"

He sighed silently in his heart. When he was in control of the overall situation, he would definitely fight with these aristocratic families, even if he ended up with the same fate as Emperor Yang of Sui.

However, Cheng Qian led the army to besiege Chang'an City? This was what Li Shimin was most puzzled about.

He knew better than anyone that the military power of the entire Shaanxi Province was in his hands.

Those who could mobilize such a large army were now standing in the hall, so where did his son get the troops from?

Li Shimin decided to wait a little longer. His eyes revealed a complex look of worry, doubt, and a hint of expectation.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and Changsun Wuji looked at the generals on the field.

"Which general is willing to lead troops to fight against the deposed crown prince?" His voice echoed in the silent hall.

The generals pretended not to hear. Some looked at the ceiling, as if there were some rare treasures on it; some looked at the floor tiles, as if the patterns on the tiles contained infinite mysteries.

Cheng Yaojin also hummed a little tune, and the discordant music seemed particularly abrupt in the tense atmosphere.

Looking at the generals' behavior, Changsun Wuji roughly understood in his heart that even though he had a close relationship with these people, at this critical moment involving royal infighting and family interests, they would only stand idly by.

To get rid of Li Chengqian, it depends on myself.

"Minister Cui, I am mobilizing a battalion of 3,000 Qianniu Guards to defend the city. You must quickly send a message to the major aristocratic families, instructing them to send troops to meet the enemy together!"

Changsun Wuji gave the order loudly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Yes! Lord Sikong!" Minister Cui took the order and hurried away. After saying this, Changsun Wuji glanced at the people in the hall with an expressionless face, then strode out with great strides, his figure exuding a sense of majesty and dominance.

One after another, the officials of the noble families followed closely behind him. Their footsteps echoed in the empty hall like a death knell. Soon, the Taiji Hall, which had been quite crowded, was reduced to less than 10% of the people.

Li Jing watched everyone leave, then found a place to sit down calmly. He squinted his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

"I say, with so many generals here, have you ever thought about rushing out?" Chu Suiliang asked with a puzzled look on his face. He really didn't understand why these generals were so calm.