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

The people of Guzhou saw more and more living people on the streets.

They were full of gratitude to the court, Sun Simiao and the imperial physicians, and many of them had already built shrines to Sun Simiao in their homes.

When Li Ji returned to the camp, the scene was like a lively painting slowly unfolding in the wilderness.

The military flags fluttered in the wind, and every wave seemed to be cheering for this great victory.

The tents were connected to each other, neatly arranged like chess pieces on a chessboard. Soldiers were moving around inside and outside the tents, with laughter and joy rising and falling, forming a sea of ​​joy.

Winning a battle is like a spring breeze, making everyone feel extremely relaxed.

The young soldiers' eyes were filled with anticipation of receiving rewards from His Majesty after returning to Chang'an.

They gathered in groups of three or five, some excitedly describing their imagined scenes: "Your Majesty will surely reward me with a lot of treasures, and then I will build a big house for my family."

Some were full of ambition: "I hope to be promoted and make more military achievements for the Tang Dynasty!"

Others fantasize about the grand awarding ceremony, where they stand in the court and receive the envious gazes of everyone.

Their words are full of expectations for the future.

In the commander-in-chief's tent, Li Shimin and his three close friends were immersed in this cheerful atmosphere.

The tent was filled with the aroma of wine, which was the unique fragrance emitted by the mellow and strong Xiaobai Gan.

The wine ripples in the exquisite wine glass, as if there is a flame burning in it. With every sip of wine, you can feel the heat spreading all the way down your throat, like a line of fire running through your body, burning all the worries and stress to ashes.

Accompanying it were all kinds of mouth-watering delicacies. The table was filled with delicacies shipped from Xianyang.

The roasted lamb leg is sizzling with oil while being roasted over the fire. Gently cut it with a knife, and the tender and juicy lamb meat is revealed. The texture is permeated with the fragrance of spices. The tempting aroma hits your nose before you even put it in your mouth.

Take a bite, and the tenderness of the lamb and the richness of the spices blend perfectly in your mouth.

There are also bear paws that are steamed to perfection. The meat is soft and chewy, and the melt-in-your-mouth texture is intoxicating. Every bit of meat is full of rich flavor.

The various exquisite side dishes are equally impressive. The cold-mixed wild vegetables exude a fresh scent of the fields, which is the taste of nature. They are refreshing and delicious, adding a unique touch of freshness to the greasy table.

The pickled cucumbers are salty and appetizing, and each piece absorbs the rich flavor of the sauce. It is a perfect match with fine wine.

Everyone is thinking, even the First Emperor in history books could not enjoy such treatment, right?

They sat around the table, drinking wine from large bowls and eating large chunks of meat. Their laughter echoed in the tent, almost overturning it.

They talked about everything from strange anecdotes on the battlefield to interesting folk stories and legends.

Li Shimin's face was full of smiles. He had never been so relaxed as he was now.

The battle ended so quickly, like a sudden gust of wind, and it was gone before people could fully react.

Li Chengqian prepared a large amount of money for this war, just for the storage of food and fodder, the manufacture and transportation of weapons, and the rewards for the soldiers.

Each expense was enormous, and I thought it would be a long, costly and arduous battle. After all, war is like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much resources were invested, it seemed never to be enough.

But who would have thought that now everyone is eating and drinking without restraint, enjoying the fruits of victory to the fullest.

It was as if he wanted to vent the pressure and fear of war that had accumulated in these days in this way, and in the end he didn't even spend the 20 million yuan.