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

The military flag beside me fluttered in the wind, and the pattern on the flag seemed to be given life, dancing with the wind, as if cheering for the coming glory.

Mr. Qi was overjoyed and thought to himself, "I've been adrift all my life, but now I'm finally going to be successful. I want everyone to know what I'm capable of."

Li Chengqian looked at Mr. Qi's expression and couldn't help laughing. A meaningful arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Qi, aren't you afraid that the bow will be put away after the bird is dead and the dog will be cooked after the rabbit is dead?"

His voice was low and magnetic, slowly spreading in the air.

Li Chengqian felt somewhat helpless towards this gentleman, but he also knew his character well.

Mr. Qi shook his head vigorously, his eyes became extremely serious, as if they could penetrate the heavy fog and look straight into the depths of Li Chengqian's heart.

"If it were someone else, I would have left long ago. Why would I stay in Xianyang City to assist?"

There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone, and he took a small step forward and stood straighter.

"Your Majesty, you are different. You are the most special person I have ever met in my half-life of traveling in the Tang Dynasty. You are so special that you seem to not belong to this era."

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he was lost in memories of the past.

The soldiers around were lined up in neat rows, their armor shining coldly in the sun, like a steel forest, exuding a cold aura.

Mr. Qi was filled with admiration for Li Chengqian. Recalling his time with Li Chengqian, he thought to himself, "Your Majesty cares about the world and thinks only of the people. He is completely different from those emperors who only care about power and profit. I will definitely help Your Majesty achieve great things."

"Your brilliant ideas and policies for people's livelihood are not inconceivable to the emperors of previous lives, but they were emperors. They sat high on the dragon throne, blinded by power and desire. Their hearts were only focused on their own country and people, so how could they truly care about the lives of ordinary people? On the surface, the idea that the people are more important than the emperor is as precious as gold, but that is just a guise they use to whitewash the situation and appease the people. In private, when they truly weigh the pros and cons, the lives of the people are like grass in their eyes, worthless."

Mr. Qi's tone was cold, but his eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and regret.

"Your Majesty is different. Your Majesty only cares about the well-being of the people. Your Majesty has the people of the world in his heart. What a broad mind! This is a quality I have never seen in other emperors."

"If the world could always be governed by someone like Your Majesty, the people would surely live and work in peace and contentment. I will definitely help Your Majesty maintain this innocent heart."

Li Chengqian ignored Mr. Qi's disrespect. He was already accustomed to Mr. Qi's straightforward and unrestrained way of speaking.

Most of the time, Mr. Qi acts casually and unconcernedly, like a gust of free wind, unconstrained by worldly etiquette.

When Li Chengqian first met Mr. Qi, it was in a quiet corner of Xianyang City.

He was standing among a group of children, wearing a teacher's robe that had been washed to a pale color, a square scarf on his head, and holding a scroll, dressed like a standard teacher.

Surrounded by simple houses, the walls covered with mottled traces of time, but the laughter of children filled the place with life. Li Chengqian curiously asked his name, but he kept his lips tightly shut. No matter how Li Chengqian asked, he would never tell, just smiled mysteriously, leaving people puzzled.

Anyway, everyone who knew him called him Mr. Qi or Master Qi.

Every day he would teach children from ordinary families how to read and write in a corner of Xianyang City.

He taught seriously and the children were devoted to learning. The sound of their reading seemed like the most beautiful music in Xianyang City, interwoven with the noise of the surrounding market, forming a unique picture of human life.