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

Then he carefully placed the memorial tablet.

"Have all the people in Taiyuan gathered?"

Wang Xianhuai asked, his gaze turning to the Imperial Guards behind him, a hint of concern in his eyes.

"Reporting to the commander, all the people in Taiyuan City have gathered."

The Jinyiwei behind him answered respectfully.

Wang Xianhuai nodded.

"Let's go then."

He waved his hand and strode forward with a group of Jinyiwei.

At this time, the people of Taiyuan City were gathered in Yingkou, Taiyuan.

This place was originally used for garrisoning troops, but is now abandoned, with a sense of desolation and ruin everywhere.

But the space here is spacious enough to accommodate many people.

The most important thing is that there is a high platform here, which looks particularly abrupt in the open space.

At this time, all the officials of Taiyuan City, big and small, were kneeling in embarrassment on this high platform under the oppression of the Jinyiwei.

Their faces were pale, their eyes were full of fear and despair, and their bodies were trembling.

Below the platform were densely packed Taiyuan residents. Their eyes were numb, as if they had lost hope in everything in this world. They just stood there mechanically, like a group of soulless puppets.

Wang Xianhuai led his Imperial Guards up to the high platform in a flurry of activity, his gaze sweeping over the people below.

When he saw the numb eyes of the people, he felt as if his heart was stabbed hard, and a sharp pain surged in his heart.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and then took the brocade box handed to him by his subordinate.

"People of Taiyuan! His Majesty has issued an order!"

He raised the imperial edict in his hand high and shouted in a loud voice.

He tried to make his voice travel farther so that the people behind him could see more clearly.

When the people in the front row heard that there was an imperial decree, they mechanically knelt down.

The people behind didn't know what was happening and knelt down with the crowd.

He held the imperial edict and his eyes fell on the common people below again. Seeing their thin clothes fluttering in the cold wind and their bodies shivering from the cold, his eyes were full of pity.

He sighed and slowly put away the imperial edict.

"Let's not start today."

He whispered, a hint of determination in his tone.

"Go cook porridge and feed the people."

He looked at the Jinyiwei beside him and gave orders.

"Take out all the clothes from the Wang family and distribute them to the people to keep them warm. If there are not enough, send people with money to the nearby prefectures and counties to buy more."

His eyes were firm and unquestionable.

"Commander, the imperial edict..."

His Jinyiwei asked worriedly, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of worry in his eyes.

Wang Xianhuai shook his head and said in a calm tone, "The imperial edict is not urgent. There are too many people who talk empty words to the people. We need to do practical things and make sure that the people are well-fed and clothed before they can trust the court."

"Only in this way can our actions be meaningful and the imperial court's will truly be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

"Go do it!"

He waved his hand, his tone firm.

"Yes! Commander!"

The Jinyiwei responded in unison and then took quick action.

……

On that day, the Jinyiwei in Taiyuan City became busy and quickly set up fifty large pots.

These big pots were lined up in a row on the open space, with flames burning under them, illuminating the busy figures around them.

The pot is full of steaming rice porridge, which is rolling and emitting bursts of fragrance.

These grains were confiscated from the Wang family and the governor's mansion, and the rice inside was even moldy.

The grain was piled up in the warehouse and allowed to rot, and the Wang family and those officials would rather watch it molder than take out a little to share with the suffering people in Taiyuan City.

The people looked at the Jinyiwei who were cooking porridge in confusion, their eyes full of doubt and distrust.