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

They didn't know what these people from Chang'an were going to do. As far as they could remember, no one had ever really cared about their life or death.

They have become accustomed to being oppressed and exploited, and to struggling to survive in hunger and cold.

When the rice porridge was ready and the Jinyiwei shouted at them to get a bowl each and not to crowd or grab it, everyone's first reaction was disbelief.

Their eyes widened as if they couldn't believe their ears.

In their world, it is simply a fantasy that someone would give porridge to a group of untouchables like them.

But when the first person received a bowl of porridge, the steaming porridge in his hands exuded a warm breath.

The other people finally reacted. They rushed forward as if they had seen a life-saving straw, fearing that it would be gone if it was too late.

The crowd suddenly became crowded, with shouts and yells coming one after another.

Looking at the crowded crowd, the Jinyiwei held the hilt of the Embroidered Spring Sword with their right hand and opened their left hand to maintain order.

Their eyes were majestic, their postures were upright, and the cold embroidered spring swords flashed with a cold light, giving people an invisible deterrent.

Under the deterrence of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, order suddenly improved a lot.

Every citizen in Taiyuan City was given a bowl of porridge, although this bowl of porridge could not fill their stomachs.

But after drinking some hot porridge, the warm feeling spread from my throat to my stomach, and then spread throughout my body, and I finally felt a lot warmer.

Some emotions began to appear in their numb eyes, including surprise, emotion, and a hint of anticipation for the future.

The Jinyiwei not only gave them porridge, but also gave each of them a piece of clothing to keep out the cold.

Although those clothes were not very warm, they were extremely precious cloth to the people who were often poorly clothed.

The Wang family had a large number of clothes. In addition to the silks and satins they usually wore, there were also various clothes for domestic servants and private soldiers, which filled four large warehouses.

In addition, there are many warehouses stocked with brand new fabrics of rich colors and high quality.

And these things are just the tip of the iceberg of the Wang family's wealth.

Even Wang Xianhuai, who grew up in Xianyang and was well-informed, was shocked by the enormous wealth possessed by the Wang family.

He never imagined that a family could accumulate so much wealth, and this wealth should have been used to help countless suffering people.

That same day, Wang Xianhuai wrote a report detailing what he had seen and heard in Taiyuan, the suffering of the people, and the wealth of the Wang family.

After writing it, he handed the express report to a Jinyiwei and ordered it seriously: "Ride as fast as you can and submit it to His Majesty without the slightest delay."

After receiving the order, the Jinyiwei mounted his horse, raised a cloud of dust, and galloped towards Chang'an.

It was still dark, and the cold wind was blowing through the streets and alleys, making the doors and windows rattle.

Under the instructions of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the people in the city left their homes early.

Their faces were pale and haggard, they were shivering in the cold wind, supporting each other and slowly moving towards Yingkou.

The team was like a long winding dragon. Everyone's steps seemed so heavy yet firm, and every step was carried with the desire for survival.

"Hey, are there really any porridge today? Why do I feel so uneasy?"

An old woman with gray hair held her husband's arm tightly, her eyes full of worry.

"Let's just believe it for once. Didn't we eat it yesterday? It can't be a dream."

The old man patted the old woman's hand and comforted her, but his wrinkled face was also full of uncertainty.

"Yes, mother, the porridge yesterday was delicious. I'm still thinking about it."