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

Zhang Xuanwei is now extremely upset.

He looked at the gloomy hall, and his thoughts drifted back to the time when he was studying Ma Yi's physiognomy.

At that time, how could he have expected that this skill would involve him in such a complicated and treacherous situation.

There was helplessness in his eyes.

Why wasn't I born blind?

If I were blind, I wouldn't know these terrifying secrets, nor would I have to fall into such a difficult situation.

In his eyes, those secrets that he had discovered through physiognomy were now something he could neither avoid nor abandon.

He never had the intention of prying into the secrets of the court; it was all just a habit he had developed over a long period of time.

Whenever he met someone, he would subconsciously look at their face. If the face was not good enough, he would look at their luck. This was his daily homework in studying physiognomy, but he didn't expect that today he would discover this shocking secret that would shake the court and the country.

It’s really the fate of the people!

While Zhang Xuanwei was still immersed in regret, Di Renjie had already taken a solemn step forward with a firm step.

He raised his hands respectfully, slightly bending his waist, and performed a standard salute toward the Grand Marshal seated on the Dragon Throne. Then, with a solemn expression, he spoke, "Grand Marshal, you are the commander-in-chief of the Shadow Secret Guard, bearing His Majesty's trust. The Shadow Secret Guard has also made remarkable contributions to the stability of the Tang Dynasty. You are undoubtedly His Majesty's indispensable and trusted subordinates."

"But this Dragon Throne is no ordinary seat. Passed down through the dynasties, it has always been a symbol of imperial power. Only Your Majesty is qualified to sit upon it and be worshipped by the people. This is the foundation of our Great Tang, and it is also the rites and principles of propriety that are respected by all the subjects of the world. There must be no transgression!"

Di Renjie's voice was powerful and echoed for a long time in the empty hall.

The sound of the bullet hitting the ground fully demonstrates his uprightness.

The character of a loyal and patriotic subject, and his determination to sacrifice his life to maintain the orthodoxy of the Tang Dynasty.

When the sickle official heard Di Renjie's words, she immediately felt something was wrong. Without thinking, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

There was a hint of annoyance in the voice, trying to stop Di Renjie from continuing.

In the headquarters of the Shadow Secret Guard, the Marshal's authority is unquestionable. Any words or actions that disobey him may bring about fatal disaster, and Di Renjie's outspokenness is undoubtedly provoking trouble.

But is Di Renjie the kind of person who would protect himself?

Once the words are spoken, they are like an arrow shot from a bow, and can never be taken back.

He looked up at the sickle officer, and seeing how nervous she was, he couldn't help but feel a sense of injustice in his heart.

He straightened his back slightly, looked directly at the sickle official with a calm expression, and said calmly, "Don't worry, sickle official. What I said is just what I think in my heart, and it is also for the stability of our Tang Dynasty."

"These words have been pent up in Di's heart for a long time, like a lump in his throat, and he can't feel relieved until he speaks them out."

"If the Marshal blames me for this, or even intends to kill me, I will never run away and will willingly accept all the consequences!"

"But, Di will never regret it!"

Di Renjie's words are sonorous and powerful, making people truly feel his noble character that is not afraid of life and death.

In his heart, the laws and dignity of the Tang Dynasty are above everything else. Even when faced with a life-or-death decision, he will never retreat, just to protect the light of justice in his heart.

Hearing Di Renjie's righteous words, the sickle officer felt extremely helpless. He could only shake his head slightly, a bitter smile on his face, and sighed softly, "Di Renjie, why are you doing this?"

"It's too late to say anything in this situation. It's too late to salvage anything!"

The tone was full of regret for Di Renjie and a sense of powerlessness about what was about to happen.