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

Thinking of this, Li Shimin's eyes became brighter and brighter, which showed his deep desire for the future territorial expansion of the Tang Dynasty.

With such a magical object, how can we be dissatisfied?

The old ministers standing by witnessed this unbelievable scene, their mouths wide open in shock, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Their mouths were slightly open, but no sound came out.

Only the lingering smell of gunpowder filled the air, telling us that what had just happened was not an illusion.

The eyes of the generals were instantly lit up, bursting with a fiery and excited light.

"A divine weapon! This is the real divine weapon!"

Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, his face flushed red, and he shouted excitedly, his loud voice filled with uncontrollable surprise.

Li Jing couldn't contain the excitement deep in his heart. His body trembled slightly and he couldn't wait to see what this thing was.

He suddenly turned around and walked down to the position below with big strides. His feet were like the wind, and every step was filled with strong curiosity. He just wanted to see what kind of magical thing this Qianwu cannon that could blow down the Great Wall was!

Li Jing's sudden move caused everyone to follow suit.

Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Jingde, Li Ji and other generals who were usually known for their bravery and fearlessness could no longer sit still.

Their eyes flashed with the same curiosity as Li Jing's, and they couldn't help but follow Li Jing's footsteps and ran down quickly.

Everyone couldn't wait to go and see the world and see why the Qianwu cannon could create such a shocking miracle.

At this time, Li Shimin suppressed his inner excitement and his eyes fell on Li Chengqian.

At this moment, his heart is full of longing for the future.

He saw Li Chengqian leading the Tang Dynasty towards a more glorious and brilliant tomorrow.

He lifted his clothes slightly with some excitement, ran to Li Chengqian with brisk steps, and a warm smile on his face.

"Gao Ming, come, follow Aye!"

As Li Shimin spoke, he extended his hand enthusiastically and held Li Chengqian's sleeve tightly. The action was very intimate, without any of his usual airs, as if he was just an ordinary father who loved his son.

Li Chengqian was confused by Li Shimin's sudden and unusually intimate behavior, and his face was full of bewilderment.

He subconsciously took a step back, his eyes wide open, and asked in confusion: "Father, what are you doing..."

Before Li Chengqian could finish his words, Li Shimin interrupted him hastily. "Great! Why call him father? Call him Aye! Calling him father seems too formal!"

Li Shimin's eyes were full of love and tolerance for everything.

His voice was also exceptionally gentle, and he whispered softly, "Aye, your blood is thicker than water!"

Li Chengqian still looked confused and stood there at a loss.

Before he could react, Li Shimin gently pulled him to sit on the exquisitely carved armchair beside him.

Afterwards, Li Shimin personally picked up the elegant teapot and carefully brewed a cup of fragrant tea for Li Chengqian. His movements were focused and he paid serious attention to every step.

Li Shimin's move really made Li Chengqian feel flattered.

He knew very well that this was Li Shimin, who usually valued face more than anything else. But now he was doing something that was completely different from his usual style, which made Li Chengqian feel uneasy.

His eyes inadvertently swept to the side, and he saw the historians standing not far away, writing furiously with their pens, recording everything that happened on the battlefield.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he secretly groaned. If the historians saw him like this, who knows what they would record!

As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he could bear the notoriety of being a tyrant. After all, which emperor in history could be perfect and flawless?

In order to maintain national stability, sometimes we have to take tough or even cruel measures.

But if he was recorded as bullying his old father, he would never be able to accept it.

People need face and trees need bark. He also has his own imperial burden, but the focus of this burden is different from that of other emperors.

If a country is destroyed or exterminated due to his cruelty, people in later generations will not blame him. Instead, they will say that he did not kill enough people or was not cruel enough.

But if it was recorded that he bullied his old father Li Shimin, he would probably be criticized behind his back by people all over the world.

At this time, the historian's gaze had already been cast over, and Li Chengqian became more and more flustered.

Looking at Li Shimin's almost abnormal appearance, he thought that he had really done something inadvertently that caused Li Shimin to misunderstand him, so that Li Shimin was so flattering to him.

But he was really wronged! Heaven and earth are my conscience! He never bullied Li Shimin!

He took the tea handed to him by Li Shimin in a somewhat collapsed manner, stood up from his seat, and then hurriedly pushed Li Shimin to sit on the armchair, and handed the tea in his hand back to him.

"Aye, you have to observe etiquette in public!"

"You are my Aye, please don't be like this, filial piety is the most important virtue!"

As Li Chengqian spoke, he anxiously signaled to Li Shimin with his eyes to see what the historian was doing.

Li Shimin understood on the spot. Looking at Li Chengqian's uneasy look, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

His eyes became brighter, and then as they brightened, his eyes suddenly turned red and tears welled up in them.

When Li Chengqian saw Li Shimin like this, he felt numb all of a sudden!

What is he doing? What on earth is he doing? Is Li Shimin planning a rebellion? Why is he acting so strangely today? Is he trying to get himself infamously accused?

Li Chengqian stood there, looking at Li Shimin with red eyes, at a loss.