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

The warm sunlight sprinkled on the ground inside the house, forming patches of light.

Li Shimin sat on a chair, squinting his eyes slightly, as if recalling something.

When Li Chengqian mentioned the name "Mei Niang", a barely perceptible fluctuation flashed in his eyes.

"Mei Niang? Is she okay?"

Li Shimin's voice was a little low and full of emotion, as if he was asking about the recent situation of an old friend he had not contacted for a long time.

Li Chengqian stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, a complicated smile on his lips, and said, "Good, it couldn't be better."

"Now I have promoted her to the third rank and put her in charge of this matter."

"When you faked your own death, those concubines could still live out their lives in peace on the prince's fiefdom, but those concubines were still in their prime."

"Your decision has left many of them trapped and dying in Ganye Temple, surrounded by ancient Buddhas and green lanterns. Their best years of youth have been wasted. It's truly a pity."

Although there was a hint of complaint in Li Chengqian's words, it was more about his unwillingness to accept the fate of these women and his resonance with the people at the bottom of society.

We must make major changes in the issue of gender equality to prevent similar tragedies from happening again in our time.

There has never been any conflict between men and women. All conflicts are caused by class conflicts!

Li Shimin listened to his son quietly, a trace of guilt appearing on his face.

He slowly raised his hand and touched his head uncomfortably, his action like a child who had made a mistake and was pointed out, with a little embarrassment.

He had indeed not paid much attention to this matter before. In his memory, most of his energy in those years was focused on political struggles in the court, national security and stability, and expansion of territory. He inadvertently neglected the turning points in the fate of these women in the harem.

It is this small negligence that determines the lives of so many people.

At this moment, his mind involuntarily emerged with what the three brothers said when they were bathing that day.

Their simple words still echo in my ears: "Only His Majesty would take us peasants seriously."

Now I think that maybe I was standing too high before, so high that I ignored the suffering of the lower class people, and even failed to give due care to the fate of these beautiful ladies in the harem.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin's eyes became a little dim, and he fell into a brief silence.

Li Chengqian looked at Li Shimin in deep thought, and a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He gently stretched out his hand, waved it slowly in front of Li Shimin, and said teasingly, "What's the matter? Old Li, are you thinking about your old lover?"

"If you really want to, I'll go ask Wu Meiniang if she's willing to come and accompany you."

The tone was full of teasing and intimacy. At this moment, they were not the high and mighty emperor and the emperor emeritus, but an ordinary father and son, joking with each other in their spare time and making jokes without any scruples.

Li Shimin was caught off guard by Li Chengqian's sudden teasing, and his originally slightly weathered cheeks instantly flushed.

He glared at Li Chengqian angrily and said, "Get lost! I'm already this old, and you still dare to tease me about this kind of thing."

"Let bygones be bygones. Everything has returned to dust, earth to earth, and is gone with the wind."

He paused, his expression becoming serious, and then he continued, "However, I really support your idea. Gender equality is a good thing!"

"If your mother were still alive and knew about your current thoughts and actions, she would probably be the first to applaud!"

Speaking of this, Li Shimin's eyes revealed nostalgia, as if he saw the dignified and beautiful face of Empress Changsun standing beside him, praising her son with a look of satisfaction on her face. The picture was so clear, as if it was within reach.