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

He smiled triumphantly, as if he had already seen the throne beckoning to him. "There are many people in the court who follow me. Even Fang Xuanling's son Fang Yiai will hold the position of prime minister. With your help, uncle, this matter will be very successful!"

Looking at Li Tai's excitement, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

These royal children live a life of luxury in the palace and still don't understand the methods of these old families. How could they sincerely help? They just want to use Li Tai.

However, Changsun Wuji did not care. He believed that under his planning, the Changsun family would become a new aristocratic family and would far surpass those old aristocratic families in the future.

He nodded slightly and said solemnly, "Your Highness, Prince of Wei, I am willing to lend a hand. If you have any requests, please let me know."

……

It was midnight, and the city of Chang'an was silent. Darkness enveloped the streets and alleys, with only the occasional sound of night watchmen echoing in the air.

Cheng Yaojin was carrying a large sack on his back. The sack was bulging with a life-size model of Li Shimin meticulously crafted by Sun Simiao.

Together with Li Ji, Fang Xuanling, Sun Simiao and Yuchi Jingde, he hurriedly requested to see His Majesty one last time.

They were all important officials in the court with extremely high prestige. Although Changsun Wuji wanted to stop them, he knew that he could not. After all, even if the news of His Majesty's death was kept secret, these people would definitely have known it with their abilities.

Listening to the report from the palace guards, Changsun Wuji frowned, thought for a moment, waved his hand, and let several people enter the palace.

Li Shimin's body was placed in the Daming Palace, with flickering candlelight all around, adding to the solemnity. As soon as everyone entered the palace, they immediately knelt on the ground, and suddenly, the sound of wailing resounded throughout the Daming Palace.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Fang Xuanling burst into tears, his voice mournful, "Why did you leave so early?"

He cried and beat the ground with his hands, as if he wanted to vent his sorrow in this way.

"I, an old minister, have not had the chance to assist Your Majesty and accomplish great achievements that will last for generations!" He cried heartbrokenly and finally collapsed to the ground.

Cheng Yaojin, Li Ji and Yuchi Jingde were not willing to be outdone. The cries from their rough voices were like thunder, drowning out Fang Xuanling's cries with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Cheng Yaojin cried until his face turned red and tears streamed down his face. He cried and shouted, "Your Majesty, how could you abandon us, your old ministers?"

Li Ji was also in tears, and kept saying that he was reluctant to leave His Majesty. Yuchi Jingde was beating his chest and stamping his feet, and he looked so sad as if the sky had fallen.

Upon seeing this, the eunuchs and maids of Daming Palace gathered around with tears in their eyes.

"Prime Minister Fang, General Cheng, General Li, and General Yuchi, express your condolences!"

They comforted him softly, but their voices trembled slightly with sadness.

Cheng Yaojin waved his hands and cried, "You all go down first. We are your Majesty's subjects and we still have a lot to say!" There was a hint of unquestionableness in his eyes.

"The legendary doctor Sun Simiao is also here. He has a method to preserve your majesty's body for a long time. You all should withdraw first!"

The eunuchs and maids looked at each other and knew that these important ministers had a deep friendship with His Majesty, so they didn't say anything more.

"Yes!"

They responded and then slowly walked out of the hall.

Only these few old ministers were left in the Daming Palace. Fang Xuanling cried and found that his voice had been completely drowned out by these military generals. He wiped his tears and stopped crying.

He looked at the big men and gave them a look. They immediately understood and burst into tears. The sound was louder than before, like surging waves. The crying voices went straight to the outside of the Daming Palace and echoed between the palace walls, as if they wanted the whole Chang'an City to feel their grief.