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

The mountain is steep and majestic, with the main peak towering into the clouds like a king.

What is particularly amazing is that there are nine ridges evenly distributed around the main peak. When you look from the southeast, the nine ridges are like nine giant dragons, guarding the main peak with agile posture and majestic momentum, like a natural barrier.

This place seems to have been created by heaven and earth specifically for the imperial mausoleum. Construction began in the tenth year of Zhenguan, and it consumed the efforts of countless skilled craftsmen. The project was so huge that it has not been fully completed to this day.

Li Chengqian stood quietly by, watching the soldiers carrying Li Shimin's coffin with solemn expressions and slowly walking towards Zhaoling.

His eyes revealed deep sadness and reluctance, and he followed involuntarily.

The funeral procession was solemn and dignified, and the soldiers' footsteps were orderly and heavy, as if every step was knocking on people's hearts.

Until an official in the funeral procession happened to look back and saw Li Chengqian.

I couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Why are you following?"

The official's voice was not loud, but it was like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples in the quiet crowd.

Li Chengqian turned around when he heard the voice. When the official saw his face clearly, his face turned pale instantly, his legs went weak, and he immediately knelt on the ground in panic.

He shouted with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty!"

Following this exclamation, the originally quiet and orderly team became agitated. Everyone was surprised to find that His Majesty was not presiding over the funeral in the palace, but had secretly followed the funeral procession to Zhaoling.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to say anything against him.

The scene was completely silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind, as if it was also stunned by this sudden situation.

Seeing the soldiers about to put down the coffin and kneel after hearing the shouts, Li Chengqian quickly stepped forward and raised his hand to stop them, saying, "No need to be so polite, just carry it in!"

His voice was steady and firm.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The soldiers responded in unison, the sound echoing through the valley, and then continued carrying the coffin forward.

Li Chengqian slowly glanced at the officials behind him who were carrying out the funeral procession, and said solemnly, "Everyone, please stand up. Do what you need to do. I need to go to Zhaoling to see my mother."

Fifty-nine-year-old Liu Hongji hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, this may be against etiquette. I hope Your Majesty will reconsider."

Li Chengqian frowned slightly, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

After saying that, he followed the coffin and walked towards the interior of Zhaoling Mausoleum.

The ministers kneeling outside looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and helplessness.

Yuchi Jingde frowned, moved closer to Li Ji, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"

Li Ji also looked helpless and responded softly, "Your Majesty has made up his mind. What can we do? We just hope there won't be any trouble."

The two looked at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes.

They were glad that Li Shimin did not follow them. You know, one must be pious when going to Zhaoling Mausoleum. One cannot take a carriage but must walk up step by step.

The journey was extremely difficult and required a lot of physical strength. Perhaps this was why most of the people who came were military generals, while the civil officials continued to arrange the funeral in the palace.

When their eyes met, they didn't notice that Li Jing had been watching them quietly from behind, with a thoughtful look in his deep eyes.

Li Jing thought to himself, "Your Majesty's move is likely to cause a disturbance."

As everyone entered Zhaoling Mausoleum, the eternal lamps were lit one by one. The dim lights swayed in the darkness, and the originally inky black tomb chamber gradually had a glimmer of light. Although it was only a little dim light, it was enough to make the surrounding scene clear.

As an imperial mausoleum, Zhaoling is grand in scale and magnificent in appearance. However, strangely, it does not give Li Chengqian a gloomy feeling at all.