How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Tell me!

Is my fifth brother the female protagonist, King Wu?

Who would have thought that after crying bitterly, Li Shimin would actually ask such a question.

boom!

Li Chunfeng only felt a muffled thunder exploding in his heart, and his face turned pale.

Yes or no?

It was obviously a very simple question, but he couldn't answer it no matter how hard he tried.

Your Majesty, of course not!

The heroine, King Wu, rules the world!

No one knows where this prophecy came from, but its real meaning is that a woman named Wu will become king and emperor and rule the whole world!

Li Junxian just became a pitiful cannon fodder, taking the blame for the fifth-rank talent Wu Meiniang!

But Li Chunfeng's mouth moved for a long time, but he really couldn't say a word.

He could only look to Yuan Tiangang beside him for help, asking what to do!

Yuan Tiangang, however, remained expressionless, like an old monk sitting still and silent.

"Tell me... tell me! Is my fifth brother the female master Wu Wang?"

However, when Li Shimin saw the two men's reactions, he became even more agitated.

"If you don't tell me, I will kill all nine generations of your clan!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chunfeng gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground.

"The fate of the world changes rapidly, so don't speculate rashly..."

"Please... Please, Your Majesty, sentence me to death!"

Li Shimin stared at Li Chunfeng's reaction blankly, and he already understood in his heart.

No answer is the best answer!

If Li Junxian is really the heroine, King Wu, Li Chunfeng only needs to nod.

But he...

What does this mean?

This means I killed the wrong person!

Li Shimin looked at his fifth brother's head again and felt extremely cold all over.

But if it wasn’t the fifth brother, who could it be?

Even with his smart brain, he just couldn't figure it out.

Continue to interrogate Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang?

Li Shimin understood.

These so-called astrologers and fortune tellers have their own code of conduct.

When faced with personal ups and downs, they can tell you everything they know.

But when facing the rise and fall of the world, they would never dare to say a word carelessly.

It's not that they are afraid of retribution being inflicted on themselves, but that they are afraid that a single word will cause chaos in the country and destroy the world.

Just as Li Chunfeng said.

Your Majesty, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but once I say it, the celestial phenomena will change and no one will be able to predict the future.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed... Chunfeng, what crime have you committed? Get up, get up and continue to drink with me..."

Li Shimin sat down dejectedly, his face full of helplessness.

Li Chunfeng thought he would die today, but who would have thought that the emperor would not sentence him to death.

He stood up stupidly and sat back down.

"call……"

Li Shimin sighed and filled everyone's wine cups again.

"Chunfeng, Master Yuan...you don't want to tell me who is the female leader Wu Wang, who can blame you!"

"Can you tell me..."

"How many more years does our Tang Dynasty have left?"

After filling the wine cup, Li Shimin drank it all in one gulp again.

Since I don't know who will bring disaster to the Tang Dynasty, I still want to know how long the prosperous Tang Dynasty of Zhenguan, which I have created through my life's struggle, can last?

Unexpectedly, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang remained silent, as silent as a bunch of useless people, not saying a word.

When Li Shimin saw this, he became furious.

King Wu, you can’t tell me who the heroine is.

How many years can the Tang Dynasty last? It is impossible to say for sure.

So……

He grinned: "Then, two wise teachers, can you tell me how long I have left?"

Li Shimin had made up his mind.

If you can't even answer this question, what's the point of me keeping you?

If you raise a dog, it will wag its tail and beg for mercy, but if you raise a dog, it will only be silent?

Kill him!

Although important matters of family and country cannot be disclosed, I can at least tell you how long I can live.

If you still don't tell me, I can only let you drink the last glass of wine in your life.

really.

As soon as the third question was asked, Li Chunfeng's expression changed drastically again.

He opened his mouth, looked at Li Shimin, then at Yuan Tiangang, his face full of bitterness, and he really didn't know how to start.

Finally, Yuan Tiangang, who had remained silent, spoke.

The old man sighed, picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all, his face flushed.

"His Majesty……"

"Fifty-two years old, older than Hanfeng..."

boom!

After hearing what Yuan Tiangang said, Li Shimin began to tremble violently.

What does this sentence mean.

Maybe I could only live to be fifty-two and eventually die of wind disease? Or did I die at the age of fifty-two in a place called Hanfeng?

But I...

But I am already fifty-one this year. Will I be...

Clang!

Li Shimin could no longer hold the wine cup steadily and almost fell to the ground.

When a person, even if he is a monarch of a country, even if he is a genius of his generation, finds out that his life is at stake, no matter how calm he is, he will panic.

In particular, Li Shimin looked at Li Chunfeng again, the Grand Historian whom he trusted the most.

The other party had no objection and looked sad and helpless.

He had come to believe completely that he would not live long.

As expected of a great leader, after a brief moment of panic and loss, Li Shimin let out a miserable smile.

He sat up again and looked at his fifth brother Li Junxian who was sitting across the jade table.

"Hahaha... Fifth brother, please stop complaining and blaming me. Next year, at the latest, I will follow in your footsteps..."

Maybe it was God’s mercy, or maybe it was a feeling in my heart.

Unexpectedly, after Li Shimin said this, Li Junxian opposite him actually closed his eyes.

From dying with eyes wide open to dying without regrets, Li Shimin's smile became even more miserable.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Could it be... Could it be that what I have done has made you, Fifth Brother, so disappointed?"

"No matter what I do, I can't change the final outcome...hahahaha..."

"Then why not I die today? Anyway, the Tang Dynasty has ushered in a prosperous era, and I don't need to worry about it anymore..."

Li Shimin simply grabbed the wine jug on the table and poured it into his stomach.

"His Majesty……"

Li Chunfeng felt so miserable.

He looked at Li Shimin who was drinking heavily, looking at this man who was about to enter his old age, a man who ruled the world but could not decide his own destiny.

He cried out softly, not knowing how to comfort her.

"Hahahahaha..."

Li Shimin drank the liquor in the jug in one gulp, and suddenly looked at Li Chunfeng with his bloodshot eyes.

Li Chunfeng looked up, his heart agitated.

Li Shimin shouted loudly.

"Chun Feng!"

"In ancient times, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, Liu Heng, ignored the people of the world and sat in an empty chair in the middle of the night to ask Jia Yi about the life and death of ghosts and gods..."

"Now I, Li Shimin, am willing to die young with my broken body, and ask you..."

"All the people in the world!"

"Do you dare to tell me your life?"

Swish!

Yuan Tiangang, who was sitting nearby, had a drastic change of expression.

What did Li Shimin mean?

During the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Wen of Han, Liu Heng, summoned his right-hand man, the minister Jia Yi, to have a late-night chat.

The two did not talk about national affairs, but instead spent the whole night chatting about ghosts, gods, life and death.

For example, when will I die, how to avoid death, how to worship the heavens and thank the ghosts to prolong my life.

This incident was recorded in history books to satirize the emperor's failure to recognize and use talented people. When faced with wise ministers, he did not care about the country and the world, but instead cared about the life and death of individual ministers.

It is really pitiful that the seat in front of me is empty at midnight. Instead of asking about the common people, I ask about ghosts and gods.

Now Li Shimin suddenly ordered Li Chunfeng to inquire about the affairs of the people of the world at the cost of his remaining body and short life. It is obvious that he no longer cares about the secrets of heaven.

He is worthy of being a great leader, with the heroic spirit of "I don't care how big the waves will be after I die."

And Li Chunfeng faced such a request...

How will the other party react?

Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but tremble all over and turned around to stop him.

Who knows.

Li Chunfeng experienced the tragic death of Li Junxian, the grief of Li Er, and several other times when he was speechless.

At this moment, I heard that the emperor was willing to pay with his life and asked the people of the world for help.

He was just a small historian, a figure like an ant in the world. What else could he refuse?

If you dare to entrust your life to me, I will risk my life to fight for the heaven!

Li Chunfeng only felt his heart surging to the extreme, and the depressed energy in his chest could never be released.

He drank the liquor in the glass in one gulp, then stood up suddenly and said.

"How dare you, my humble servant?"