Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

Chapter 249 Long live the Tang Dynasty!

On this increasingly cold New Year's Eve, Loach Lane was shrouded in a thick layer of sadness.

Tonight has become a sleepless night for many people in Loach Lane

Jiang Lai was also trapped in this long sleepless night.

She curled up in the slightly cold house, which was eerily quiet.

The sound of Qin Ruzhao kowtowed outside continued to assault her eardrums, the dull thuds coming one after another.

Each apology made her mood fluctuate constantly.

Jiang Lai was struggling painfully in her heart. She wanted to rush out to stop Qin Ruzhao's behavior several times, but looking at the brocade robe that was almost finished, she still did not go out.

She knew Qin Ruzhao's character, he was straightforward, and now that he was back, he must be feeling very uncomfortable.

Even if I go out, what can I say?

Now this is the only way for him to alleviate the guilt in his heart.

Jiang Lai could only endure the torment in his heart and pour all his emotions into the needle and thread in his hand. He unconsciously sped up his movements, allowing the needle and thread to shuttle rapidly across the cloth.

The cold air didn't get much warmer even with the coal stove.

Her fingers were already frozen stiff, and every piercing and pulling brought her excruciating pain.

Because of the increasingly rapid speed and the stiffness of the fingers.

Jiang Lai couldn't count how many times his fingertips had been pricked by the needle.

In Loach Lane, the doors that were originally closed slowly opened one by one, and all the people stepped out of their homes with mixed feelings.

Qin Ruzhao's parents were also among the crowd.

Their eyes turned to the pride of Loach Lane.

The young man who was already the general of the Divine Guard at such a young age.

He completely disregarded his own status and position, and kowtowed again and again to these unruly people who were as worthless as grass in the eyes of others. The wound on his forehead was bleeding profusely, and the blood soon formed into glaring blood scabs.

He seemed unaware of fatigue and pain and continued to kowtow.

The wound continued to burst again and again.

"Get up, Xiaotian, and stop kowtowing."

Qin Shanming's voice was trembling and choked with obvious sobs.

"We don't blame you!" Some villagers also echoed softly.

His eyes were filled with distress.

They walked forward quickly and wanted to help Qin Ruzhao, who was kneeling on the ground, up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, everyone, for not bringing them all back."

Qin Ruzhao's apology, filled with guilt and self-blame, sounded particularly sad.

"Okay, Xiaotian, no one blames you." An old man shouted loudly.

"War is a war without casualties. You have already destroyed Tubo and avenged them!"

"They won't blame you in heaven!"

Everyone spoke to comfort him, and those sincere and simple words gradually warmed Qin Ruzhao's cold heart, making his eyes gradually red and tears welling up in his eyes.

Inside the house, Jiang Lai finally sewed the last word on the brocade robe perfectly after several nights of threading the needle.

She let out a long, tired sigh, but with a hint of relief on her face, and pulled the thread apart with force.

Then she grabbed her brocade robe, stood up and prepared to go out.

After being busy all night, her body was already exhausted.

As soon as I stood up, I felt a black screen in front of my eyes and a strong feeling of dizziness came over me.

She reached out to hold onto the table in panic, and when her vision gradually cleared up and she could see everything around her, she staggered slightly before rushing out the door holding the brocade robe.

"Brother Xiaotian, Brother Xiaotian!" Jiang Lai's clear shouts echoed in the alley.

When Qin Ruzhao heard this familiar voice, his heart trembled violently.

He knew that Jiang Lai had been looking forward to his brother's safe return.

Qin Ruzhao had never seen Jiang Lai's brother, but just yesterday, His Majesty told him that Jiang Tong was Jiang Lai's brother.

At that moment, Qin Ruzhao was filled with disbelief. His mind was in a mess and he didn't know how to tell Jiang Lai this cruel fact: her brother had left her forever.

His Majesty has already handed over the imperial edict to reward Jiang Lai to Zhang Xianhuai, and he was heartbroken when he thought of Jiang Lai's grief after learning of his brother's death.

An irrepressible feeling of pity and pain welled up in Qin Ruzhao's heart.

Come on, sister, come on, sister, how should I face you!

Jiang Lai, holding a brocade robe in his hand and with a joyful smile on his face, ran to Qin Ruzhao with brisk steps.

She tilted her head slightly, with the corners of her mouth raised, revealing her sweet dimples and pointed fangs.

"Brother Xiaotian, this is your New Year's Day gift. Happy New Year!"

Qin Ruzhao's gaze slowly fell on the brocade robe in Jiang Lai's hand, his eyes full of shock.

He subconsciously took another look.

Then, he slowly took the brocade robe and gently shook it open. In an instant, the nicknames of the soldiers who died in the line of duty were like lines of heavy inscriptions, densely sewn on the brocade robe.

His eyes accidentally swept over the blood on Jiang Lai's slender fingers. His heart ached and he couldn't help asking, "Laimei, did you sew it up for me overnight? Look at your hand, what has it become?"

Jiang Lai just smiled and said, "Brother Xiaotian, it's okay, these are just minor injuries."

"I know you feel sorry for them."

"I don't know how to make you happy, so I can only use this stupid method to make you feel better."

Jiang Lai sighed softly.

"Brother Xiaotian, they are also my friends, right?"

"But I think if they saw you like this, Brother Xiaotian, they would definitely feel bad."

"So I took it upon myself to sew their names on it."

"This way, you won't be so sad when you wear your robe!"

"They will always be with you!"

Qin Ruzhao's tears kept falling. He held Jiang Lai's hand tightly and said with a choked voice: "Laimei, how can I, Qin Ruzhao, repay your kindness?"

"I already feel sorry for those brothers who died, and now seeing you like this, my heart..."

Jiang Laifan held Qin Ruzhao's hand and said firmly, "Brother Xiaotian, let the past be the past. I believe their spirits in heaven also hope that you will be well."

"The name on this robe is proof that they are still protecting us."

Qin Ruzhao looked into Jiang Lai's sincere eyes, with thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say them out loud.

He can only cherish the people in front of him and live well with the expectations of those who have passed away.

Everything needs to look forward.

Qin Ruzhao held Jiang Lai's hand tightly for a long time without letting go, and he felt mixed emotions.

Looking at the names on the brocade robe, those familiar handwritings seemed to carry the warmth of former comrades-in-arms. He seemed to see the partners who had played together, practiced martial arts together, and looked forward to the future together.

Brothers, I, Qin Ruzhao, will not let your sacrifice be in vain.

He swore silently in his heart, and his gratitude and guilt towards Jiang Lai deepened.

Jiang Lai looked at Qin Ruzhao's complicated expression, and his heart was also filled with ripples.

She knew that Brother Xiaotian had been under tremendous pressure, and all she could do was provide this insignificant comfort.

"Brother Xiaotian, you have to cheer up. You are everyone's pride, and the pride of our Loach Lane."

Her voice was soft but powerful.

"We can't let Zhang Xianhuai outperform us!"

Jiang Lai said to Qin Ruzhao with a smile.

Qin Shanming and Liu Fanghua, who were standing by, looked at their son and Jiang Lai, their hearts filled with relief.

Qin Shanming looked at Qin Ruzhao.

Although Xiaotian is almost overwhelmed by the guilt he feels this time, he is fortunate to have a kind and sensible girl like Jiang Lai by his side.

Liu Fanghua gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She knew that the war had taken away too much, but when she saw Jiang Lai's actions at this moment, she felt extremely relieved.

An old man slowly stepped forward from the crowd. He patted Qin Ruzhao's shoulder with his rough hand and said, "Xiaotian, no one here blames you, but you must accept this girl's kindness."

"We in Loach Lane are all one family, whether we left or stayed."

Qin Ruzhao raised his head, looked at the old man's weather-beaten face, and nodded vigorously.

"Uncle Chen, I understand. I live my life for everyone, and even more so for my lost brothers."

Jiang Lai put the brocade robe on Qin Ruzhao, adjusted the collar, his eyes full of concern.

When Qin Ruzhao put on the brocade robe, he felt a warm current flowing into his heart. It was not only physical warmth, but also the strength brought by the trust and support from Jiang Lai and the villagers.

He glanced at the villagers around him. There was no blame in anyone's eyes, only endless tolerance.

At this moment, the entire Loach Lane was held together by an invisible force.

Everyone understands that although war is painful, it is for the country!

To protect the people of the Tang Dynasty so that they can live and work in peace!

They believe in Your Majesty and Qin Ruzhao!

Qin Ruzhao took a deep breath. The road ahead was still long, but as long as he had these people by his side, he had the courage to face everything.

"If there is no pillar of support in the family and no one to take care of you in your old age, then I will be your son and I will take care of you in your old age!"

Qin Ruzhao's voice was so firm that it echoed in Loach Alley for a long time.

"Xiaotian! You should just wholeheartedly help His Majesty conquer the world!"

"Your Majesty will take care of us in our old age! You don't need to worry about it!"

"Your martial arts skills must not be buried! If you can achieve some great achievements, we in Loach Alley will be able to show our respect when we go out!"

"Yes, look at our houses now that have been renovated by His Majesty. What did they look like before?"

"If it weren't for Your Majesty, our children wouldn't have had the chance to serve the Tang Dynasty. They would have starved to death long ago!"

Everyone commented.

In the end, someone cried out, someone unknown.

"Long live His Majesty! Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

All of a sudden everyone started shouting one after another.

All the sadness in their hearts turned into motivation and soared into the sky.