The sun sets, when the last ray of sunlight falls.

Xuanwu Gate, hundreds of people were black.

The needle can be heard, and there is a dead silence...

Only a few war horses were restlessly digging the ground with their hooves, and a faint smell of blood spread.

"Cough, cough...ho, I can't imagine, I can't imagine..."

A crowd of black people surrounded the circle, among the pile of dead bodies, a middle-aged man wearing a python robe, disheveled hair, and covered in blood, half kneeled on the ground.

The middle-aged man coughed blood while looking wildly with his blood-red eyes, sitting on the war horse, on the face of another heroic man wearing armor.

"Brother, you should understand..."

Listening to the words of the heroic man, the two seemed to be brothers, but now it is a life-and-death scene, which is really surprising.

"Haha...I don't blame you, I don't blame you...hahaha, hahaha..."

The middle-aged man covered in blood was the crown prince of the dynasty Li Jiancheng. The one sitting on the horse was naturally the King of Qin who had made great achievements and the future Emperor Taizong of Tang - Li Shimin.

"I just hate, hate myself! I heard my father say since I was a child that the royal family has no affection, and the royal family has no affection, but I still hold a hint of luck..."

Li Jiancheng smiled and shook his head.

"Wei Zheng asked me to design and kill you, but I couldn't bear it!"

"Wang Kui asked me to exile you and keep you away from the center of power. I hesitated again, thinking that the world will be worthy of your contribution. As a brother, I should not treat you like this..."

"Luo Yi even launched a dead soldier in private, trying to kill you on my back. When I knew about it, I scolded him for wanting me to take the charge of killing my brother. Finally, Luo Yi said angrily that he didn't care and left Chang'an..."

...

Li Jiancheng coughed blood in his mouth while talking intermittently, saying that his body was covered with injuries, but none of them were fatal.

The King of Qin sat on the war horse with no expression on his face.

But as Li Jiancheng said, his thick sword eyebrows frowned slightly. Under the dim sunset, his pupils suddenly dilated and shrunk, as if he was fighting fiercely in his heart.

"King Qin, it's getting late... The East Palace must have received the news... If you don't do it..."

Beside Li Shimin, a gentle scholar approached a step closer, his voice slightly anxious.

"He is my elder brother, my dear brother... wait until he finishes talking!"

Li Shimin's voice was a little hoarse, but it was loud and loud, and he said without looking back!

"But……"

The elegant scholar was Changsun Wuji. He planned this Xuanwu Gate Incident as well. He knew clearly the power of Li Jiancheng of the East Palace.

The Qin Palace has mobilized all its strength, and there are only about 800 soldiers. People have to be kept to protect the Qin Palace, but Li Jiancheng of the Eastern Palace has 2,000 private soldiers, and they are all elite! The forces affiliated to the Eastern Palace are spread throughout Chang'an!

After all, Li Jiancheng is the crown prince. No matter how great Li Shimin made great contributions and was unparalleled in his military achievements, he was not the first person to the throne.

"No, Changsun Wuji--you, wait until my elder brother finishes talking!"

Li Shimin shook the reins on his wrist, and the war horse walked towards Li Jiancheng step by step, and the long sword in his hand was slowly pulled out...

"Brother, what you said, Shimin knows...everyone knows..."

The majestic man said softly, but the mist slowly surged in his eyes. From childhood to adulthood, he slowly surged in his heart.

The first time I taught myself to shoot archery.

The first time I stole wine for myself.

After causing trouble for the first time, I protected myself behind me and endured my father's whipping.

The first time I took myself to charge into battle.

The first time the two brothers worked together to defeat the enemy.

...

Too many, too many...

The past few and a few scenes flashed in front of my eyes, and the scenes that I couldn't remember were clearly presented to me at this time...

A tear dripped from his eyes.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

A line of clear tears slowly flowed down, but Li Shimin's hand holding the sword became even stronger.

"Brother, there is no time anymore. You and I have fought wars. You should understand Shimin's current situation..."

Li Shimin slowly handed over the long sword. At this time, Li Jiancheng had no room for resistance. He watched the long sword stab at his throat before stopping.

"Brother, don't worry, after you die today, Shimin will not kill anyone indiscriminately..."

"Stop!" Before Li Shimin finished speaking, Li Jiancheng shouted violently and looked at Li Shimin with a ferocious face, "Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, the spring breeze will grow again... Li Shimin, who do you think you are?"

Li Shimin was stunned, as if he was back again when his elder brother taught him to do something when he was a child.

Once upon a time, whenever Li Shimin wanted to do something but was not sure, Li Jiancheng taught himself step by step.

"Brother..."

"Since you have taken action, don't let the enemy have hope of turning the tables. Why do you keep the people from the East Palace? I wonder if they will come to steal your throne one day?"

"Chengdao is the eldest son and grandson, and he is the most legitimate candidate to inherit the throne. What will your father think after you do today? Even if there is only a little possibility, will your father want to pass the throne to Chengdao? If you keep Chengdao and others, wouldn't you threaten your position at all times?"

"Maybe you can control your father now and let him pass the throne to you. But as long as your father is not dead for a day, your throne will never be stable. Only a thousand days are thieves, so how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days? Do you still want to kill your father?"

"Brother, I didn't think about it, I didn't think about it..."

Before Li Shimin finished speaking, Li Jiancheng continued to say, with endless sadness on his face.

"Since ancient times, the ruthless imperial family, only if they kill all the Eastern Palace, will the power of the Eastern Palace collapse and the father will never have the possibility of passing the throne for others. Only when no one can shake your throne, do you understand?"

Li Jiancheng said sternly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Shimin's long sword. Thick blood flowed down from his hands, ticking...

But Li Jiancheng was holding Li Shimin's long sword tightly and stabbing his throat bit by bit.

"Do it, Shimin, my elder brother will die if he dies. In the past few years, my elder brother has never been as relaxed as he is now!"

Li Jiancheng's eyes slowly appeared gentle, the corners of his mouth raised, and a smile appeared: "Don't be burdened in your heart, sit down well with this throne, and we will be brothers in the next life!"

"Brother...brother..."

Li Shimin murmured, and his whole body became distraught, and his arms, which were holding the long sword tightly, became soft and powerless!

"Boom, rumble..."
Chapter completed!