Master Tang? No, Please Call Me Master Tang!

"Your Majesty, the Longxiang camp has been inspected and completed." "I know what you are going to say, just wait a moment." "Your Majesty, if you wait any longer, you will miss the opportunity." "Wait a little longer." "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." "I told you to wait." "Tang Taifu's sedan is here!" "Pass my decree, the army will set off immediately and leave the city one by one!" Without looking at the carriage that came leisurely behind, the young emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little aggrieved for a moment. Mr. Tang, you have to say that he is unreliable. It is impossible to do so many things without him. You say he is reliable, he can still be late when traveling with the emperor. Hey, I'm afraid it's not that my lovely wife and concubine couldn't bear to leave him last night, so she worked too hard. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, and his handsome face showed a hint of cunning, but then he seemed to think of something, and he couldn't help but shiver for a while, and then shrank his head. In the gorgeous carriage, the equally young Mr. Tang looked tired and sneezed suddenly. Is this someone talking about themselves? Is it the one we are about to meet, or is it? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.