After transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty, he becomes Li Shimin's eldest son, lost among the common people.
A glass of Bloody Mary has Li Yuan shouting with delight.
A plate of fried locusts helps Li Shimin become a sage ruler for the ages.
The potatoes awarded by the System save Hedong Circuit from a once-in-a-century drought, and the people call him a god reincarnated.
The portable cannons he builds are like mobile turrets, giving the Turks and Tuyuhun no end of grief.
Li Anyang: I'm really not a reckless crown prince. I'm good at strategy.
Onlookers: Oh, come on... You always say, "If you don't like it, fight me." That's your famous line, Your Highness! If you're not reckless, who is?
Li Anyang: Actually, I just want to expand the Tang Empire's borders all the way to the other side of the Atlantic. It's just that my strategies are very subtle.
Onlookers: Yeah, right... Like we'd believe you!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
I died from poison, why don't I jump over the wall...