Datang: the Eight-Year-Old Me Shocked Li Shimin

Changsun Kang traveled to the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't expect that the body was that of an eight-year-old child. The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, which is as early as the blue hair turning into snow at dusk In this era when poetry immortals have not yet been born, this is a child prodigy. Changsun Wuji: My son is normal Li Shimin; I want him to be my son's teacher Minister: Your Majesty, please think again. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.