Great Tang: You Got It Wrong, My Father Isn't Li Shimin

Li Xi was a top history student who transmigrated to the Great Tang in the second year of the Zhenguan era.

It was a hellish start: he was in a poor village where they didn't even have rice to cook.

To make matters worse, he had a beautiful aunt and a younger sister who loved to eat.

Fortunately, he had a golden finger: a ring with its own space, which randomly refreshed with modern items every seven days.

With these things, Li Xi soon became fabulously wealthy, making the villagers for miles around green with envy.

As Li Xi settled into life in the Great Tang, he acquired more and more titles: the Poet Immortal, inventor, bane of the steppe, God of War in Hexi, and the shared emperor of three kingdoms in Liaodong...

The Tang people spread all sorts of stories about him far and wide.

One day, a merchant couple came to his home to buy goods in Chang'an. One claimed his surname was Huang, the other that hers was Sun.

He gave them a curved-axle plow, and they gained official positions. Then, unexpectedly, Li Shimin granted him a noble title.

What was going on?

Li Xi really wanted Old Huang to become a high-ranking official, since that would give his business powerful backing. But the man was hopeless. He kept presenting the good things Li Xi gave him under Li Xi's own name.

Old Huang: “The truth is, I'm the emperor of the Great Tang, Li Shimin. You're the son I lost sixteen years ago, my boy. This dragon throne was yours all along.”

Aunt Sun: “My boy, your imperial father's other sons are all useless. How could they compare to you? You really shouldn't refuse the throne of the Great Tang any longer!”