Li Shimin Transmigrates into Fusu: How Dare You Sentence Me to Death?

A blurb for the blurb: The First Emperor faked his death and returned: Damn, my son has taken the throne?

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In the eleventh year of Qin, the First Emperor died of illness.

Zhao Gao, Li Si, and Hu Hai conspired to usurp the throne, and an envoy arrived with an imperial edict ordering Prince Fusu to take his own life.

When General Meng Tian heard, he hurried over and burst into the military camp. “Your Highness, you must not fall for the Chancellor’s treacherous scheme!”

But Prince Fusu already had a sword against his neck, and four envoys were standing nearby.

The envoy pulled someone in front of him and said coldly, “General, what do you think you’re doing? This is the late emperor’s edict!”

“Get out of my way!” Meng Tian kicked the envoy aside and rushed forward, but still couldn’t wrest the sword from Prince Fusu’s hand.

Prince Fusu wept bitterly, covering his face as he cried, “General, there’s no need to say any more!”

“Please, Your Highness, don’t…”

Overcome with grief, Meng Tian fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

But Li Shimin could no longer hide the smile on his face. He spread his arms and said with a sigh, “Father is dead. I can finally ascend the throne!”

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Daily court routine 1

Court official: Your Majesty, something has happened in the palace lately…

Li Shimin: How did you know I was the eldest legitimate son?

Court official: ?

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Daily court routine 2

Court official: Your Majesty, we can’t stay here for long. We should…

Li Shimin: Right, we should move to Xianyang.

Court official: ?

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Daily court routine 3

Court official: Your Majesty, Hu Hai…

Li Shimin: What? I have a younger brother? It’s fine. I’m great at handling sibling relationships.

Hu Hai: ?