Ye Qing had just received the demolition money but traveled to the Tang Dynasty. When he opened his eyes, he was in a prison.
He became a remnant of the former crown prince's construction, and he was beheaded every day.
There was an elegant old scholar who had a lofty talk with him. Fortunately, this man entertained him with good wine and meat. Ye Qing thought that he would soon die and return to the 21st century to become a rich man, so he knew everything.
"Ye Qing, you said that fields were the reason for the demise of dynasties?"
"Ye Qing, do you think all dynasties have suffered for three hundred years?"
"Ye Qing, do you think that Emperor Sui Yang's reputation will last for a lifetime, but his achievements will last forever?"
"Ye Qing, you said that there is a country where the emperor guards the country's gates, the king dies in the country, and there is no cession of land, no compensation, no marriage, and no tribute?"
Ye Qing: Old man Xuancheng, don't ask too many questions. We are all about to die. It would be nice to wait for death in peace.
Boom!
The walls of the prison collapsed.
Li Shimin was a courtesy corporal and respected the good way: "Mr. Ye, I am Li Shimin. Please put aside your grudges and become an official in the court, so that I can come from all over the Tang Dynasty to worship you!"
