"The soothing soup is mixed with styrax!" Imperial physician Su Yuanpu's fingertips trembled as he looked at Li Shimin who was coughing up blood on the dragon bed. There was lightning and thunder outside the Manlu Palace, and Prince Li Zhi's tears were smashed on the dragon-patterned sleeves. At the moment when the gilded talisman reflected the eyes of the emperor, the twenty-eight constellations suddenly bloomed with starlight.
When the smoke stung his nose, Li Shimin was shocked to realize that he had become Fusu in the Shangjun military camp! The coldness of the bronze sword in the palm of his hand is so real, and the old scar on General Meng Tian's forehead overlaps with that of his former minister Hou Junji. Strange memories flooded in: the Shaqiu Edict, Hu Hai's False Edict, the fate of committing suicide...
"Your Highness, it's time to drink the medicine." Meng Tian's voice presenting the medicine overlapped with the moment of death in the Manlu Palace. Li Shimin's eyes flashed with light, and the crisp sound of smashing the medicine bowl startled the black birds outside the camp. Since God gave the body of the eldest son of Great Qin, why not let the Great Qin cavalry break the established historical trajectory?
When Fusu returned to the court with the military report of the victory in Hetao, in the shadow of the Xianyang city gate, Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC, clenched the hand of the fake imperial edict and shed cold sweat. The reborn emperor chuckled lightly on the chariot, stroking the hidden triangular arrowhead with his fingertips. It was the memory of his brother-killing brought back from the Zhenguan years...
"I pacified the Turks and settled the Western Regions, but I still can't control the remnants of these six kingdoms?" See how the soul-piercing emperor of the Tang Dynasty used Li Shimin's thinking to create an eternal empire in the chaos of the late Qin Dynasty! Witness Fusu's sword pointing to the sky, and let the Black Dragon Flag of the Qin Dynasty be planted all over Eurasia!
