Ye Xuan traveled through the Tang Dynasty and was hunted down by officers and soldiers as soon as he used the system to create snow salt.
On the way to escape, they bumped into Princess Changle who fell from her horse. The wound on her thigh was so deep that the bones were visible.
He took out alcohol to disinfect: "Princess, please bear with it, this is science."
Chang Le bit his sleeve with tears in his eyes: "If I survive, you will be my consort!"
That night, the palace doctor was shocked by alcohol.
Ye Xuan stared at the system light screen: "Unlock the gunpowder formula? This is enough to drive the Turks back to the grassland."
Ten years later, a world map hung in Tai Chi Palace.
Ye Xuan's red and blue pencil pointed at the Persian Gulf: "Your Majesty, it's time to let the steam ironclad teach them 'all nations come to court'."
The telegraph machine outside the palace was ticking, and the latest news came from thousands of miles away——
"The twenty-six countries in the Western Continent are willing to respect the Tang Dynasty as their suzerain."
