Great Tang: I Drive Li Er Mad, Then Run Off with Changle to Have a Baby

“Son-in-law! This is an emergency! The Turks are at the city gates!”

“Father, don’t worry. I’m teaching Changle mahjong. We’re one short. Why don’t you join us?”

“You unfilial brat! The aristocratic clans have impeached you again for misleading the emperor!”

“Father, it’s nothing. My freshly roasted beggar’s chicken is ready. Why don’t you try some? Don’t keep me and Changle from our meal.”

I’m Lin Mo. I transmigrated to the Tang Dynasty and saved Li Shimin at the start. He treats me like a brother, but all I want is to be his son-in-law.

To win over Princess Changle, with her long, shapely legs, I have no choice but to step in, even if it brings tears to my eyes.

I casually plant a field, and potatoes yield eight thousand jin per mu. No one in the Tang Dynasty ever goes hungry again.

I casually cure an illness, and Empress Zhangsun comes back from the brink of death. They hail me as an immortal among mortals.

I happen to throw a punch, and Goguryeo in the east is wiped out, the Turks in the north surrender, and Tibet in the west gets on its knees.

The whole realm praises me as a pillar of the nation. The only one who curses me as an unfilial brat every day is my father-in-law, Li Er.

Well, what can I say? He’s always interrupting my private time with my wife.