When I dressed as Li Chengqian, he was just eight years old.
Next to the pillow is a riding crop stained with blood from the Xuanwu Gate Incident.
Looking at the young face in the bronze mirror, I smiled.
——Seize the direct descendant? Too low-level.
I want to use modern business to subvert Datang.
While Li Tai was competing for favor in the court, I was building transnational business routes;
When Hou Junji persuaded me to rebel, I was issuing Zhenguan banknotes;
When Li Zhi was established as the prince, my merchant ship had returned full of spices.
Li Shimin suddenly summoned him from the throne: "Cheng Qian, tell me."
"Why do your caravans always appear near the Turkic king's tent?"
