Traveling through the second year of Zhenguan, I became a failed scholar who starved to death in Chang'an.
When he opened his eyes, he was about to be kicked out of the inn, but he met Li Shimin who was paying a private visit incognito.
When all the civil and military officials in the dynasty were praying for sins and offering sacrifices to heaven, I fried a plate of locusts in front of the emperor:
"Sin is useless, eat it and you will be satisfied!"
Later, when Li Shimin was dying, he asked me one last question:
"If you had it to do over again, would you still change Datang?"
I looked at the thousands of acres of farmland and thousands of sails on the sea outside Chang'an City,
laughed:
"Yes. But this time, I will not be a national teacher, only a sower."
