When he opened his eyes, he became Li Xiao, the sixth prince of the Tang Dynasty. He sounded noble, but in fact he was chewing on cakes as hard as bricks, counting rice grains in the drafty side hall, waiting to starve to death. There was the yin and yang of Prince Li Chengqian in the past, and the "friendly care" of Wei King Li Tai in the latter. The civil and military officials in the court looked at him as if they were looking at a pile of palace garbage that needed to be dealt with urgently.
Li Xiao wiped the cake crumbs off his hands and smiled.
Eating and waiting to die? Doesn't exist.
The first priority for a dignified time traveler is to make money!
The soap was just a stepping stone. The aroma of hot pot soon swept through Chang'an, and the glazed lamp blinded the Tibetan envoys. In the court hall, the censor expressed his sorrow: "Your Majesty! The sixth prince's business as a merchant is a disgrace to the Heavenly Family!" Li Shimin, who was sitting on the throne, rubbed his temples and looked at the chili oil in his hand that the traitor had paid "tribute" to, and was said to be able to strengthen the body, and fell into deep thought.
When the Turks were knocking on the gate with their iron hoofs, the military generals of the Manchu Dynasty were arguing endlessly, and the civil servants were talking loudly. Li Xiao silently handed over a blueprint: "Father, try this? It has a range of 500 steps and is called 'Truth'."
The news of the victory at the border crossing came and the court was silent. The fight between the Crown Prince and the King of Wei came to an abrupt end, and at the same time he turned back in horror and looked at his younger brother who had been muttering in the corner about making a fortune.
Li Xiao wiped the non-existent dust on his hands and showed an innocent and arrogant smile to the complicated-looking Qiangu Yidi who was sitting on the dragon throne:
"Father, with this land of thousands of miles, it's not too much to exchange for a letter of appointment as the crown prince, right?"
