During the Three Hundred Years of the Tang Dynasty, I, Chen Changsheng, Was Everywhere

In the fourteenth year of Daye, he crawled out from among the dead. Li Shimin was still a young boy. In the first year of Zhenguan, he guided the country by the Weishui River, and the Tang Dynasty ushered in a prosperous era. In the first year of Tianshou, he sat next to Wu Zetian's dragon chair and watched a generation of empresses trembling with fear. In the prosperous age of Kaiyuan, he sprinkled a handful of poison into Li Longji's wine glass. Chen Changsheng: I watched you build tall buildings, I watched you entertain guests, and I watched your buildings collapse. Li Shimin: Sir, this world belongs to you! Chen Changsheng: What do I need this country for? It's just a passing cloud. (Standing with hands behind hands) He is proficient in tactics but never wields power. He is superb in martial arts but is hidden in the bustling city. At every turning point in history, there is his behind-the-scenes hand. Taking stock of the harvest: After seeing off three generations of emperors, he is still the most handsome boy in Chang'an!