Great Tang: My Strong Daughter Exposes Me After I Faked My Death for Five Years

In the first year of the Zhenguan era, the empire was still recovering from years of upheaval.

Li Shimin was traveling incognito with Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui when they were caught in a downpour and took shelter in a farmhouse outside Chang'an.

The moment they entered, the Tang officials and their ruler drew in a sharp breath.

In the courtyard, a dainty four-year-old girl with doll-like features was smashing walnuts with one hand while holding up a three-hundred-jin stone mill!

Before Li Shimin could recover, a hulking, eight-foot-tall mountain of muscle emerged from the inner room. He looked exactly like the late Prince of Qi, Li Yuanji!

Li Shimin's legs went weak. “T-Third Brother? You're alive?”

The muscleman rolled his eyes. “You've got the wrong guy. I'm Li Daniu, a humble farmer.”

As they chatted while sheltering from the rain, the Tang ruler and his officials were left completely dumbfounded.

Fang Xuanling fretted over grain and supply logistics, and Li Daniu casually sketched a “logistics hub model and double-entry bookkeeping.”

Du Ruhui worried about a Turkic invasion, and Li Daniu tossed out a plan for an economic warfare blitz that would crush the enemy using “wool that eats people.”

Changsun Wuji was astonished. “May I ask, sir, where did you acquire such extraordinary knowledge?”

Li Daniu scratched his muscular chest and wore the look of a laid-back slacker. “I just read a few books and made it up. Don't bother me while I make braised pork for my daughter!”

Half a year later, looking at the modern repeating crossbows, high-yield potatoes, and generators filling the courtyard...

Li Shimin threw himself at Li Daniu's leg with a thud. “Third Brother, drop the act! Take charge of the Tang Empire, sit on the throne! I'm begging you to come out of retirement!”