Great Tang: I'm the Mastermind, and I'll Make the Crown Prince Seize the Throne

On his first day after transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty, Su Chen crushed the Crown Prince’s leg. Even more absurdly, the Crown Prince didn’t seek revenge. Instead, with red-rimmed eyes, he begged him: “My father neglects me, the Prince of Wei bullies me, and the court officials look down on me. I live worse than a dog, sir. Teach me how to win back my dignity!” Su Chen looked at his wrecked minivan, then at the miserable Crown Prince who had endured thirteen years of humiliation. He fell silent for a moment, then smiled. “Win back your dignity? No. Let’s take the throne.” From then on, the Eastern Palace took a startling new direction. The Prince of Wei wanted to fight for the succession? Su Chen turned around and won over the prince’s most favored cook, then slipped a slow-acting poison into the food. Li Tai grew fatter and more muddleheaded with every meal. The court officials refused to accept the Crown Prince? Su Chen dug through every official’s dirty past. Anyone who wouldn’t fall in line got a custom-made “treason package,” with charges fabricated to sound more convincing than the truth. Li Shimin was still hesitating over whether to replace the Crown Prince? Su Chen patted Li Chengqian on the shoulder. “Your father taught you the Xuanwu Gate playbook, didn’t he? If not, I will.” Bribery, poisoning, framing, false accusations, and forcing the emperor to abdicate. At last, in the palace, Li Shimin realized something was wrong and roared at Li Chengqian, “You unfilial son! What are you trying to do?!” Li Chengqian stood in the Taiji Palace, his gaze cold as a blade. “I ask Your Majesty to address me as Crown Prince.” “How can a man remain Crown Prince for thirteen years and still fail to secure the throne?” “Father, please abdicate in favor of the worthy and move to Da’an Palace!”