He transmigrates to the Zhenguan era of the Tang Dynasty and becomes Kong Buqi, son of Kong Yingda, leader of Confucian scholars across the realm.
His father is renowned throughout the land, a lifelong stickler for propriety who uses his silver tongue to educate the world.
The entire court assumes the youngest son of the Kong family must be a frail scholar, easy for anyone to push around.
Who could have guessed that Kong Buqi would awaken the divine strength of a conqueror? He lives by one rule: if you can settle it with your fists, don't waste your breath!
The Five Surnames and Seven Clans cite the classics and use natural disasters to pressure Li Shimin into issuing an edict blaming himself?
Kong Buqi lifts an eighty-jin black-iron copy of The Spring and Autumn Annals with one hand and smashes the steps of the imperial throne in front of every official!
The powerful scions of noble families tremble. "You madman! What... what kind of sage's teachings are those?!"
Kong Buqi wipes his fists. "The Master said, 'Since you've come, make yourself at home.' What our ancestor meant was, since you've come looking for trouble, make yourself comfortable in your grave!"
Kong Yingda nearly blacks out on the spot. "You unfilial son! I taught you to win people over with virtue, and you broke the Minister of Revenue's ribs?!"
But Li Shimin, seated upon the golden throne, slaps his armrest, secretly delighted. "Minister Kong, don't be so hard on your nephew! Buqi speaks wisely and has truly inherited the sages' teachings!"
From then on, the Tang Dynasty's way of doing things goes completely off the rails.
Wei Zheng becomes an iron-blooded superfan, Changsun Wuji goes out of his way to avoid him, and the great clans quietly wear bright armor to court.
The entire court cries out, "Please, Your Majesty, make the Kong family's divine power stop!"