From the Start, I Made Li Shimin Furious, and the Dynasties Laughed Themselves Silly

Su Mu is a low-ranking physician in a Tang dynasty death row. He's due to be executed tomorrow, but in his moment of desperation, he activates the [Imperial Rage System].

As long as he gets Li Shimin worked up, he can win a lottery. Make him feel humiliated, lose his composure, or send his blood pressure soaring, and the rewards get a tenfold multiplier!

Just then, Empress Zhangsun falls gravely ill. Li Shimin visits the prison in person to consult him. Su Mu picks up his execution wine and flips the table:

"Old Li, all it takes to save your wife is one shot of penicillin. But saving her won't change a thing. The Tang dynasty will end up with the Wu clan on the throne anyway!"

Li Shimin draws his sword and roars. Su Mu rubs salt in the wound:

"Why so worked up? Your concubine Wu Meiniang will marry your ninth son, Li Zhi, kill off the entire Li royal clan, and change the dynasty's name to Zhou. You spent your whole life working for your daughter-in-law!"

"Your crown prince, Li Chengqian, will rebel for the sake of his male lover. Princess Gaoyang will cuckold Fang Yiai, and her lover will be a monk!"

[Ding! Li Shimin is completely enraged. Critical rewards: ten cases of amoxicillin, a Gatling gun, and ten thousand jin of high-yield sweet potatoes!]

Su Mu thought he was only treating Li Shimin's low blood pressure. Little did he know, the [Sky Screen of All Dynasties] was broadcasting everything to the ancestors of every era!

Ying Zheng looks at the world map and cleaves Zhao Gao with his sword. "Shove Hu Hai into a cannon! I'm taking Fusu to conquer the whole planet!"

After hearing about the Tumu Crisis, Zhu Yuanzhang takes the titanium-alloy belt Su Mu gave him and heads for the young Zhu Di. "Fourth son, get over here. I'll beat you to death first, then go to the future and stuff Zhu Qizhen into a pig cage!"

Chongzhen sets up a machine gun and points it at the assembled officials. "My esteemed ministers, this barrel is blazing hot. Will you hand over the silver yourselves, or shall I physically send your entire clans to the afterlife?"