Datang: Sir, Please Come Out of the Mountain

Zhao Chen, who traveled to the Tang Dynasty, lived in seclusion in Taiping Village. He never thought of giving porridge to save people in winter, but he attracted Li Shimin. "Sir, what are you talking about? How much is the yield per acre?" "Potatoes, the yield per acre is a thousand catties." "Sir, Tuyuhun rebelled, what should we do?" "Let Li Jing go and quell the Tuyuhun." "Sir..." Zhao Chen was helpless: "Are you bothered all the time? You are not Li Er, why are you asking this?" Li Shimin took a deep breath: "Sir, to be honest, I am Li Shimin, please come out, sir. Well, Datang needs you." Zhao Chen waved his sleeves and said, "Stop pretending, I am Li Er's father. Do you want me to come out? All right, a million troops, accompanied by hundreds of officials. Li Er will wear a dragon robe and bow to me. I will think about it again." When the army came, Li Shimin was sitting on the dragon's back, followed by civil and military officials. After he came down, he said respectfully, "Please come out, sir." Zhao Chen was dumbfounded. It turned out to be Li Er!