Am I Song Xiaozong? No, My God Khan

"Where is my Tang Dynasty?" In the twenty-third year of Zhenguan, Li Shimin died of illness in Zhaoling. When he opened his eyes again, he turned out to be the second emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, Song Xiaozong Zhao Kan, who was determined to make the Northern Expedition but was repeatedly frustrated and trapped in a corner of Lin'an. In the court hall, the main peace faction shouted "the world is at peace"; the envoys of the Jin Kingdom arrogantly asked for annual coins; in the memory, there is also a disastrous failure of the "Longxing Northern Expedition"... The soul of the eternal emperor ignited a huge rage in the body of the young emperor. At this moment, another voice screamed in his mind: "Fuck! The paper on my computer hasn't been handed in yet! Wait, who are you? This dragon robe... I'm wearing the emperor?!" Li You, a modern economics college student, actually shared the same body with Li Shimin after a car accident. From then on, the peaceful Southern Song Dynasty court ushered in the most bizarre "ruling combination" in history: Li Shimin sneered: "Sui coins? What I gave to Turks back then were swords! Li You, what good ideas do you, future generations, have?" Li You flipped through the information in his mind: "Economic sanctions! Maritime trade has blocked their import of luxury goods! But... We have to have money first. Official, can you do business?" "Your Majesty, you are very powerful, but the economic foundation determines the superstructure." "Boy, your idea is strange, but people's hearts and power cannot be calculated by numbers." "Then... Cooperation?" "Good. Let's see how this half of the south of the Yangtze River can be recast in my and your hands into a glorious dynasty that is no less than that of the Han and Tang Dynasties!"