The Wind Blows in Chang'an: Reviving the Tang Dynasty from Northern Myanmar

The thing Li Shi regrets most in his life is getting a doctorate in history. If he hadn't gotten a Ph. D., He wouldn't have been abducted to northern Myanmar, wouldn't have heard three hundred screams in an iron cage, and finally been killed with a knife. He opened his eyes and became the prince of the Tang Dynasty. The prime minister has exclusive power in the court, the concubine hides the sword in the harem, the vassal town is sharpening the sword, and the nobles are waiting to see the joke. He thought at that time that he might as well forget about it. But northern Myanmar taught him one thing: don't accept your fate while you are alive. In the first year of Yongle, there was a wind in Chang'an. In the wind are the strategies of poor scholars, the bloody words of ruffians, and the emperor's lamp that stays on all night. ——The above is the time-travel record of a PhD student in the history department. About the author: A newcomer, writing about the political intrigues of the Mid-Tang Dynasty. The style refers to "The Ming Dynasty 1566". If there's anything you can't write well, feel free to comment. Don't be shy, I will keep updating if someone sees it. Come and read more of my works!