Deposed? I couldn't be happier! I wouldn't even be a dog to the crown prince.

In the center of the pop-up window, Li Chengqian's face, wearing sunglasses, was magnified tenfold, filling Li Shimin's entire field of vision.

The enormous holographic screen emitted a dazzling, pale, cold light.

The light illuminated Li Shimin's chubby face, which was filled with grief and resentment, revealing it completely.

The air in the hall instantly became deathly awkward.

Only the fans in the console's core chassis were still emitting a faint, rhythmic hum.

In the scene, Li Chengqian is lying on a large sun lounger in Hawaii, holding a half-finished glass of iced cola in his hand.

The ice cubes struck the glass, making a crisp sound.

The crisp metallic notes, transmitted through the quantum cable, struck the cold white marble steps of the Taiji Hall without any obstruction.

Li Chengqian's sunglasses slipped down slightly by half an inch, revealing a pair of eyes full of mischief and amusement.

"Oh my, Father, your entrance tonight has truly broadened my horizons."

Looking at the old man's screenshot of his green virtual account earnings, Li Chengqian mercilessly unleashed a long string of "hahaha" comments.

Those pale green numbers transformed into mocking holographic fireworks at his fingertips.

The sound crackled and scattered above the Taiji Hall.

"Outrageous! You unfilial son! Do you even know what market intervention is? I am saving the digital assets of the Tang Dynasty!"

Enraged, Li Shimin slammed his hand on the dragon desk, causing the pure gold back scratcher on it to bounce off and crash heavily onto the carpet.

His eyes were wide open, and the two blue veins on his neck throbbed violently due to the rush of blood and qi, making him look like two frightened green snakes.

His right hand, covered in thick calluses, pointed at the light screen.

His fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably at a high frequency due to his rapid anger.

"Supporting the market? Father, you really know how to flatter yourself."

Li Chengqian took a sip of cola and let out a piercing burp.

He rolled his eyes, lazily pulled over the back-end fund monitoring grid, and used a bright red parabola to forcefully expose the flow of the old man's millions of private funds.

"Use your brilliant and powerful mind to think about it. I created the Tian Shu System. As the Crown Prince, do you think I know better than those powerful clans who deal in Xuan paper on the black market whether or not we should sever ties?"

This kind of dimensional reduction attack was like an unreasonable code hammer, smashing the old man's last imperial self-esteem to pieces.

Li Chengqian shifted to a more comfortable position and lay down, his tone full of nonchalant banter.

"To tell you the truth, this is not a decoupling announcement at all. It's a fake news that Mei Niang is using to lure people out of the background and deliberately release to harvest the secret funds of those aristocratic families."

Before those rats in the sewers had even been completely strangled, you, with your big face, plunged headfirst into this margin call trap.

Li Shimin froze on the spot, his lips moved, he gasped for breath, and his chest heaved violently.

He turned his head absentmindedly and looked at Wu Meiniang, who was standing in front of the secondary control panel in the side hall, casually adjusting her skirt.

The holographic projection of Wu Zetian bowed slightly, her delicate face calm, but the cruel smile of a financial capitalist in her eyes could not be hidden.

"Your Majesty, I did try to advise you earlier, but you've moved too fast. Once the central bank's forced liquidation agreement is triggered, even I won't be able to press the stop button."

Wu Zetian's voice still carried its unique magnetism, but to Li Shimin, it was nothing short of the cruelest death warrant.

This daughter-in-law is ruthless when it comes to scheming against the family's wealth.

Now, things have gotten even worse. They've even taken his life savings, which he, as the father-in-law, had justifiably and legitimately robbed.

"You...you two unfilial sons and daughters-in-law!"

Upon learning the truth, Li Shimin was so angry that his beard trembled, and he collapsed, leaning against the dragon head of the sandalwood chair, completely exhausted.

But he couldn't retaliate.

Under the algorithmic rules of the new era, his iron cavalry and swords are of no use.

He could only watch helplessly as his once-green stash of savings was transferred into the so-called "Hawaii Beach Special Construction Fund" in a mere microsecond.

"Father, you should just stay in Chang'an and be the chairman of your own company. As for investment, which is a technical skill, you're not even as good as an ordinary retail investor in the West Market."

On the screen, Li Chengqian launched a new round of sarcastic remarks, even thoughtfully adding a special colored title to Li Shimin at the top of the pop-up window.

[The Great Tang Dynasty Universe's Top-Grade Leek.]

"It's practically a super-mature leek that's grown up strong and healthy."

"When you have time, come to the Second Chang'an to ride the mechanical tiger more often. As for high-end properties like land, I advise you to stay away, lest you end up mortgaging your underwear to the national treasury."

This kind of blatant and unforgiving humiliation left Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling trembling with fear.

Everyone buried their heads so low they didn't dare lift them even a millimeter.

They were terrified that the tyrant, who was in a fit of rage, would unleash his fury on them.

The golden lights inside the Taiji Hall remained bright, but the pride of secular imperial power had, in the aftermath of this night, completely transformed into an absurd numerical joke.

On the beach, Li Chengqian raised his hand and shut down the transoceanic express line, and the world returned to the tranquility of the tropical night.

He put his sunglasses back on and said something casually to the holographic window of Wu Zetian beside him.

"Physically store all the physical assets pledged by the aristocratic families into the warehouse. Tomorrow morning, I want to see the third and fourth heavy industry bases in the North American Province laid the steel cables of the quantum power grid to the border of the Tibetan Province."

"Yes, Your Highness, those old bones have practically lost all their money for their funerals this time."

Wu Zetian nodded with a light laugh, and the projection immediately transformed into countless blue particles that dissipated into the night sky.

This financial web, woven from empty vanity and misinformation, finally completed the perfect restructuring of the wealth of all the old forces in the Tang Dynasty in just one minute.

The code reaped the rewards of greed.

And this greed will turn into rows of towering industrial furnaces in reality.

However, the eternal flames within the Daming Palace have now returned to peace and brilliance.

But the heads of those aristocratic families whose foundations had been completely destroyed by this technological wave were now trapped in a cold, desperate despair, on the verge of death, in the dark mansions throughout Chang'an.

In the Wang family's underground secret room, the eldest son of the Wang family looked at the pale balance in his digital treasure account, which had been reduced to zero.

His eyes were bloodshot from excessive despair.

His lips split open, and streaks of sweet-smelling blood oozed out.

"The real mines are gone... the land in the grid is fake too... Li Chengqian, you're leaving us no way to survive!"

His hoarse, beast-like growls echoed through the dark brick walls.

In their eyes, the new laws and computing power of the Tang Dynasty had driven them to a state worse than beggars.

Since even surviving has become a luxury.

At this moment, all the so-called rules and secular imperial power completely lost their binding force.

"Master, we can't wait any longer! Although the Academy of Sciences has been shut down, we still have one last physical connection to that 'ownerless core' that Gongshu Gongshu hid at the foot of Mount Li!"

The remnants of the Cui clan crawled out of the darkness, their faces covered in blood, clutching tightly in their hands an ancient bronze network card that gleamed with a dim, eerie light.

That was a dark loophole left by the Gongshu family three years ago, before they were abandoned by the Crown Prince, deep within the earth's veins at the very bottom of the Tang Dynasty, a loophole that was not under the jurisdiction of the system.

The royal family was nothing but a joke in this turmoil, but those aristocratic families who had truly lost everything finally pushed open a technological door to hell in their despair.