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

Golden light was projected from the holographic terminal.

Soft and not glaring.

The newly renovated Taiji Hall was illuminated, making the humble dwelling shine.

On the left side of the light screen is a virtual projection of Wu Zetian.

She wasn't wearing that overly cold and austere black business suit that represented the head of the Cyberspace Administration of China today.

Instead, she changed back into a magnificent Tang Dynasty court silk brocade dress, a rare occurrence.

The intricate peony patterns are faintly visible under the golden light.

Her hair was styled into an exquisite Lingxu bun, adorned with a simple hair ornament.

She didn't look as tired anymore, and the dark circles under her eyes had faded.

She regained that composed and unparalleled elegance.

The right side of the light screen.

The scene spans half the globe.

hawaii.

The imposing, thousand-foot-tall black titanium "Quantum Ark" has been shrunk in size.

Quietly moored in a private bay on Oahu.

The massive hull was disguised as a luxurious floating platform.

Li Chengqian was not in that oppressive underground safe house.

He lay on a beach chair on the deck of the Ark.

A huge parasol was overhead.

He had already taken off the "Supreme Chief Planner" suit that shimmered with pure gold aurora.

He changed back into that flashy Hawaiian shirt.

He wore a pair of brightly colored floral shorts and flip-flops.

This unfilial son has turned back into that salted fish who utterly despises working overtime.

He was holding half a watermelon and was using a spoon to scoop out the core from the very center.

The screen connected, and he only slightly raised his eyelids.

Li Shimin looked at his son's improper sitting posture.

Surprisingly, he didn't get angry this time.

He held a cup of goji berry tea, leaned back on the soft couch, and even smiled slightly.

After weathering the storm, the old man found everything much more agreeable.

"Your Highness, the situation in Chang'an has stabilized."

Wu Meiniang's voice broke the silence of the Taiji Hall.

"Speak with data."

Li Chengqian swallowed the watermelon in his mouth and mumbled three words.

Wu Zetian smiled with her phoenix eyes, her slender fingers gently tracing patterns on the light screen.

"The global trade and customs agreements reconstructed by the Tian Shu system have come into full effect."

"In these three days, the anchor value of the Tang Dynasty credit points has created a 130-fold exchange rate crushing effect on Western currencies."

"The Roman Senate signed the surrender document last night."

Wu Zetian's voice was filled with undisguised pride.

"They opened all the ports along the eastern Mediterranean coast completely."

"And they agreed to exchange their physical agricultural products and light industrial materials for the right to lease the underlying computing power of the Tian Shu system."

Scanned copies of agreements bearing official seals appeared on the screen.

"The situation is even worse for the Persian tycoons."

Wu Meiniang continued her report, her tone now tinged with sarcasm.

"The last time they failed in their short-selling attempt, not only did more than a dozen large families go bankrupt."

"They simply can't afford to rebuild those thirteen supercomputing towers that we destroyed."

"So?" Li Chengqian scooped out a spoonful of watermelon and raised his eyebrows.

"Therefore, they mortgaged the entire Aksu superconducting mine to Datang indefinitely."

"From today onwards, the superconducting ore from the Western Regions will no longer be our weakness."

"Instead, it was the Tang Dynasty's own backyard that it could mine at any time."

Customs clearance throughout the entire territory.

Resource allocation.

Datang not only completely defeated those foreign hackers who tried to cause trouble in the virtual network.

Furthermore, on a real economic level, Rome and Persia were transformed into cheap sources of raw materials for the industrial machinery of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Shimin listened to these reports.

The hand holding the teacup tightened slightly.

This was in the past, when wars were fought by the Snow Dragon Riders and the Red Cannons.

Even if it empties the national treasury and kills hundreds of thousands of people.

They might not even be able to achieve such a complete victory.

And now.

That rebellious son who ate watermelon in Hawaii.

All it took was typing on a keyboard, pulling the power switch, and a dimensional reduction attack from the Heavenly Court's Primordial Protocol.

They forcibly dragged the world's wealth and resources into the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Wu Zetian put away the data reports on the light screen.

She turned around to face Li Shimin, who was standing on the dragon throne.

Hands clasped together.

In the holographic projection, she bowed gracefully and lightly.

"Your subject is Wu Meiniang."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

She looked up, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a bright light.

"The glorious era of the Tang Dynasty has been achieved."

Wanwei Shengshi.

These four words are like a long, drawn-out chime.

It struck a chord with Li Shimin.

The old emperor put down his goji berry tea and unconsciously rubbed his hands together on his thighs.

He wanted to laugh out loud, but he felt that he would lose his composure in front of his son.

He could only suppress his ecstasy, his face beaming with joy.

"Okay...okay."

Li Shimin nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling slightly.

Over in Hawaii.

Li Chengqian casually tossed the empty watermelon rind into the nearby trash can.

I picked up a tissue and wiped my hands.

"Alright, stop with all that fancy stuff."

He yawned and adjusted the back of the beach chair.

Whether a society is prosperous or not, it's all built on computing power and electricity bills.

"I only care about one thing."

He looked at Li Shimin on the screen, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Old man, have we settled our score from last time?"

Li Shimin's smile froze.

He recalled the previous efforts to patch the overload vulnerability in the supercomputer.

Li Chengqian forcibly withheld his taxes from three provinces and his private gold reserves.

He had figured it out, but it still stung when he thought about it.

"What...what are you planning to do now?"

"take it easy."

Li Chengqian waved his hand dismissively.

Am I the kind of person who would cause trouble for my parents?

He gestured with his chin toward Wu Zetian.

"Show him that document."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Wu Zetian smiled slightly.

She held up a pre-prepared electronic document stamped with a top-secret red seal.

With a gentle push, the document flew to the terminal in front of Li Shimin.

Li Shimin leaned closer, puzzled.

The cover of the document prominently displays a line of large characters.

"Letter Regarding the Final Profit Distribution and Special Authority Transfer of the Supreme Chairman of the Datang Tianshu System".