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

Snapped!

Li Shimin slammed his hand heavily on the temporary rosewood dragon table that had been replaced with a traditional table.

Great strength.

The shock caused the imperial teacup on the table, which wasn't properly covered, to emit a series of crisp, festive clinking sounds.

A few drops of tea splashed onto the old man's sleeve, but he didn't care at all.

"happy!"

Li Shimin waved his hand.

He had just ordered 5,000 farming mechs for the affected farmers, and he felt they felt great to handle.

The frustration of having money but not being able to spend it all vanished.

He looked down at the balance on the control panel.

Five billion minus the cost of buying the mecha is not even a fraction of the total.

The old man squinted and smacked his lips.

The image of Li Chengqian, that rebellious son, eating watermelon so stingily, flashed through my mind.

The creator of the Tang Dynasty, who held global computing power in his hands, spent his days holed up on that wretched island drinking flat cola.

If this gets out, where will the Tang Dynasty put its face?

Li Shimin is now the supreme chairman.

The overall scope must be fully expanded.

Li Shimin skillfully swiped his fingers through the purchasing channel a few times.

We moved past those tedious heavy industry order interfaces.

It directly entered the global cold chain fresh food logistics network.

"Connect me to the main supplier network in North America!"

Li Shimin issued commands through the control panel.

"Take a special fund of 500 million from my account!"

"Transfer directly to the food logistics account at the Hawaii base!"

Wang De, who was standing next to him, felt his legs go weak from hearing this.

Five hundred million to buy food?

That's enough to buy up all the restaurants in the West Market of Chang'an and renovate them three times over.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do..." Wang De asked cautiously.

Li Shimin ignored him.

He yelled directly at the virtual operator of the North American supplier on the holographic screen.

Listen carefully!

"The fattest Boston lobsters in the waters off Hawaii and half of the Pacific Ocean."

"I'll take them all!"

"From now on, all of the Crown Prince's food, drink, and other necessities on the island will be upgraded to the highest quality!"

"We need to send him carbonated Coke every day by private jet! And live lobsters, airdropped directly to his bunker entrance!"

The North American operator on the other end of the screen was stunned by this sudden, enormous order from a super-rich tycoon.

After a two-second pause, he quickly nodded and bowed frantically.

"Yes, yes, yes! Your Excellency Chairman! We will arrange a dedicated cold chain logistics line for you immediately!"

"snort."

Li Shimin cut off the communication with satisfaction.

He leaned back on the soft couch, crossing his legs.

The smugness on his old face was impossible to hide.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Cheng Yaojin approached at some point.

He had bandages wrapped around his head and was holding an unfinished roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

He chewed on it while grinning foolishly to himself.

"His Majesty's actions not only demonstrate the boundless grace of the Emperor."

Old Cheng grinned widely as he flattered the man, though his flattery was completely illogical.

"They even made His Highness feel indebted to them for their hospitality. Next time he wants to cut off our electricity, he'll have to think twice about the lobster's influence!"

"Get out of my way!"

Li Shimin laughed and cursed, then kicked Cheng Yaojin.

But that's really what he was thinking.

This is what is meant by fatherly love as strong as a mountain, combined with the power of capital.

You use computing power to overwhelm me, so I'll bury you in real gold and silver.

He stood up and walked to the center of the hall.

Looking down at the old ministers below, who, though wounded, had fully recovered their spirits.

Fang Xuanling, Yuchi Gong, Niu Jinda...

These are his old comrades who fought alongside him through the old era and nearly capsized in this new era.

Li Shimin took a deep breath.

The late winter sun shone brightly on his faded white clothes.

"Listen up, everyone!"

The old man's voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the newly renovated Taiji Hall.

"The Crown Prince has already shattered the old tricks of exploiting people used by aristocratic families."

"From this day forward, the flesh and blood of our Great Tang Dynasty will be firmly rooted in this land!"

He pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

"From now on, whoever dares to utter that nonsense about abandoning the physical body and cultivating immortality will be silenced."

"I won't let the Crown Prince pull the switch; I'll personally take a knife and chop off his head!"

"From now on, I'm no longer someone else's prey!"

Li Shimin announced loudly.

He carried the recklessness and domineering spirit inherent in the founding emperor.

"We, the emperor and our ministers, will defend this great Tang dynasty with our very bodies!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live His Majesty!"

"May the Tang Dynasty last ten thousand years!"

The assembled officials below knelt down in joy and gratitude.

The previous fear and anxiety were gone, as was the feeling of powerlessness in the face of technological superiority.

Everyone's face was beaming with genuine joy.

Li Shimin leisurely walked back to the back of the dragon table.

He leaned back comfortably into the large dragon throne.

He let out a long breath.

I've been holding this grudge for months.

From the beginning of the brain-computer interface disorder to the end of the immortality scam.

Now, I've finally vomited it all up.

He picked up the cup of goji berry tea on the table, which had already cooled down a bit.

He took a slow, deliberate sip.

The tea tastes especially sweet today.

at the same time.

Across the ocean.

On the white sand beaches of Oahu, Hawaii.

The sun was blinding, and the sea breeze carried a slightly salty heat wave.

Li Chengqian was still lying on the beach chair under that parasol.

He had an unlit cigar dangling from his mouth.

"bite--"

The holographic control panel is placed on the beach table next to it.

It emitted a crisp, pleasant alert tone, without any warning connotation.

[Your personal logistics account has received a transoceanic special fund transfer from the Chairman of Datang Taishang]

[Amount: 500,000,000 Physical Credits]

[P.S.: Book half the lobsters of the Pacific Ocean for me to enjoy; don't disgrace the Tang Dynasty.]

Li Chengqian looked at the message that popped up on the screen.

Then I looked at the number followed by a bunch of zeros.

He raised an eyebrow.

He reached out and took the cigar out of his mouth.

That cold-blooded chief planner who constantly talked about physically formatting everything and utterly loathed working overtime.

On this afternoon, there were no alarms and no code crashes.

at last.

A subtle, but very satisfied look appeared at the corner of his mouth.