My house's electrical wiring dates back to the Tang Dynasty.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Cheng Yaojin replied, bowing. He then beckoned to the Imperial Guards, and Li Mingbo was lifted up.

and many more.

The young man in yellow just now called the black-faced general Zhijie.

Why does this name sound so familiar?

I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, but I can't quite place it.

oops.

Where was it again?

It's true what they say: you only realize how little you know when you need it.

My brain just shut down at the crucial moment.

I remembered.

Isn't this just like Cheng Yaojin's three-pronged attack?

Cheng Yaojin was Li Shimin's loyal henchman and enforcer.

So this young man in yellow, who is about the same age as him, is Li Shimin!

This is none other than Emperor Li Er, the ruthless and cruel emperor who killed his brothers and was known throughout history.

It's nighttime now, so this is Li Shimin's bedroom.

Lying down exercises.

They've broken through the wall and made way for Li Shimin's bedroom.

Heavens above, earth below, you can't play this cruel joke on people!

Chang'an is such a big city, of all places, it leads to Li Shimin's palace.

You might as well just give me a sudden death.

Am I just going to die like this?

I didn't survive more than two chapters; I became the fastest transmigrator to die.

"Your Majesty, spare me! I am of great use to the Tang Dynasty, Your Majesty, you cannot kill me!" Just as he reached the threshold and was about to leave, Li Mingbo struggled and shouted, "Your Majesty, I will talk, I will tell you everything."

Li Mingbo shouted loudly.

"Let him speak," Li Shimin said, returning to his seat at the table, his fierce eyes glaring at Li Mingbo.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaojin waved to the two guards supporting Li Mingbo.

Li Mingbo was brought back.

"Speak, who ordered you? Tell me, or I will exterminate your entire family," Li Shimin said.

"Your Majesty, no one instructed me." After Li Mingbo finished speaking, he thought to himself, "I am the only son in my family, and now I am all alone. I am a headless matchstick, a complete bastard. Will my entire family be exterminated?"

I'm afraid you won't have that opportunity.

"Take him out," Li Shimin said.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I haven't finished speaking yet," Li Mingbo quickly begged for mercy when he saw Cheng Yaojin approaching.

Li Shimin gave Cheng Yaojin a look.

Cheng Yaojin immediately understood.

"I'm giving you one last chance."

"Yes, I understand," Li Mingbo said.

"Speak," Li Shimin said, looking at Li Mingbo.

"Your Majesty, I am actually from more than a thousand years in the future."

There was no other way; I had to tell him everything and try to outsmart Li Shimin, or I might not see the sun rise tomorrow.

This is the only way out now.

See if Li Shimin is interested, then spare your own life.

"Your Majesty, he's talking nonsense," Cheng Yaojin said upon hearing this.

"General Cheng, right? I know you," Li Mingbo said, looking at Cheng Yaojin.

"Nonsense! My reputation is renowned throughout Chang'an. You can't fool me," Cheng Yaojin said.

"Your Majesty, it's actually quite simple for me to prove it," Li Mingbo said. "Look at my attire. Isn't it different from the Tang people's? My hair is so short, isn't it? And look at this fabric; it's not from this era."

Li Mingbo raised his arm and pinched the chemical fiber fabric of the short-sleeved shirt on his right arm with his left hand.

Li Shimin remained silent.

There is a play.

Li Mingbo was secretly pleased to see that Li Shimin remained silent.

"Your Majesty, take another look at my shoes. These are sneakers, aren't they different from the boots of the Tang Dynasty?"

Cheng Yaojin walked up and kneaded the fabric on Li Mingbo's body with his large, rough fingers, saying, "Your Majesty, this fabric is exquisite; it is indeed not from our dynasty."

"This alone doesn't prove anything. What else can you offer to prove your point?" Li Shimin said.

"Simple," Li Mingbo said.

It seems that we can't fool Li Er without showing him the real deal.

Li Mingbo reached into his pocket and pulled out a dark object.

"Your Majesty, please take a look."

When Li Shimin saw Li Mingbo come out holding a smooth, square object resembling jade, he stood up and walked towards Li Mingbo.

Cheng Yaojin stopped Li Shimin and said warily, "Your Majesty, we must be wary of the idiom 'the map is unrolled and the dagger is revealed'."

Lying down exercises.

Cheng Yaojin, you really have a way of thinking. Do I look like the kind of person Jing Ke?

Upon hearing Cheng Yaojin's words, Li Mingbo immediately frowned and handed his phone to Cheng Yaojin.

Li Shimin nodded to Cheng Yaojin, who stepped forward to take it.

Looking at the black screen, he asked, "What kind of black jade is this?"

You don't know?

"General Cheng, this is glass. Oh, in the Tang Dynasty it should be called liuli. But this liuli is different from the liuli of this time. It can reflect a person's image. Uh, it can instantly draw your portrait. It's very realistic."

I knew you wouldn't know how to use it.

"How do I use it?" Cheng Yaojin asked, handing the phone to Li Mingbo.

Li Mingbo took it, turned it on with his fingerprint, and then snapped a picture of Li Shimin.

Great angle, very photogenic, exudes heroic spirit, a handsome guy.

"Your Majesty, please take a look." Li Mingbo handed it to Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin took it and looked at it. His bull-like eyes were so wide they seemed to be about to fall to the ground. He then turned to look at Li Shimin.

"You're so clever." Li Shimin felt a tickle in his heart when he saw Cheng Yaojin's surprised expression, inwardly cursing Cheng Yaojin for being so clueless.

Only Cheng Yaojin, that simpleton, dared to be so disregarded in front of him. If it were anyone else, their graves would have been overgrown with weeds long ago.

What happened next was entirely within Li Mingbo's expectations.

The emperor and his minister both looked like they had never seen the world before.

"Even if you are the famous Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, so what? You still look like you've never seen the world before," Li Mingbo thought with disdain as he watched the two of them staring at each other.

Of course, it's something I can only think about in my mind.

"Hmph, what, what is this?" Li Shimin, obsessed with saving face, asked Li Mingbo while holding his phone.

"Your Majesty, this is an electronic product from over a thousand years in the future. It is very powerful. In modern terms, it is equivalent to having eyes that can see a thousand miles and ears that can hear the wind. In our time, as long as we had this, we could know what was happening in the world just a few seconds ago from our home."

"Nonsense!" Cheng Yaojin cursed upon hearing this.

"Then can you know what will happen tomorrow?" Li Shimin asked.

"Sure, we can just ask our idol." Li Mingbo then gestured to Li Shimin, "Uh, Your Majesty, what year and month is it in the Zhenguan era?"

I know that Li Shimin's reign title was Zhenguan. But people in ancient times look old, so I don't know which year of Zhenguan it is now.

"The seventh day of the sixth month of the sixth year of Zhenguan," Li Shimin said.

Li Mingbo took the phone and saw that it had no signal. He shrank back and said apologetically, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, the phone has no signal, so I can't find anything."

However, the date on it is still the same as in modern times, July 1st.

Open the calendar again.

July 1, 2025, the seventh day of the sixth lunar month.

But the timing is exactly the opposite.

It was 2 PM when I was there, but after passing through the wall it became 2 AM.

"Someone come here!" Li Shimin shouted.

not good!

Upon hearing Li Shimin call for reinforcements, Li Mingbo knew something was wrong.

Li Shimin must have thought that he had lied to him, which was treason and punishable by death.

"Your Majesty, please let me explain..." Li Mingbo said anxiously.

After finally spending ten minutes explaining the problem of his phone losing signal to the two people from the Tang Dynasty, Li Mingbo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what use is this?" Li Shimin asked.

"Your Majesty, there are still many useful software apps available, such as a calculator and a camera. The camera I just used to take a picture of Your Majesty does not require a signal."

"What nonsense?" Li Shimin frowned as he looked at Li Mingbo.

At that moment, the sound of Qianniu preparing to go out could be heard.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Yi and his entourage have arrived. Should we let them in?"

The fewer people who know about this, the better.

"Let them go back, it's alright," Li Shimin said.

"Yes."

"Wait a minute," Li Mingbo called out upon hearing this.

Now that Li Shimin believed that Li Mingbo was indeed a person from over a thousand years in the future, his tone softened somewhat.

If anyone else dared to disobey the emperor, they would be like an old man committing suicide, tired of living.

"What do you want now?" Li Shimin asked.

"Your Majesty, is the Duke of Yi the same person as Qin Qiong, Qin Shubao?"

"Exactly."

"Your Majesty, please let the Duke of Yi in. My admiration for the Duke of Yi is as boundless as a surging river."

"Moreover, historical records indicate that Duke Yi was in poor health in the early years of the Zhenguan era and stayed at home to recuperate. It seems that he passed away in the twelfth year of the Zhenguan era."