In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

"Hello, do you offer door-to-door service?"

"Let's get a college student!"

637 AD, Chang'an, the Prince of Han's Palace.

A large group of men in wide robes and turbans, along with maids in high-waisted long skirts, surrounded a large nanmu bed, looking uneasy.

"What kind of college student is Hanwang talking about?"

"The King of Han fell off his horse while hunting yesterday and started talking nonsense when he woke up."

"What is door-to-door service?"

"Huh? Where am I?"

Li Yuanchang rubbed his head, got up in a daze, and saw the antique furnishings, which were very much in the style of the Tang Dynasty.

The grand mansion is well-connected, the exquisite incense burner is filled with sandalwood fragrance, and even the bed legs are covered in gilded gold.

"He's awake! The King of Han is awake!"

"Who, who are you?" he asked in confusion.

Boom!

Before the servants of the Prince of Han's mansion could even rejoice, they were utterly shocked! Their faces turned deathly pale. Had the Prince of Han lost his memory?

"what!"

At this moment, Li Yuanchang suddenly screamed and rolled around in pain, clutching his head.

"King Han!"

"King Han!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Quickly, fetch the imperial physician!!"

Chaos erupted inside the hall, but Li Yuanchang had no energy left to care. A memory that did not belong to him was flooding into his mind, causing a tearing pain!

"Do not touch me!"

"What's the date now?"

"Your Highness, today is the tenth day of the ninth month of the eleventh year of the Zhenguan era!"

Boom!

Li Yuanchang was struck dumb, and suddenly broke free and rushed outside like a madman.

An ancient courtyard, guards with knives, servants in Tang suits, no skyscrapers, not even a speck of smog in the sky—everything tells Li Yuanchang a cruel truth!

He has crossed!

boom!

He slammed his knees to the ground, his expression one of despair.

"I just bet three million on France, Argentina is definitely going to lose, and I haven't even claimed the prize yet, and you're already trying to take down the Tang Dynasty?"

"Li Mamai..."

……

Half an hour later.

Li Yuanchang, his face covered in water, stared blankly at his reflection in the bronze mirror, finally accepting reality with great difficulty.

He traveled through time to the most brilliant era in Han Chinese history.

This year marked the maturation of Tang Dynasty politics and the peak of national power under the leadership of that great emperor.

That year, the empress, who reigned supreme and ruled over all living beings, was just an innocent and romantic young girl.

That year, the Tang Dynasty and Tibet were about to go to war in Songzhou, and Princess Wencheng's journey to Tibet was about to begin.

Li Yuanchang was the seventh son of Emperor Gaozu of Tang (Li Yuan) and the half-brother of Emperor Taizong of Tang (Li Shimin).

He was only eighteen years old, handsome, and of extremely noble birth.

But he was not happy at all, because according to the course of history, he would be executed by Li Shimin six years later!

The entire family was politically abandoned by the most powerful minister, Changsun Wuji, who took advantage of their misfortune and none of them met a good end!

"What should I do?"

"I don't want to die!"

Li Yuanchang's face was grim, and he was driven by his most primal instinct to survive.

He comes from the 21st century, with humble origins, and started from scratch. At only 24 years old, he was already one of the top ten young entrepreneurs in a certain city.

But faced with this situation, he was completely clueless.

Because the moment he became the King of Han, he had already stepped into the political vortex of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and his life was on a countdown.

Ancient politics was too bloody and terrifying; it was incomparable to business warfare, and it wasn't even worthy of carrying shoes.

At this time.

boom! !

The exquisite vermilion gate was hurriedly pushed open by Fang Tong, the old steward of the Prince of Han's mansion.

"Your Highness, the Prince of Han, something terrible has happened!!"

Li Yuanchang turned his head. This was the old servant who had been with him for eighteen years, and also the steward of the Prince's mansion. He had never married and was extremely loyal.

He instinctively wanted to help the old man up. Although he was a shrewd businessman in his previous life, that was just in business. He was a decent person in private and would sometimes donate money to troubled girls.

"What's wrong?"

"Prince Han, His Majesty has ordered your arrest; they're already at the gates of the palace!"

"What the heck??"

Li Yuanchang was dumbfounded. Wasn't I supposed to die in six years?

"Your Highness, it's absolutely true! It was General Hou Junji of the Left Golden Guard who came in person!"

A thunderbolt suddenly struck Li Yuanchang's heart.

Good heavens, Hou Junji!

A historical figure, a military strategist, but he was executed along with himself.

His expression quickly turned serious, and he instantly calmed down.

In the Tang Dynasty's system, the Jinwu Guard was the highest-ranking military force, and only Li Shimin could mobilize it. The Jinwu Guard was responsible for arresting people, not the Inner Palace Secretariat for summoning them.

This is enough to show that the matter is very serious and that the higher-ups are very angry.

His first reaction was to run!

But in feudal dynasties, running away was impossible. Once you left Chang'an, you could walk to your death in the vast mountains. There were no highways or ride-hailing services.

"Damn it!" Li Yuanchang cursed under his breath. This was truly an unexpected disaster. He quickly tidied himself up and then braced himself to go out to meet the attacker.

After passing through a courtyard the size of several football fields, we bumped into the Imperial Guards in a grand corridor.

The clanging of armor echoed, and even before the men arrived, their killing intent was palpable.

A tall, burly man with dark skin led two squads of fully armored Golden Guards rapidly approaching. They were all about 1.8 meters tall, with broad waists and fierce faces, extremely imposing.

Wherever they went, everyone lay on the ground, trembling.

Li Yuanchang was deeply shocked when he saw the ancient version of the "special forces" for the first time!

"Greetings, King Han!"

Hou Junji gave a slight bow.

call!

Li Yuanchang exhaled a breath of stale air. From an orphan from the countryside to a successful businessman, he had possessed extraordinary intelligence since childhood.

Hou Junji even bowed, which meant that the higher-ups did not intend to kill him immediately or convict him outright, so there was still a chance.

"General Hou, you're too kind," Li Yuanchang returned the greeting.

Hou Junji had a cold and aloof demeanor, handling matters strictly by the book; he was neither particularly rude nor friendly.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered us to bring you to the palace immediately for an audience with the Emperor."

"General Hou, may I have a word with you in private?" Li Yuanchang tried his best to remain calm. He didn't know what had happened, but he knew that every step he took next would determine his life!

Hou Junji was clearly unwilling.

Li Yuanchang quickly stuffed the purse he had just taken from Steward Fang into Hou Junji's hand; it was filled with heavy gold.

He said in a low voice, "General Hou, this is just a small token of my respect."

"You've given me face today, and I'll repay you with a favor later."

"how?"

Hou Junji paused for a moment, hesitated slightly, then, thinking of the relationship between the Prince of Han and the Crown Prince, he accepted the purse without making a sound and waved his hand.

The entire Imperial Guard retreated twenty meters, leaving ample space.

Seeing this, Li Yuanchang breathed a sigh of relief.

He made the right bet. Hou Junji was an outstanding military strategist, but he was morally corrupt. He had taken valuables from the battlefield multiple times, showing his greed for money.

Most importantly, he hasn't fallen from power yet, so Hou Junji has no reason not to give him face.

"King Han, I know what you want to say."

"When you arrive at the Liangyi Hall, be careful; the higher-ups are already furious," Hou Junji subtly warned.

"What crime have I committed?" Li Yuanchang asked, bewildered.

Hou Junji said sternly, "Your Highness, you've been sued!"

"..."