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

More than half an hour later, Li Yuanchang was brought into the palace in a daze.

This imperial palace, symbolizing the highest power center of the Tang Dynasty, was larger than imagined, magnificent and imposing, with thousands of palaces standing side by side, far beyond what later TV dramas could capture.

But he wasn't paying any attention to it; he was distracted the whole way.

Hou Junji just said that Wei Zheng, the Grand Master of Ceremonies, along with eleven other ministers, jointly impeached him, and the authorities wanted to use him as a scapegoat for this year's Zhenguan New Laws.

In other words, the new law is promulgated to make an example of a bad example!

Anyone who has lived in the 21st century knows that such matters are generally dealt with severely.

With his status as a prince, he might not die, but it would be more painful than death.

Liangyi Hall.

The core area of ​​Taiji Palace, where Li Shimin worked.

The moment Li Yuanchang stepped inside, he was on tenterhooks. The towering ceilings and the cold, imposing architecture, along with the oppressive and heavy atmosphere, made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Summon Prince Li Yuanchang of Han to the palace!" the eunuch shouted.

Li Fan's heart pounded wildly as he entered, feeling as nervous as a man seeing a naked woman for the first time.

He approached step by step, not daring to look up, but he could already feel a large number of oppressive gazes coming from all around him. Everyone here was a big shot, a shrewd person, and someone who held immense power.

In a horizontal comparison, even the top officials of a city in later generations couldn't compare to them; they were truly people from history books brought to life.

"This guilty subject pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

The sound echoed, but no one answered for a long time.

Li Yuanchang subconsciously looked up, wanting to see if this Emperor Taizong of Tang, who was ranked among the top three emperors in history, really had three heads and six arms.

Looking at him head-on, he happened to make eye contact with Li Shimin.

At the age of thirty-nine, Li Shimin was in his prime, at the height of his life. Dressed in a dragon robe, he was heroic and majestic, his eyes sharp as thunder, looking at him with anger and gloom.

Holy crap... Li Yuanchang's scalp tingled instantly; the pressure was immense! He abruptly lowered his head.

"You bastard!"

"How dare you show your face here?"

Li Shimin's angry voice, filled with disappointment and frustration, echoed throughout the palace.

Li Yuanchang was jolted awake!

The hairs on his body stood on end; even the voice of this emperor of all ages had a natural reverberation.

"Brother!"

"Shut up, address me as Your Majesty!" Li Shimin rebuked, his face stern and impartial.

Li Yuanchang clearly sensed the murderous intent, but he could only feign ignorance: "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Has I done something wrong?"

The entire Liangyi Hall was held in a state of complete control for at least two breaths.

From Li Shimin to the powerful figures in the court, everyone was stunned. This guy actually dared to turn the tables.

Some people secretly shook their heads; the King of Han was now completely finished.

As expected, Li Shimin was enraged. With a flick of his sleeve, a large stack of folded paper fell to the ground with a thud.

"You damned thing, pick it up and see for yourself!"

"At the beginning of this year, when the Zhenguan Code was promulgated, I repeatedly warned you to be a good person and not to act arrogantly and domineeringly because of your royal status."

"But this year, in April, June, and September, you rode your horse across the Wei River three times, hunting recklessly, trampling crops, intimidating the people, and showing contempt for the law!"

"You really think I'm ignoring your words? You think I wouldn't dare kill you?!"

The rumbling sound echoed like the wrath of the heavens, and it was truly terrifying, for he was Li Shimin, the governor of Asia!

Li Yuanchang trembled, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

History seems to have begun to unfold. Historical records show that Li Shimin frequently reprimanded Li Yuanchang, and his treatment of Li Yuanchang went from being kind to being oppressive, ultimately leading to tragedy.

He was also suffering inside, because he hadn't done any of it!

But he is already Li Yuanchang, and that cannot be changed.

His mind raced, and suddenly an idea struck him: "Your Majesty, I...I don't remember anything."

Immediately, many ministers looked at him with disdain, thinking that such a clumsy lie could deceive them.

"Your Majesty, I really don't remember."

"I fell off my horse while hunting yesterday and hit the back of my head. I don't remember anything now. You can check if I believe you!"

As he spoke, Li Yuanchang brushed aside his hair, revealing a patch of blood bruises to prove his innocence.

"Huh." The ministers glanced at it and realized that he had indeed fallen quite hard.

Li Shimin squinted, half believing and half doubting.

He had already received a report from the Imperial Household Department that the Prince of Han had fallen and was talking nonsense in his residence. After waking up, he couldn't even remember the way to his own home.

But as one of the greatest emperors in history, how could he not know what kind of person his seventh brother was?

"Since you don't remember anyone, why do you know to call me 'Imperial Brother'?"

The bigwigs looked again, waiting for an explanation.

Li Yuanchang trembled, his face showing panic.

Li Shimin instantly caught this change in expression, and a murderous intent flashed in his sharp pupils.

What he found most unacceptable was deceiving the emperor, and he was about to lash out at this critical moment.

"Your Majesty, although I have lost my memory, I remember my elder brother's voice. He took care of me and protected me since I was a child. He taught me to write and read. When I made mistakes, he would protect me in front of the late Emperor."

"When the Crown Prince rebelled, I was still young, and you even sent people to protect me."

"I've forgotten everything, but I haven't forgotten my brother!" With that, Li Yuanchang pressed his forehead to the ground, his sobs echoing throughout the Liangyi Palace.

The only way he could think of to break the deadlock was to use the fall and injury to appeal to emotions.

In his early years, Li Shimin treated Li Yuanchang quite well for various reasons.

In an instant, the silence in the Liangyi Hall was deafening!

Li Shimin was held captive for several seconds. The murderous intent in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his gaze became blank. Then it turned complicated, as if the iron-blooded and ruthless emperor's outer garment had been gently lifted to reveal the tenderness inside.

The bigwigs on both sides, including Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Hou Junji, were all stunned, looking at Li Yuanchang with eyes full of astonishment.

Wow, that's brilliant!

Whether it was genuine or feigned, those words completely changed the course of the game!

Li Shimin stared intently at Li Yuanchang, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, and finally...

"well!"

He sighed heavily, as if Li Fan's words had stirred up his deepest guilt and worries, making him less angry about Li Yuanchang's incompetence.

"Has the imperial physician examined you?"

Li Yuanchang feigned fear, not daring to raise his head: "Brother, not yet."

"Someone come here!" Li Shimin waved his hand, intending to summon the imperial physician.

"Wait a minute!!" An old minister with a square face and an extremely pedantic air stepped forward.

Li Shimin glanced sideways and frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, a country has its laws, and a family has its rules. Even if the Prince of Han was accidentally injured, that is not a reason to escape the law."

"Does His Majesty not recognize the new laws of the Zhenguan era?"

This person's voice was full of energy and powerful, and his words were extremely sharp.

Two words instantly popped into Li Yuanchang's mind: Wei, Zheng!

The number one remonstrating minister, and the number one hothead of the Tang Dynasty!

It must be this guy. He looks like he deserves a beating. Otherwise, who would dare to talk to Li Shimin like that?