Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

“Your Majesty, Governor Changsun is right. The Wang family of Taiyuan truly harbors evil intentions!”

Li Chengqian was taken aback.

Looking at his third brother, Li Ke, who now exuded the aura of a secret service chief, a smile appeared on his lips. He leaned back in his seat, taking a rare break.

"Oh? Has the Embroidered Uniform Guard discovered something?"

Li Ke shook his head, and then recounted what he had seen when he came in.

Hear the words.

Li Chengqian suddenly realized what was happening and looked at his personal maid, Qian Yingying, with some surprise.

"Does the daughter of the Duke of Ying also work in my secretariat?"

Qian Yingying felt helpless. Wu Shun had appeared before Your Highness countless times, and had verified and reviewed hundreds of documents.

They served you tea and water more than once.

You didn't even know the other party was in the East Palace?

"Yes, Your Highness, she is currently in the Secretariat, where she is responsible for reviewing and verifying documents from the Ministry of Works."

Li Chengqian then slowly nodded.

"Brother, the Wang family is now sending their daughter and trying to win over your secretary. They're clearly trying to cultivate spies around you, for what will happen in the future..."

Li Ke's face was serious, and the cold light flashing in his eyes made no reservations about his current thought of "better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

This prompted Li Chengqian to roll his eyes in annoyance.

He spread his hands: "So, in your eyes, I'm someone who can be easily controlled by beauty and women?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ke was immediately startled and hurriedly shook his head, trying to explain.

But Li Chengqian waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, you don't need to keep an eye on these trivial matters, Prince Han. Yingying can handle things at Yangcheng Palace. But you, what brings you here?"

"Your Majesty, the first batch of convicts has arrived!"

Li Chengqian, who had just slumped down, sat up straight instantly, his eyes widening in excitement.

"how many people?"

"Fifty thousand! The next batch of fifty thousand should arrive in about ten days..."

"Hahaha! Good! Wang De... never mind, Gao Hai! Go and summon the Duke of Zhao! Wasn't he clamoring to do something? His good fortune is about to arrive!"

They're all family, my own uncle, and they volunteered to come.

When Li Chengqian gets into trouble, he really doesn't hold back at all.

When Changsun Wuji rushed to Yangcheng Palace.

Looking at Li Chengqian in his hand, who had already been prepared, he appointed him as the general manager of the 50,000 convict laborers and ordered him to immediately begin the first phase of construction of the Yellow River water conservancy project.

He was full of confidence, and felt like he had instantly become ten years younger.

however.

The Imperial University of Tang Dynasty, School of Architecture and Engineering.

In a lecture hall similar to the one Li Chengqian had lived in his previous life, he looked at the huge engineering route map, which was more than ten square meters in size, and the pile of blueprints and geographical documents in front of him, which were much taller than everyone else.

Despite this, more than half of the faculty in the School of Civil Engineering will be at his disposal for this project.

For a moment, Changsun Wuji's hand, holding the edict handed to him by Li Chengqian, still trembled uncontrollably.

"Your Highness... isn't this overestimating me a bit? This... this matter seems a bit too much, doesn't it?"

A seminar on Yellow River water conservancy projects has concluded.

Li Chengqian smiled and, upon hearing his uncle's anxious question, simply smiled faintly and gently patted the other's shoulder.

“Uncle, dynasties rise and fall every few centuries. Countless influential figures have devoted their entire lives to the cause, yet they only leave a few strokes in the history books. Historians are stingy with their words; the glorious and tumultuous lives of these people are reduced to just a few lines of text…”

As Li Chengqian spoke, he pointed to the huge map of the Yellow River water conservancy project in front of him.

“Uncle, the Qin Dynasty has been gone for countless years, but the Dujiangyan Irrigation System, built by Li Bing and his son, the governors of Shu, is still benefiting the local people. In fact, the people of Shu have built temples and burned incense for it.”

Changsun Wuji swallowed hard, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Until Li Chengqian's seductive voice rang in his ears again.

"Uncle, if you continue to build this Yellow River water conservancy project, the land blessed will be far more than just Sichuan. What does the fame of Li Bing and his son matter then?"

"Even a thousand years from now, Father Emperor will at most be called a sage ruler for all time. What about you, Uncle?"

"Back then, you weren't just remembered in history; you were worshipped and revered. It wouldn't be an exaggeration for future generations to bestow upon you the title of a deity or immortal, would it?"

"Huff, huff..."

Immediately, Changsun Wuji's hands stopped trembling, and his face stopped turning pale.

Looking at the documents in his hands and the magnificent engineering drawings before him, comparable to the Great Wall of China, he gritted his teeth.

"Your Highness, rest assured! I will spend the rest of my life on the Yellow River. If I fail, then let Chong'er and Huan'er continue. My Changsun family will be bound to the Yellow River for generations to come!"

Changsun Chong and Changsun Huan, who had been listening to the seminar and were already drowsy and completely unaware of what the people were talking about, trembled upon hearing this.

At that moment, my drowsiness vanished instantly.

WTF?

How did our Changsun family end up clashing with the Yellow River?

.....

Tuyuhun, Fusi City.

This city, built during the Northern Dynasties and continuing through the Sui Dynasty and up to the present day during the Zhenguan era of the Tang Dynasty, has a name derived from the Xianbei people, but its Chinese translation means "city of kings".

However, two pieces of news came in succession today.

The king of Fusi City, the Tuyuhun Butabo Khan Murong Fuyun, was not happy at all.

The current crown prince of Tuyuhun, Murong Xiaojun, had a fierce look on his face.

“Father, Murong Shun has truly become a lackey of the Tang people. The Crown Prince of Tang only summoned him casually, and he immediately rushed to Taiyuan Prefecture. I'm afraid he wasn't even this enthusiastic when you summoned him to Fushi City, Father?”

"Hmph! You have truly disgraced the Murong clan!"

If we were to talk about who the Tuyuhun people despise and are most wary of, it would be Murong Shun.

The person in front of them, Murong Shun's nominal younger brother, was the first to be targeted.

The position of Tuyuhun Crown Prince, which should have belonged to Murong Shun, has now been rightfully claimed by the rightful heir, even though his own father, the Khan, dislikes his eldest son who has been a hostage in Chang'an for several years.

But in the end, he himself usurped Murong Shun's position as crown prince.

Murong Fuyun frowned.

However, he paid no attention to the memorial sent by Murong Shun, which claimed to express his hope to establish friendly relations with the Tang Dynasty.

Instead, he stared intently at the letter in his hand, written by Li Chengqian, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, with a somber expression.

It's less a letter and more a declaration of war filled with insults, abuse, and even blatant provocation and threats.

The entire text conveys only one meaning.

"During the Sui Dynasty, your Tuyuhun were beaten so badly by my Central Plains that they were vomiting blood and spewing excrement. The entire Tuyuhun territory already belongs to my Central Plains. You took advantage of the chaos in the Sui Dynasty to stab me in the back and claim to be restoring the monarchy. I don't recognize that!"

"Now, for the sake of my virtuous brother Murong Shun, if you cede the Chishui River source and the area eight hundred li to the east to my Great Tang, I'll treat you like a fart and let you go."

"Otherwise, the Eastern Turkic leaders Jieli and Tuli are still lacking a dance partner. I, the Crown Prince, believe you, Murong Fuyun, have the potential to be a dance emperor."

"boom!!!"

When the literati of the Central Plains restrained themselves, their insults, though delivered without using vulgar language, were still terrifyingly powerful.

Now that His Highness Crown Prince Li Chengqian has taken the lead in being shameless, the challenge jointly drafted by Kong Yingda, Li Gang, and Yu Shinan is even more shameless, with a content of over 90%.

So much so that Murong Fuyun couldn't help but curse the people of the Central Plains in his heart, wondering why the word "mother" could be expressed in hundreds of ways that made people want to vomit blood.

"It's outrageous! It's truly outrageous!"

"Just because he destroyed the Eastern Turks, does he really think that my Tuyuhun are afraid of them too?"

Enraged, Murong Fuyun kicked over the table in front of him.

He was able to marry Princess Guanghua of the Sui Dynasty during the reign of Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty.

He was able to lead the Tuyuhun to restoration during the chaos of the Sui Dynasty, and he was also able to extract so many benefits from the Tang Dynasty when Li Yuan was in power.

Even Murong Fuyun himself wouldn't admit how skilled he was in battle.

But when it comes to shamelessness and brazenness, Murong Fuyun is quite proud of himself.

"How could Li Shimin's son be so shameless? This land originally belonged to my Tuyuhun! It was fought and won by my ancestors, the Murong Tuyuhun, from the hands of those Xianbei people!"

"They're ours! Those damned Central Plains people are robbers!"

Murong Fuyun gritted his teeth, and his thick beard trembled violently at this moment.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the scathing challenge letter in his hand.

Suddenly, in a fit of rage, he tore it to shreds.

"The sword of the Tang Dynasty, still wants to settle scores with the Sui Dynasty?"

"Very well! I'd like to see just how capable Li Shimin's son really is!"

"Since you're determined to break off all pretense... Guards!"

"Send troops! Let's plunder the borders of the Tang Dynasty!"

......

Differences in personality and thinking between people often lead to all sorts of bizarre things happening.

In Longyou Road of the Great Tang Dynasty, Li Xuanyun, the prefect of Shanzhou, looked at the three thousand cavalrymen of the Crown Prince's Six Guards who had secretly come to Shanzhou with His Highness the Crown Prince's order.

He looked completely stunned.

He glanced at the Crown Prince's edict in his hand, then at Xue Wanche in front of him.

"General Xue, war between two countries is no small matter. We should inquire about His Majesty's opinion..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xue Wanche waved his hand.

"Start a war? The Tuyuhun are not worthy of it!"

Xue Wanche sneered, and Cheng Chuliang, who followed behind him, also burst into laughter.

“Prefect Li, you’ve been in this position of Prefect of Shanzhou for quite some time now, haven’t you? In His Highness the Crown Prince’s letter, he mentioned the horse ranch of Tuyuhun. Do you know the exact location of it?”

Li Xuanyun was somewhat conflicted.

If he were to speak out and cause a war between the two countries, the Emperor might at most reprimand the Crown Prince, but if he were to deal with him, he would definitely be skinned alive.

however.

Just as he was still struggling with this decision, a servant suddenly rushed in.

Out of breath.

"Your Excellency, it's terrible! Something horrible has happened!"

"Scouts outside the city report that the Tuyuhun have dispatched over 10,000 troops, who are less than 20 li from Shanzhou!"

Li Xuanyun: "???"

He glanced at the Crown Prince's edict in his hand, then at Xue Wanche's three thousand heavy cavalry, who were now almost armed to the teeth.

With a loud "bang!", he slammed his fist on the table.

"General Xue, the horse farm is located quite deep in Tuyuhun. Why don't I, the governor, personally lead you there?"