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

The Eastern Palace, Xiande Hall.

Wang De and Gao Hai, former personal eunuchs of Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, stood on either side of Li Chengqian at this moment.

He smiled as he looked at Sun Yi, the current emperor's personal eunuch, who was kneeling on the ground, looking flustered and helpless.

His smile was full of amusement.

Li Chengqian stared wide-eyed.

"You want me to withdraw my troops? And you've only sent one person?"

"Besides ordering me to withdraw my troops, what else did my father say?"

Sun Yi looked at the expression on Crown Prince Li Chengqian's face with trepidation, already having a general premonition of his future situation.

"This, His Majesty didn't say anything else besides this, it's just... His Majesty said..."

Sun Yi stammered.

He looked with a pleading gaze toward the two "seniors" behind Li Chengqian.

However, Gao Hai and Wang De acted as if they hadn't seen anything, standing calmly to Li Chengqian's left and right, quietly serving him.

Li Chengqian raised an eyebrow.

"You're not going to say that my father said if I don't withdraw my troops immediately, you'll never be able to return to Chang'an, are you?"

Sun Yi's expression at this moment was neither one of crying nor laughing.

He could only nod awkwardly.

"Yes, Your Highness, this servant... this..."

Sun Yi was at a loss. Even now, he still didn't understand why the emperor disliked him and sent him to Yangcheng Palace in Bingzhou.

Li Chengqian shook his head and made two ambiguous "tsk tsk" sounds.

She rolled her eyes at Wang De behind her.

"What are you still standing there for? Now you have a right-hand man."

Wang De smiled and bowed respectfully: "It's all thanks to Your Highness. His Majesty was worried that Your Highness wouldn't have anyone to take care of you, so he went to great lengths to send the maids you were comfortable with here..."

Li Chengqian waved his hand dismissively.

Sun Yi was taken away by Wang De and settled down.

Li Chengqian clicked his tongue again, turned his head slightly, and looked at the eunuch Gao, who was "Li Er's half-gold mountain," standing respectfully to the side.

"Gao Hai, do you know kung fu?"

Gao Hai was taken aback, then quickly gave a wry smile: "This, Your Highness, is putting this servant in a difficult position. How could a disabled person like me know martial arts? However, if Your Highness is in danger, this old servant will protect Your Highness with my life!"

Li Chengqian sighed.

He casually leaned back in the chair, putting his feet back on the table.

He was toying with the golden musket in his hand.

"What a pity~ Why didn't I come across the 'Evil-Repelling Sword Manual' back then? Tsk tsk tsk..."

Gao Hai couldn't understand what the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" that Li Chengqian was talking about was. It sounded quite powerful, but Li Chengqian didn't say anything more, so he just quietly served by his side.

Now, as the secretariat has become more and more accustomed to Li Chengqian's work rhythm, they have also gradually adapted to the current work mode of Bingzhou Road.

Li Chengqian's workload has obviously decreased a lot.

This finally allowed him to occasionally take some time to wander around Taiyuan Prefecture, sometimes traveling incognito, sometimes fishing by the river, watching the cargo ships laden with goods come and go on the waterways...

Seeing Li Chengqian in this position, with his eyes closed as if he were dozing off.

Knowing that this Crown Prince sometimes preferred to lie there uncomfortably rather than find a soft couch in his bedchamber, Gao Hai silently walked to a side hall.

Instruct the secretariat staff to quietly place the items inside and not disturb the Crown Prince.

At this moment, Li Chengqian's consciousness had already entered his own simulated world.

now.

The simulated world can only be described as a catastrophe.

From the start of the simulation to the present day, three or four months have passed in the outside world of Li Chengqian, while nearly a thousand years have passed in the simulated world.

"kill!!!"

The language, which was incomprehensible and contained trilled consonants, was spoken across the vast wilderness. At that moment, from Li Chengqian's omniscient perspective, the two generals gave an order.

Like two terrifying torrents, they began to unleash their fury on this battlefield already littered with corpses.

The soldiers and generals here shouted fanatical slogans such as "Glory" and "For God," even as huge stones were being hurled into the sky by catapults.

Like a shooting star, it streaked across the sky and hurtled towards them.

These people remained oblivious, frantically swinging their scimitars at the enemy in front of them.

Li Chengqian just watched quietly.

Every now and then, like a wandering ghost, it would fly to the center of the battlefield, watching up close as the fanatical crowd fought each other.

His eyes were full of shock.

Fight to the death and never retreat!

This was a war of mutual destruction, yet among the hundreds of thousands of people, there was not a single person who was afraid to fight or retreat.

Everyone went crazy...

"Wow... is this the power of faith? Religion is truly terrifying..."

Li Chengqian murmured to himself.

"Compared to these brainwashing ideas, who the hell can call me cruel or vicious?"

"Father, the Crown Prince of Tang's benevolence is limited. The fact that I have returned today and can stand here already demonstrates His Highness's sincerity! I urge you, Father, to consider the greater good!"

Fusi City.

Murong Shun faced everyone present with a calm expression.

Even now, including the Khan of Tuyuhun, his father Murong Fuyun, are glaring at him with eyes that seem to want to skin him alive.

Murong Shun's voice, however, remained as firm and resonant as ever.

What utter bullshit is the Tuyuhun!

He is Murong Shun from Chang'an, not Murong Shun from Tuyuhun!

Since you don't treat me like a human being, don't blame me for using you as stepping stones to my future wealth and glory!

He waved behind him.

One of his attendants immediately dragged several bound figures into the hall.

"Bai Luo, Heba Cuo, Heba Shi, you are all here..."

Upon seeing these people, the high-ranking officials of Tuyuhun, including Murong Fuyun, all had their pupils shrink.

Murong Xiaojun, who returned to Tuyuhun before Murong Shun, suddenly changed his expression.

"These generals were all dispatched by you, Father Khan, to Dafeichuan and Chishuiyuan during this period. They were defeated by the Tang army, but they were lucky enough to escape with their lives and were captured by the Tang army."

"After I negotiated with General Xue of the Tang army, they finally agreed to return them to me."

Murong Shun stared directly at his father, Murong Fuyun, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and took a deep breath.

"Father Khan, if you are still not satisfied, you may continue to send troops to Dafeichuan and other places to see if you can take them back from the Tang army."

"Of course, before that, I still suggest you ask which general is willing to go..."

Murong Shun's gaze swept across the faces of everyone present.

Upon hearing the announcement of "punishing the Tang army," the generals of the Tuyuhun Bai and Heba clans, who had been ordered by Murong Fuyun to be untied, were apprehended.

Their bodies trembled simultaneously.

It was as if he had imagined some terrifying scene.

Even though he was arranged to sit around the crowd, he huddled up in a ball, hiding behind the crowd, as if afraid of being called out by Murong Fuyun.

Murong Xiaojun frowned.

"Since you were able to bring General Bai and the others back, why don't you bring back the rest of them too? Aren't those people also warriors of our Tuyuhun?"

All eyes turned to Murong Shun, who stood in the center of the hall. However, upon hearing this question...

Murong Shun gave a cold laugh.

He stared intently at the other person for a long time until Murong Xiaojun looked away somewhat guiltily.

He then let out a cold snort.

“Father, I do have this idea, but alas... I am no match for His Highness the Crown Prince. I have neither soldiers nor horses under my command. No matter how eloquent I am, the Tang army will not listen to me. What can I do?”

"Since the Crown Prince has such intentions, why doesn't Father Khan invite the Crown Prince to personally lead the troops to fight against the Tang army?"

Immediately, Murong Xiaojun, who had been aggressive and wanted to stop all of this, fell silent.

Murong Shun took a deep breath.

once Upon a time.

He, who had acquired Han Chinese traits and habits in Chang'an and was ostracized by the Tuyuhun elites and nobles, loathed these Han Chinese characteristics of his.

They even made more than one effort to integrate into the Tuyuhun.

All they received was resistance and alienation.

now......

"Snapped!"

The decree from Crown Prince Li Chengqian of the Tang Dynasty was slammed down in front of his father, Khan Murong Fuyun, whom he had once tried so hard to please and show off.

Murong Shun stared coldly at the other party.

There was absolutely no politeness involved.

"Father Khan, I implore you, for the sake of the greater good of Tuyuhun, to obey the decree of the Tang Crown Prince, depose Murong Xiaojun, and make me the Crown Prince of Tuyuhun! I will then preside over the friendly and peaceful talks between our two countries!"

"You!!! Murong Shun, you are a traitor! You are a disgrace to our Murong clan, a disgrace to my Tuyuhun!" Murong Xiaojun cried out in alarm.

however.

Now that Murong Shun of the Tang Dynasty is right behind him, why would he bother with him?

He stared intently at Murong Fuyun in front of him.

Everyone in the hall watched this scene, each one daring to be angry but daring not to speak out.

Murong Fuyun took a deep breath and swept his gaze over everyone present.

"Is the Bai family still capable of fighting?"

A soft question caused the Bai clan chief, whose aged face twitched instantly, after learning from his clan general Bai Luo about the Tang army's terrifying fighting power and even their ability to wield thunder.

She stood up shakily, not daring to look into Murong Fuyun's eyes.

"Great Khan, our Bai clan can no longer spare any more men for battle. Please forgive us..."

Murong Fuyun did not blame the other party, but instead looked at the Heba clan, another major tribe in Tuyuhun besides the Murong clan.

"Where is the Heba clan?"

"The Heba clan... it seems they can't spare any more manpower now..."

The Tuyuhun, whose national strength was far inferior to that of the Eastern Turks, suffered a severe blow even after just a few major defeats involving tens of thousands of people.

Seeing this, despite wanting to refuse such humiliation, Murong Fuyun remained silent for a long time, and had no choice but to pick up the edict from Crown Prince Li Chengqian of the Tang Dynasty from the table, amidst the despairing gaze of Murong Xiaojun.

"I, the Khan, can depose the Crown Prince and make you the Crown Prince of my Tuyuhun, but... the Dafei River and the Chishui River source absolutely cannot be given to the Tang Dynasty... not even as a lease, and besides, the rent is far too low."

A negotiation destined to be recorded in history.

With the support of the Tang Dynasty, Murong Shun ascended to the position of Crown Prince.

It officially began in Taiyuan Prefecture, Bingzhou Circuit of the Tang Dynasty.

The Tuyuhun delegation, which had come with many Tuyuhun nobles, finally realized after entering the territory of Bingzhou Road why the Tang Dynasty could so easily crush them.

Datang Taiyuan State Guesthouse.

Although Murong Shun very much wanted to hold the talks at his favorite Heaven on Earth, he was ultimately representing Tuyuhun this time.

Since we were guests, we had no choice but to arrange for everyone to stay at the state guesthouse.

However, even in the state guesthouse, everything here still refreshed the world of the Tuyuhun Tangut people.

"Hiss, you're saying this is an inn? But why is it built even more beautifully than the royal palace of our Fusi City?"

"Sniff, sniff, sniff... Why does it smell so good here?"

"My God, how many floors does this have? How could a brick and stone building be built so tall?"

Various doubts led these Tuyuhun nobles to appear as country bumpkins in the eyes of Tang Dynasty merchants and some common people.

And at the same time.

Another floor of the state guesthouse.

Li Xuanyun never expected that he would finally make something of himself.

He was actually chosen by His Highness the Crown Prince to be the Tang Dynasty's representative in this negotiation between the two sides.

It was a meeting room with a long table on both sides, where officials from Taiyuan Prefecture of the Tang Dynasty, including the prefect Wang Ming, were seated.

Li Xuanyun nervously rubbed his hands together.

“Governor Wang, since the Crown Prince on the other side is someone we supported, what do you think about us asking for an even bigger offer?”