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

"hiss......"

Ganlu Temple.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, who were on duty that afternoon, brought the documents they had reviewed to the emperor and saw that his face still had faint bruises.

The documents in their hands were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty! What have you done?! Who on earth dares to be so audacious?!"

Du Ruhui shouted, feeling that the world was so absurd.

The retired emperor who could fight His Majesty, and the crown prince who dared to fight His Majesty, are both currently not in Chang'an.

Tell me, in Chang'an, in this entire world, who dares to touch this General of Heavenly Strategy, the Emperor on Horseback?!

Li Shimin coughed twice.

"This...this is from when I accidentally bumped into a pillar today. Kemin, you don't need to be nervous..."

Fang Xuanling's expression was strange, and a single, albeit seemingly impossible, thought flashed through his mind.

"Ahem, Your Majesty should be more careful in the future. You must know that if Your Majesty's health is compromised, how can the people of our Great Tang be at ease?" He offered a flattering remark against his will.

Fang Xuanling quickly pulled Du Ruhui, who was still somewhat confused, and hurriedly picked up the documents on the ground.

"He Ding, go and brew a pot of good tea for Fang Xiang and the others."

Li Shimin gave an order to his newly appointed personal eunuch.

The latter immediately went out to carry out his business respectfully.

"Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince sent a document to the Six Ministries today, saying that he wants to send His Highness Prince Liang to Silla."

"what?!"

Li Shimin's eyes widened, and he froze, his hand still holding the egg on his forehead.

Some people reached out and took the documents from the other party in disbelief.

Upon seeing it, I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"That unfilial son! How old is that sixth son? Sending him to Silla? Isn't that ridiculous?!"

As Li Shimin spoke, the image of his sixth son, his voice and smile, involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"Father, you're weak!"

"Father, even if the Heavenly King himself came today, my elder brother wouldn't have done anything wrong!"

"Ahhh! Father, are you getting old? Why is your whip so weak?!"

Gan!

"Let him go! Since he trusts his elder brother, the Crown Prince, so much and is willing to go to a godforsaken place like Silla, then let him go!" Li Shimin had originally intended to object because Li Yin was too young.

He swallowed it back instantly.

He muttered curses under his breath, and with a bang, he didn't even want to read the contents of the letter sent by the Crown Prince.

The bruise on his forehead made him involuntarily gasp for breath.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui exchanged a glance. Serving the Li Tang royal family, they felt both exhausted and heartbroken.

"Ahem, Your Majesty... His Highness the Crown Prince also wrote in the letter about some matters concerning the handling of Silla."

Li Shimin heard this.

He picked up the letter while rolling an egg on his forehead, frowning.

I started looking back.

“From now on, the Tang Dynasty will take over all of Silla’s defense and military affairs, with Silla providing the military expenses. In wartime, the Tang Dynasty will take over all industries in Silla, as well as officials in various places… Hmm?” Li Shimin’s eyes lit up.

This novel approach piqued his interest.

The body, which had been leaning back in the chair, straightened up a bit.

"Sending officers from the first class of the Tang Dynasty's Royal Military Academy to Silla to command battles and hone their combat command skills in real combat—tsk tsk tsk, shameless! Absolutely shameless!"

"Hahahaha!" Li Shimin laughed loudly.

Such a shameless act, which silences the enemy, is something only my own rebellious crown prince could come up with.

However, after seeing the last part of the letter...

Li Shimin's expression froze again. He looked up in astonishment at Fang Xuanling and the others, who looked helpless and embarrassed.

Can't believe it.

"These... these were all ideas come from that sixth brother?!"

Fang Xuanling coughed lightly and nodded.

"This is what the letter said, with some additions by His Highness the Crown Prince..."

Li Shimin suddenly felt that the bruise on his forehead no longer hurt, but his brain was throbbing with pain.

He stood up and paced around the hall with a somewhat complicated expression.

"That simpleton, the sixth brother, who has no academic achievements whatsoever, has actually developed such a cunning and treacherous heart?!"

Li Shimin took a deep breath, and his pacing movements clearly showed a hint of anxiety.

"That third son of mine, instigated by that rebellious Crown Prince, has taken over the Embroidered Uniform Guard. He looks at everyone with the eyes of a treacherous minister. Now he's even building up a navy in Dengzhou to deal with Goguryeo."

"The fourth brother is causing explosions all day long in Luoyang; the musketeers' gunfire is louder than any firecracker..."

"Even that stubborn, foolish sixth brother has turned out like this?!"

Li Shimin paused slightly, looking at Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, who were even more embarrassed, with disbelief.

"Kemin, Xuanling, don't you both feel that... none of my sons resemble me at all, but instead they all seem more and more like that rebellious Crown Prince?!"

Fang Xuanling: "......"

Du Ruhui: "..."

Your Majesty, if those princes were to truly be like you, caring for their younger siblings, then the Tang Dynasty would truly be doomed!

Li Shimin didn't expect the two to give any response.

Looking at the letter sent from Bingzhou Road in his hand, he felt a strange sense of unease and uncertainty.

The vast city of Chang'an, with its imposing and majestic dragon throne.

At that moment, he even had the feeling that he was imprisoned in a jail, watching his sons fly away one by one through the window...

Getting further and further away from him.

This sense of loss made Li Shimin feel quite distressed.

Just then, He Ding, the eunuch who had gone to prepare tea for Fang Xuanling and the others, suddenly strode in.

however.

His face, however, carried a complex and inscrutable emotion.

With her head down, she took small, quick steps to Li Shimin's side.

"Your Majesty, Chief Steward Fan is back..."

"Who?" Li Shimin was taken aback.

Then, he asked in bewilderment, "Fan Qi?"

He Ding nodded.

Li Shimin was even more astonished: "He can actually come back?"

......

Once again, I saw the familiar city gate of Chang'an and walked through it to the wide Zhuque Avenue.

Fan Qi lifted the carriage curtain and looked at everything outside, but her expression was somewhat complicated.

The Zhuque Avenue in Chang'an is now modeled after the Longmen Avenue in Taiyuan.

Some adjustments have been made, and traffic signs have been installed on some streets in the city.

however.

Despite these recent improvements, Chang'an still lacked the sense of order and order compared to Taiyuan Prefecture. It was more like a city striving to improve from a county town to a prefecture capital...

"Our family is finally back..." Fan Qi thought to herself with emotion.

Despite carrying a large sum of money, he dared not delay for a moment and hurriedly sent the carriage to the palace.

Even the gatekeeper of the Vermilion Bird Gate was taken aback when he saw Fan Qi alighting from the carriage.

He stepped forward and bowed.

"Is Eunuch Fan... on a mission for His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Fan Qi was taken aback, then returned the greeting: "Hehe, General, you've misremembered. I was sent to Taiyuan Prefecture on imperial orders, and now that the mission is complete, I've returned to report."

The general watched as the figure skillfully completed the token check at the entrance and then walked towards the palace.

He couldn't help but rub his chin, clicking his tongue and shaking his head.

"What a pity... Old Fan is quite efficient and knows a bit about tact, but somehow, His Highness the Crown Prince managed to return it."

They rushed back to Chang'an as fast as they could.

Fan Qi could not possibly go to report to the emperor with such an unpleasant odor on him.

He skillfully returned to his residence within the palace, however...

"Eunuch Fan? You, you're back?!"

The former eunuch under Fan Qi stared wide-eyed at the travel-worn Fan Qi, his expression changing as if he had just realized something.

Fan Qi stared blankly at her changed door lock and pointed at it.

"What... what does this mean?"

The young eunuch looked around and, seeing no one was around, quickly leaned closer and whispered something.

"Eunuch Fan, you don't know, but the day after you went to Taiyuan Prefecture, His Majesty appointed a new personal steward... who is He Ding, the one you brought with you before."

Fan Qi: "......"

At that moment, Fan Qi's old face turned deathly pale.

Even his voice involuntarily rose a few decibels: "Why, why is this happening? His Majesty ordered me to go to Taiyuan Prefecture to collect debts. I was going to carry out the imperial order, how could this be?!"

A strange sense of absurd abandonment.

He hurriedly washed himself at the eunuch's quarters.

Filled with trepidation and worry, Fan Qi finally arrived at Ganlu Palace.

When He Ding, dressed in the attire of a personal eunuch chief, walked out of the palace to deliver the message, Fan Qi's last shred of hope was finally shattered.

"Godfather, His Majesty has summoned you inside..."

The word "godfather" made Fan Qi feel a little better, but the urge to cry still hadn't diminished.

Filled with grievances and confusion, he stepped into the hall.

Upon seeing Li Shimin, he could no longer contain himself and let out a sorrowful wail.

He knelt down with a thud.

"This servant, Fan Qi, returns to the palace to report! I have obtained the silver His Majesty requested from His Highness the Crown Prince... The first installment totals 750,000 strings of cash!"

He respectfully presented the Royal Bank's banknotes with both hands.

The newly appointed eunuch He Ding presented the items to Emperor Li Shimin.

When Li Shimin saw that the silver notes in his hand were indeed worth 750,000 strings of cash, even he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"You're actually coming back?"

He looked at the silver note twice, and then his gaze toward Fan Qi, who was kneeling on the ground, gradually became somewhat strange.

"What did you say to the Crown Prince? My stingy Crown Prince, who always likes to renege on his debts, actually gave you the silver notes so readily?"

Yes!

Although Li Shimin was initially furious and sent Fan Qi to demand money and his "salary,"

But deep down, I didn't have any hope.

even.

Seeing that Fan Qi was already quite old and had served in the palace for so many years, he simply sent him to Taiyuan Prefecture to retire, where he could also help out at Yangcheng Palace.

After all, an old person in the family is like a treasure.

Having an honest and reliable old eunuch who has served for many years in the palace can indeed save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

But he never expected it.

Fan Qi!

It got returned?!

Could it be that the rebellious son has suddenly become generous?

impossible!

Li Shimin looked at the silver notes in his hand, then at Fan Qi kneeling before him, and couldn't help but take a deep breath in contemplation.

"Fan Qi, have you... done something to offend the Crown Prince?"

Fan Qi: "!!!"

His Majesty!

Even you think so?!