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

The sudden brightness was not enough to turn the entire city of Chang'an into daytime.

But the moment electric lights, something far superior to kerosene lamps and completely beyond the comprehension of the people of that era, were turned on, the entire city of Chang'an, where the curfew had been lifted, erupted in excitement.

"Brother, brother, what is that thing? Why did it suddenly light up? No one went up to light a lamp just now..."

Pingkangfang was the district in Chang'an with the most entertainment industry last night. After the curfew was lifted, all the money-burning dens in Chang'an, such as Heaven on Earth and Bingzhou Hotel, were concentrated here.

In the evening, the area is naturally filled with wealthy people, many of whom likely come from other regions of the Tang Dynasty.

At this moment, in a brothel called Drunken Cherry Blossom Pavilion, a young man with the distinct appearance of a foreigner was excitedly pointing at the brightly lit streetlights outside the window, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

It's like a country boy who has just arrived in a big city.

And in fact, that is indeed the case.

Sujiga's expression was also one of surprise, but it was only for a brief moment. Having held an important position in the Ministry of Rites of the Tang Dynasty for several years and having long since shed his former wild boy appearance from the Supi tribe on the plateau, he had already figured out what it meant to remain calm and collected.

"Ahem, Lu Niu, don't react so strongly, you'll disturb the guests who are enjoying the music."

However, nowadays, in the entire Drunken Cherry Pavilion, who cares about any performances?

At this moment, on the street outside, the military officers maintaining order began to loudly explain to the crowd what electric lights were, and pointed to the location of the Tang Dynasty's power grid department in the west of Chang'an City.

Sujiga remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was in turmoil.

electricity?

Has the Tang Dynasty now conquered even the thunder that only gods can wield?

As a poor boy from the plateau, Sujiga has reached his current position not only because he is quick-witted, intelligent, hardworking, and willing to take risks, but also because his most important quality is undoubtedly his love of learning.

As the head of the Foreign Affairs Department, he was required to know more, so he had heard some rumors about the Imperial University. However, he didn't take electricity to heart. After all... no matter how studious he was, the deep-seated awe of the heavens made it impossible for him to imagine that humans could control lightning.

The boy who was called away to ride the ox couldn't understand all of the Tang language, but he vaguely heard what the strategists meant by "electric light".

He couldn't help but show an expression of excitement and shock.

He tugged at the slightly dazed Sujiga and shook him, saying, "Brother, brother, is that Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty a deity? Is he a deity descended from heaven? I heard from the high monks back home that the Crown Prince knows everything, that he is a reincarnation of a god from heaven..."

Sujiga: "......."

He didn't know how to explain, so he could only look at the completely brightly lit street outside and nod silently.

"Yes, it is."

This night was destined to be a sleepless one in Chang'an. Many nobles who had already gone to sleep were awakened, and Yuchi Gong and Chai Shao almost thought that a rebellion had broken out in the city.

They quickly got up and told the servants to help them put on their armor, only to learn that a kind of lamp without fire had been lit up on the street outside.

More and more nobles and dignitaries came to Datang Power Grid after hearing the news.

"Hahahaha, Xuanling, Keming, you see! My Great Tang Dynasty can now manipulate thunder like a plaything! In just a few years, I too will be able to wield thunder..."

Li Shimin, beaming with pride, put his arms around the shoulders of Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, who had rushed over, and boasted.

However, even Fang Xuanling and his companions, who had seen the first-generation rudimentary power generation device produced by the Tiangong Division and had witnessed the electric lights that could be lit up or dimly lit, couldn't help but show their shock.

Without bothering to refute the Zhenguan Emperor, who had begun to habitually boast to his officials, he hurriedly found Crown Prince Li Chengqian and Prince Wei Li Tai in the crowd.

He bowed deeply.

"May I ask, Your Highness, is this electric light system guaranteed to last a long time? Wasn't it originally said to take three to five years?"

He still remembered what His Highness the Crown Prince had said: that with electricity, one could cook without fire and even communicate instantly with people thousands of miles away.

Now, as he rushed here, the bright, even dazzling, lights made him unable to help but start daydreaming.

Perhaps... that day will really come?

Li Chengqian smiled and nodded, his mood quite excited. He put one arm around his fourth brother's shoulder, his smile revealing pride.

"Grand Secretary Fang, all of this is thanks to my fourth brother, Prince Wei. If it weren't for his tireless efforts, working day and night with the artisans of the Imperial Workshop and the professors and students of the Imperial University, my promise of three to five years would not have been empty talk."

At this point, Li Chengqian's hand on Li Tai's shoulder tightened slightly.

She looked at the other person with slightly red eyes.

"Qingque... From this day forward, you will be a figure like Confucius and Mencius for my Great Tang Dynasty and even for my China!"

Li Tai's face, which was slightly flushed at the moment, was also so surprised by this praise that his mouth opened wide.

Comparable to Confucius and Mencius?!

This electricity, can it really have such an exaggerated effect?

Not to mention Li Tai himself, even the other civil and military officials who rushed over upon hearing the news were all stunned by Li Chengqian's words.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, and many people's eyes seemed to drift towards Kong Yingda, who had just arrived and was still slightly out of breath.

Li Chengqian, however, seemed completely unconcerned and patted Li Tai on the shoulder.

“I am not speaking carelessly, nor am I exaggerating. If the rudimentary power generation device that my brother led the skilled craftsmen of the Heavenly Crafts Bureau to build two years ago was not worthy of such praise, then today, you, Qingque, deserve credit for building the power transmission and supply grid and making it operate stably!”

"Some may scoff at my words now, but ten years from now, a hundred years from now..."

He patted Li Tai's shoulder heavily again, his eyes filled with such pride that Li Tai felt a little embarrassed.

"My brother's portrait is worshipped throughout the land, and incense burns on him without ceasing!"

Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji, amidst the crowd, couldn't help but feel anxious and jealous as he looked at his nephew, Li Tai.

He tugged at a tuft of his beard, and now the Yellow River has been tamed remarkably well thanks to numerous water conservancy projects.

However, it is far from enough to meet the goals he has set for himself.

The Hexi Corridor is still far from being a fertile land, and many places could be transformed into fertile land by utilizing water resources to change the environment.

"Hiss... You Japanese devils, I shall take at least thirty percent, no, forty percent!"

He is anxious!