"Yang Guozhong, how dare you!"
Geshu Han snorted coldly before continuing, "This is His Majesty the Great Ancestor!"
"What Great Ancestor? Do you really think you can just find anyone, dress them in a dragon robe, and claim they are the Great Ancestor?"
As he spoke, Yang Guozhong raised his hand, signaling the guards to seize the group immediately.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
But at that moment, a thunderous sound echoed throughout the great hall, shaking everyone present to the core.
"I'd like to see who dares move!"
Li Yunlong raised his rifle and fired three shots into the ground. Three deep pits formed in the floor, smoke rising from them.
Although no one knew exactly what weapon he held, the deafening noise and the smoking craters made it clear: this weapon was terrifying!
The armed guards were utterly intimidated, none daring to step forward.
They swallowed hard, silently grateful they hadn't rushed in recklessly.
After all, if that thing had struck them, wouldn't it have left three bloody holes in their bodies?
"Roar!"
At the same time, a snort came from Li Shimin. Golden light burst forth from his body, coalescing into a massive golden dragon that coiled around him.
Witnessing this spectacle, along with the earlier dragon's roar, everyone in the hall was stunned once again.
Emperor Xuanzong, Li Longji, lost his composure and tumbled down from the dragon throne, rolling to a stop at Li Shimin's feet.
Yang Yuhuan rushed over and helped him up.
"Are... are you really the Great Ancestor?"
Li Longji's voice trembled as he stared at Li Shimin in disbelief.
But Li Shimin paid him no heed. Letting out another cold snort, he strode toward the dragon throne and sat down.
In any other circumstance, such an act would have sparked outcry from the ministers, branding him a rebel.
But now, no one dared utter a word.
Firstly, they were wary of the fearsome weapon in Li Yunlong's hands.
Secondly, Li Shimin had just manifested a golden dragon from his body.
This was the most terrifying and inexplicable part.
Had the Great Ancestor truly succeeded in obtaining the elixir of immortality in his later years? Or had he ascended to the ranks of the immortals after death?
The crowd was baffled but dared not ask.
"Bring An Lushan in!" Li Shimin suddenly shouted toward the hall.
Feng Changqing then appeared, escorting An Lushan into the chamber.
"Feng Changqing? Weren't you executed at Tong Pass on the spot? How are you here?"
Yang Guozhong's face changed in shock. He then looked at An Lushan. "You captured An Lushan?"
"Heh, I don't have that kind of skill. An Lushan was taken prisoner only because the Great Ancestor has returned," Feng Changqing said.
Li Shimin turned his gaze to Qin Ning and asked, "Sir, in your opinion, what should be done with this An Lushan?"
"This is your Tang dynasty. You decide," Qin Ning said with a shrug.
Everyone was astonished. Their eyes fell on Qin Ning, curiosity burning within them. Who was this young man, that even the Great Ancestor addressed him with the honorific "Sir"?
"Old Li, what’s there to ask about? In my humble opinion, just kill him directly. He started the An Lushan Rebellion, causing the deaths of countless soldiers. He even ruined your Great Tang, leading to so many common people suffering in later generations. Why keep someone like that around?" Qin Shi Huang spoke.
Old Li?
What kind of address is that?
And who is this person?
Daring to address His Majesty the Great Ancestor like that?
Wait!
“I, the sovereign”?
He calls himself “I, the sovereign”?
What kind of strange self-address is that?
“No, you... you’re wearing what looks like a dragon robe? And the one beside you too?” At that moment, a sharp-eyed minister finally noticed something.
Indeed, Qin Shi Huang and Zhu Yuanzhang appeared to be wearing dragon robes!
But these dragon robes were different from the common Tang dynasty dragon robes.
“Yes, they’re dragon robes. So what?”
Qin Shi Huang countered. “I conquered the six states, established the imperial system, abolished feudalism, unified the carriage tracks, standardized the written script, and unified the Central Plains. Is it strange for me to wear a black and gold dragon robe?”
“Conquered the six states, established the imperial system...”
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire court was shocked again. “You... you are Ying Zheng, Qin Shi Huang?”
“How is that possible? The Great Qin dynasty ended after two generations, over a thousand years ago. How could the First Emperor still be alive?”
“If your Great Ancestor can still be alive, why can’t I?” Qin Shi Huang chuckled.
“Great... Great Ancestor, could this really be Qin Shi Huang?” Li Longji couldn’t help but ask.
“Yes.” Li Shimin nodded.
After receiving confirmation, everyone became even more astonished. Li Longji turned his gaze to Zhu Yuanzhang. “And this gentleman...”
“I am the Hongwu Emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang.” Zhu Yuanzhang raised his chin slightly.
“The Hongwu Emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang?”
Hearing this, the ministers exchanged bewildered glances.
Clearly, to the people of this era, both Zhu Yuanzhang and the title Hongwu Emperor were utterly unfamiliar.
“This Hongwu Emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang, is the founding emperor of the later Great Ming dynasty.” Li Shimin explained.
“Later? Great Ming? Founding emperor?”
At these words, everyone’s expressions shifted dramatically.
Li Longji said, “The Great Tang... has fallen?”
“It has fallen.” Zhu Yuanzhang let out a cold laugh.
“How is that possible? How could my Great Tang fall? That’s impossible!” Li Longji’s face instantly turned grim.
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, “How could it be impossible? Brother Zheng swept through the six states and unified the eight wilds, but his Great Qin only lasted two generations. Even the mighty Han dynasty fell. Did you really think your Great Tang would last forever?”
“You criminal!” Yang Guozhong shouted.
“You are the founding emperor of a later dynasty, so didn’t you destroy our Great Tang? Your Majesty, Great Ancestor, this criminal...”
“Don’t talk nonsense, or I’ll sue you for slander, got it? What does the fall of the Great Tang have to do with me?”
Li Shimin also spoke, sighing, then said, “Old Zhu is right. After Tang came Song, after Song came Yuan, and only after Yuan came Ming. There are still several hundred years between them.”
“Enough, let’s not talk about that. Today, I have returned to resolve the An Lushan Rebellion.”
At this point, Li Shimin fixed his gaze on An Lushan. After a cold snort, he directly ordered, “Drag him away and flay him alive, wrapping him in grass.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the guards froze, exchanging puzzled glances with one another.
It wasn't that they disobeyed Li Shimin's order, but rather that they had no understanding of the term "bao pi xuan cao" (to strip and flay someone alive).
"Your Majesty, what is 'bao pi xuan cao'?" a guard captain couldn't help but ask.
"It's not Old Li's doing—'bao pi xuan cao' is a term I coined. How could they possibly know it?"
Zhu Yuanzhang spoke up, and then continued, "Let me handle this."
With that, he called out toward the palace hall, "Lan Yu!"
"Your Majesty!"
Lan Yu, who had been standing guard outside the hall, came running in.
"Drag this An Lushan out and have him bao pi xuan cao," Zhu Yuanzhang ordered.
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
Lan Yu acknowledged without further ado, and directly dragged An Lushan out of the hall.
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