After finally calming the black dragon, Li Shimin was about to continue inspecting other palaces with his entourage when Du Yiyang stopped him.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the remaining palaces are all intended for the imperial harem in the future. It would be inappropriate to tour them with your ministers."
The emperor's private gardens were, after all, not like ordinary homes where just anyone could know their layout. If the imperial security were to be maintained, how could such details be casually revealed?
Li Shimin stroked his beard upon hearing this and nodded, turning to the assembled officials.
"Since that is the case, let today's affairs conclude here."
"A banquet has been prepared at the Ming Tang. Chengqian, please entertain the ministers on my behalf."
"I am also weary. You may all disperse."
The officials bowed respectfully, and then, led by Li Chengqian, headed towards the Ming Tang.
Fang Er was not keen on joining the festivities and suggested returning to Chang'an to rest. To his surprise, Li Shimin frowned.
"There is lodging reserved for you in the palace. Rest here if you are tired. You will be busy with the capital relocation ceremony these days, so why would you run all the way back?"
Fang Er was speechless.
The so-called allocated territory for him within the palace was just talk; he had no intention of taking it seriously.
The imperial palace was the home of the Li imperial family. What was it for him to move in?
Chang Le was his daughter, Li Shimin's daughter. If he truly moved in, it would feel like marrying into the family in a rather awkward way.
"Father, please spare your son-in-law."
"Your son-in-law has a mountain of his own affairs. With so many people overseeing the capital relocation, my presence or absence makes little difference."
Li Shimin was initially a little displeased. He had intended to see if there were any other aspects of the new capital that needed modification, and having Fang Er present would make communication with the construction personnel more convenient.
However, upon further consideration, he realized that Du Yiyang could also direct those individuals, and thus he nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the sky was still bright, Fang Er left the palace, boarded the Cai Jin boat, and flew towards Chang'an.
With still some time before the capital relocation, he settled into a life of seclusion upon returning home.
Every day, he drank and played cards, living a leisurely and carefree life.
However, this tranquility was shattered after only a few days.
Wang Xuance suddenly called: "Your Highness, if you have nothing urgent, could you return to Australia?"
"The Time-Space Administration is about to be torn down by someone!"
Fang Er: ???
Damn it, who has such audacity?
But when he rushed back to Australia, he finally understood why Wang Xuance was so troubled!
The emperors that Li Shimin had specifically requested were being brought back by Wang Xuance and his men, one after another.
However.........
At the Time-Space Administration, as soon as Fang Er entered, he saw the First Emperor beating up Hu Hai.......
"You useless brat, the empire I painstakingly built, you ruined it like this!"
"Perishing after just two generations, I've had eight lifetimes of bad luck, all because of you, you scoundrel!"
That strong old Qin accent, coupled with the black dragon robe, made him instantly recognizable.
And beside them, it was equally chaotic. A group of people wearing various dragon robes were also fighting.
But generally, the situation was similar to Qin Shi Huang's: ancestors beating up their descendants.
Liu Bang was grabbing Liu Hong by the collar, his large ears slapping like a fan.........
Zhao Kuangyin had his left foot on Zhao Gou's back, holding Zhao Ji with both hands, and his right knee repeatedly striking Zhao Ji's chest.........
Zhu Yuanzhang was chasing Zhu Youjian with a broom.......
Huang Taiji was whipping Pu Yi with a stick..........
It wasn't just them; emperors from other dynasties were doing almost the same thing!
And those who were fortunate enough not to be beaten were standing by, trembling as they watched.
Fang Er was momentarily confused and pulled Wang Xuance aside, asking in a low voice.
"What exactly is going on?"
Wang Xuance's brows were furrowed like a bitter melon, and he quickly replied.
"Reporting to Your Highness, these people were fine when they first arrived."
"Your subordinate intended to wait until everyone arrived before sending them to Chang'an, so I had them temporarily housed here to rest."
"But somehow, that Qin Shi Huang managed to slip out without anyone noticing."
"As you know, the research institute has all sorts of people..."
At this point, Fang Er understood.
Qin Shi Huang must have heard about the fate of the Qin Dynasty from someone else!
And other emperors, such as Liu Bang and Zhu Yuanzhang, were likely in similar predicaments.
These matters were bound to come out eventually, and Fang Er hadn't intended to hide them. However, he hadn't expected that these individuals coming together would lead to such a situation.
A free-for-all, damn it!
Fight!
Fight hard!
Don't stop until their brains are beaten into dog brains!
He directly asked someone nearby to bring a table and fetched several watermelons, settling in to be a spectator. This scene, damn it, couldn't be bought with a ticket........
Stop them?
What a joke!
Besides, all those being beaten were scoundrels. Let alone beating them, even killing them wouldn't bother him!
"You are the Kun King of the Great Tang?"
Just as he took a bite of watermelon, someone approached the table and looked at him curiously.
It wasn't surprising that he could guess his identity.
However, Fang Er couldn't identify the visitor's status, only judging from the dragon robe that he was an emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
He casually handed over a piece of watermelon: "Here, try it, it's quite sweet."
"By the way, what was your reign title?"
The man smiled slightly, took the watermelon, and then calmly uttered two words: "Yongle!"
Whoa!
It turned out to be Zhu Di!
Fang Er turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang: "Aren't you going to help?"
Zhu Di shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If I go over, won't this unfilial descendant take two more punches from the old man?"
Fang Er was taken aback, and he thought it was indeed true!
Before he could figure out how to respond, another person walked over.
"Why is Fourth Brother here? And who is this?"
Zhu Di quickly handed the watermelon he hadn't had a chance to eat to the newcomer.
"Brother, please. This is the Kun King of the Great Tang."
In his speech, his attitude was extremely humble, like a child who had made a mistake facing their parents.
Fang Er also looked at the newcomer with curiosity. Zhu Di's address to him already indicated his identity: Zhu Biao!