Li Shimin's body stiffened upon hearing this, and he immediately stomped down towards Qianlong's lower body.
Qianlong wanted to dodge, but how could his skills compare to Li Shimin's?
"Crack!"
"Aow~"
The sound of shattered eggs, accompanied by Qianlong's scream, immediately echoed in the hall.
Everyone involuntarily clenched their legs.
"Guards, send this fellow back where he came from!"
After doing this, Li Shimin didn't even glance at Qianlong again. He gave instructions to the Xuanjia Army outside the door before turning back to glare intently at Li Jiancheng.
Li Jiancheng had thought that with so many people watching, and Qianlong being Li Shimin's guest, the latter would at most scold him a few times. But he never expected Li Shimin to actually use such a heavy hand.
Oh no, a heavy foot!
At this moment, the things he had heard from the research institute immediately flashed through his mind.
This younger brother in front of him was someone who had even killed him...
"Cough cough!"
He coughed dryly with some trepidation, then scurried back to his seat with his tail between his legs.
"Stop!"
Just as he had taken two steps, Li Shimin's voice suddenly came from behind.
Li Jiancheng's body stiffened.
Did this fellow intend to make a move on him?
Damn it!
He shouldn't have spoken carelessly and provoked him earlier...
"Second Brother! Your concubine will perform a dance!"
Just then, Wu Zetian inexplicably stood up.
For some reason, Li Shimin in front of her made her feel a strange sensation.
A ticklish feeling...
Therefore, even her address had involuntarily changed.
It changed to what she had used when she was still Wu Meiniang...
Li Shimin turned his head back in surprise.
"You really want to dance?"
"Since Second Brother wishes to see, why can't your concubine dance?"
Wu Zetian actually revealed a charming smile, then got up and walked among the court musicians.
Not only that, but she even took off her dragon robe.
"Your concubine is now also an Emperor. Dancing in a dragon robe would be an insult to the Emperor's dignity."
The nearby musicians quickly took the dragon robe and carefully put it away.
Without the obstruction of the wide-sleeved dragon robe, Wu Zetian's figure appeared even more alluring.
Seeing this, Li Shimin returned to his seat.
Qin Shi Huang, Zhu Yuanzhang, and the other emperors all quietly shifted their gazes elsewhere.
Damn, this Li Er is a bit fierce. If I stare a bit too much, he might give me a kick to the chest, and that wouldn't be worth it.
The sound of silk and bamboo began, and Wu Zetian danced gracefully to the rhythm.
Li Shimin held his wine cup in one hand, leaning half of his body on the table. His eyes followed Wu Zetian's every move.
Fang Er only glanced a couple of times before looking away.
Aside from Wu Zetian's identity that could evoke unusual feelings, her dancing was actually not that impressive.
When the song ended, Li Shimin's applause made his palms dry and red.
"Good, good, good!"
"Hahaha, Wu Kong's dance is truly exceptional!"
"Little Dengzi, prepare a thousand AKs for me. This is my reward for Wu Kong!"
Having been in the Great Tang for some time, Wu Zetian knew very well what an AK was.
Upon hearing this, she was overjoyed and quickly bowed to thank him.
"Your concubine thanks Emperor Taizong for the reward!"
This exchange, like a song and dance, seemed to have truly returned them to that era of romance and beauty.
However, this reward also gave others ideas.
Qin Shi Huang was the first to step forward.
"Emperor Taizong, I also want to get some of your so-called AKs to take back."
"How about it, name your price?"
Li Shimin's lips curved into a smile, and he held up two fingers.
"Two hundred taels of silver!"
"Of course, this is just the bare gun. Bullets will cost ten coins of silver each!"
Qin Shi Huang sat back uncomfortably. He found the price a bit hard to accept.
Fang Er, who had just taken a sip of wine, almost choked on it when he heard Li Shimin's quote.
Damn!
After years of accumulation at the Shenyang Arms Factory, the cost of producing guns had become even lower. An AK's ex-factory price to the Ministry of War was less than two taels of silver!
This old Li dared to ask for two hundred taels of silver from others?
What the heck...
If it weren't for Chang Le's sake, he would have definitely snatched this deal today!
Old Qin was poor, but that didn't mean everyone present was poor!
Just as Old Qin sat down, the richest grandfather and grandson in Chinese history stood up.
"Only two hundred taels of silver? This price is too cheap!"
"I want ten thousand guns, and a hundred million rounds of ammunition!"
The speaker was from the Zhao family, Zhao Zhen and Zhao Heng, among others.
Some of them were emperors from the most peaceful periods of the Song Dynasty, and some were emperors who had experienced the Treaty of Chanyuan.
Of course, there was also the protagonist of the Jingkang Incident.
But without exception, after this trip to the Great Tang, they wanted to change the course of history!
"Bang!"
Genghis Khan also banged on the table.
"Emperor Taizong's price is simply too reasonable!"
"This Khan has no silver, but I'm willing to exchange cattle and sheep!"
"Fifty sheep for one gun!"
"One cow for ten guns!"
Li Shimin looked at them gleefully and gestured to Deng Dengjie.
As a dutiful eunuch, Deng Dengjie instantly understood. He took out a small notebook from his怀 and walked among the seats, recording the quantities each emperor required.
In the corner, Kang Mazi and his descendants huddled together.
Jiaqing: "Grandpas, grandsons, should we also buy some?"
Guangxu: "This grandson cannot make the decision..."
Tongzhi: "Don't look at me, my reign was out of money!"
Daoguang glanced at Tongzhi, who was staring at him, "What are you looking at! Our Qing Dynasty has been out of money since your grandfather!"
Then he looked at Emperor Jiaqing, who had raised the topic, "Father, they all say Heshen fell and you ate your fill. What about it, won't you support your descendants?"
"Don't need much, just divide the seized property from Heshen's house among everyone, and it will definitely be enough to arm a crack division!"
In the very, very corner, Puyi, with a bruised nose and swollen face, crawled out.
"Old ancestors, never mind them, but you must support this junior with more!"
"The thought of having to buy tickets to go home makes this grandson feel terrified!"