The immortal of the Tang Dynasty, but the game starts at Xuanwu Gate?

"Is that so?" Li Shimin raised an eyebrow.

Wei Zheng nodded deeply: "Your Majesty, that is indeed the case. It is recorded in the historical books and cannot be faked."

Li Shimin then looked at Du Ruhui and the others.

The ministers looked at each other, each keeping their eyes down, pretending not to hear, and did not agree.

Li Shimin was somewhat troubled: "Oh dear, Huai'an, what a mess this has become. If there is no precedent, it wouldn't be enough for me to just punish you."

"But since there is a precedent in the Han Dynasty, I cannot make an exception for you."

Chen Huai'an: "..."

What nonsense about not giving him a break; it's clearly a deliberate attempt to mess with him.

Chen Huai'an was furious, glaring at Wei Zheng: "...You son of a bitch, are you deliberately trying to kill me?"

"Do you think I haven't read history books? If Li Ling had escaped by chance, how could Emperor Wu of Han have killed his entire family? Li Ling clearly surrendered, and Emperor Wu of Han only executed his entire family after learning about it, yet you deliberately concealed this fact."

"You cunning country bumpkin, what are you up to?"

Wei Zheng sneered, "You don't care about the process, the result is that Li Ling's entire family was executed."

"Besides, they were all posthumously granted titles, so that's enough. Your Majesty can just follow precedent."

Chen Huai'an smirked. Damn it, this country bumpkin really loves to watch the drama unfold.

Is he destined to die today?

Li Shimin's eyes flickered slightly, and he coughed lightly, saying, "Since there is a precedent, it is indeed difficult for me to handle this..."

"After all, the posthumous title has already been bestowed... How about this, Huai'an, I'm not heartless. I certainly won't touch your family. I'll grant you a cup of poisoned wine. You just need to solidify the posthumous title, and this matter will be resolved. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Huai'an looked at Li Shimin's smiling face, with a hint of excitement for doing something bad in his eyes. He knew exactly what Li Shimin was planning.

The Zhenguan era is known for its stories of jealousy.

"Sure!" Chen Huai'an agreed without hesitation.

Li Shimin was taken aback by Zhang Anan's straightforward attitude. After realizing what he meant, he turned and gave Zhang Anan several meaningful glances, as if afraid that the other party might not understand his meaning.

"Zhang Anan, then bestow upon Huai'an a cup of poisoned wine!"

"yes......"

Just as Zhang Anan was about to agree, Chen Huai'an waved his hand and said, "No need for that trouble, I have something ready here."

As he spoke, Chen Huai'an took out a box of bottles and jars, picked out a few small bottles, and casually poured the contents into the wine pot in front of him, as well as into the roast chicken and roast goose.

This action left Li Shimin and the others completely dumbfounded.

If they weren't mistaken, the bottles Chen Huai'an took out were labeled with arsenic, arsenic trioxide, and something like Five-Step Soul-Severing Powder.

Is it true or not?

Aren't these all deadly poisons, even a tiny bit of them?

While everyone was stunned, Chen Huai'an poured himself a glass of wine without hesitation.

"Wait!" Li Shimin was anxious and was about to stop him when Chen Huai'an had already drunk it all in one gulp.

After finishing his drink, Xiao Xiao let out a small burp and asked, puzzled, "Waiting for what?"

Li Shimin: "..."

"No, you really want to drink it?" Wei Zheng impatiently stepped forward, reaching out to grab his throat: "Spit it out, spit it out!"

Li Shimin couldn't sit still any longer and quickly stepped forward, patting Chen Huai'an on the back: "Come quick, come and help him get out!"

"What are you doing? What are you doing?!" Chen Huai'an was getting anxious. Why would you be making a fuss about your throat?

Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling quickly rushed over to help. Changsun Wuji picked up the bottle containing arsenic that Chen Huai'an had taken out, his face showing suspicion: "Is this... real?"

Upon hearing this, the others also became somewhat suspicious.

Yes.

If it were true, could Chen Huai'an have eaten so cleanly and efficiently?

"You doubt me?" Chen Huai'an glared. "Hey you, Feng Shuang, go find a chicken!"

Cheng Chumo was furious: "You made me cry for so many days for nothing. I even kowtowed to my father, begging him to help you get justice, and now you're ordering me around?"

Are you going or not?

"...Go away!" Cheng Chumo turned around angrily, and soon returned with a chicken in his arms.

This was already in Chen Huai'an's house; it was easy to find.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Huai'an instructed his three younger brothers to pour the wine down the chicken's throat.

Before long, to everyone's bewilderment, the chicken died of poisoning.

Li Shimin looked at Chen Huai'an, who seemed completely indifferent, with disbelief: "The arsenic is real?"

"What else?" Chen Huai'an snorted twice. "I'm not bragging, but this arsenic can only poison small livestock; it can't kill people at all."

"I drank it, slept and woke up feeling refreshed, it didn't cause any problems at all."

"Alright, don't just stand there, come on, let's drink and eat. This roast chicken and roast goose tastes amazing, especially with the addition of arsenic, it's wonderful."

Everyone: "..."

Li Shimin's eyelids twitched. He was now completely convinced that Chen Huai'an hadn't lied to him. This guy really had taken poison, thought he was going to die, but he hadn't.

"Brother Xuancheng, come here, let me treat you to wine and meat." Chen Huai'an warmly invited Wei Zheng over and poured him a full glass of wine, with chicken legs placed in front of him.

Wei Zheng felt a chill run down his spine: "Mr. Chen... how about we forget about it? I don't like these kinds of foods, you can enjoy them yourself."

"I still have pickled celery!" Chen Huai'an smiled and took the seasoning from Changsun Wuji's hand, poured some more into the pickled celery, stirred it, and placed it in front of Wei Zheng.

"We're good friends, you know. I've prepared your favorite dishes for you to visit today. You wouldn't be so ungrateful, would you?"

Wei Zheng: "..."

Looking at the celery laced with arsenic in front of him, Wei Zheng felt... that he didn't seem to like celery as much as he used to.

"Forget it... I've already eaten enough today, I really can't eat anymore."

"Then..." Chen Huai'an turned to look at Li Shimin, "If Xuancheng doesn't give you face, Your Majesty shouldn't, right?"

"Your Majesty, would you like to have a few drinks with me?"

Li Shimin: "..."

"I'm not hungry either!" He turned his head away with a dark expression.

"Not hungry?" Chen Huai'an remained noncommittal. "Then what about His Majesty's poisoned wine? Does Your Majesty still want me to drink it?"

"...Forget it, why should we, as ruler and subject, escalate this to such a point?" Li Shimin said sternly. "I've been thinking about it. The Han Dynasty is the Han Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty. Now it is my turn to govern the world, so of course it is my turn to call the shots."

"We should learn from precedents where appropriate, but we can disregard those that don't fit the Tang Dynasty's tradition!"

Chen Huai'an was amused.

It seems Erfeng hasn't learned her lesson yet, and still dares to put pressure on me?

"Clouds and smoke!"

Chen Huai'an shouted, and Yunyan cautiously entered from outside: "Sir, did you look for me?"

"Change to a table of food and wine without any seasoning; His Majesty and his colleagues are not used to these dishes."

Everyone: "..."

Damn it, you call arsenic a condiment?

"..."