Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

"Your father is not dead."

Li Chengqian looked intently into Qin Huaidao's eyes and said.

"Your Highness, are you drunk? Why are you talking nonsense now?"

Qin Huaidao stared blankly at Li Chengqian.

"On the day of my father's funeral, half of the people in Chang'an came to see him off. You know what that scene was like."

"I nailed the coffin shut with my own hands, and the grass on the grave is probably half a foot tall by now. Please don't make fun of me, okay?"

Li Chengqian didn't speak, but just stared at Qin Huaidao with a stern face.

"Your Highness! I respect you as the Crown Prince, but if you continue to joke about my father, I... I, Qin Huaidao, will risk my life to demand an explanation from His Majesty."

Qin Huaidao looked at Li Chengqian with some annoyance.

"Alright, stop showing your filial piety here. Take a look at this first."

Li Chengqian was too lazy to waste any more words with Qin Huaidao, so he simply threw Du Ruhui's secret letter into Qin Huaidao's arms.

Qin Huaidao looked at the ground with a sullen face.

With a thud, he collapsed to the ground.

His mind is completely blank right now.

After a full half-incense stick's time of stunned silence, Qin Huaidao finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"My dad...came back to life?"

"He didn't come back to life."

Li Chengqian helplessly spread his hands.

"He's not dead at all, and he's living a better life than you."

Then, Li Chengqian recounted what had happened to Qin Huaidao.

Qin Huaidao sat on the ground, staring blankly at Li Chengqian.

The horrific scenes from a while back suddenly flashed through his mind.

I remember being blocked by my father's ghost and getting a beating.

The next day, he was beaten up again by his mother.

At the time, he thought it was because he was unfilial and had displeased his father's spirit in heaven, who had appeared to teach him a lesson.

So it turns out my father isn't dead?

"Your Highness, you mean the one who beat me up that night was my father?"

Qin Huaidao pointed to his own nose and asked.

Li Chengqian touched his nose, nodded somewhat guiltily, and said:

"Uncle Qin was doing it for your own good, to temper your temperament."

Qin Huaidao broke down, and tears streamed down his face.

"What a disgrace to your son! Is this how you treat your son?"

I thought my father was dead, and I hid at home crying for months. I almost cried myself blind, and I didn't even go to Pingkangfang. That bastard Changsun Chong just snatched Chunyue away. Turns out, my father was the one who tricked me?

"Alright, shut up."

Li Chengqian was furious when he heard his outrageous words.

"Is this the time to cry? Your father's identity was exposed in Baekje. If this gets back to Chang'an and reaches my father's ears, do you know the consequences?"

Qin Huaidao looked up at Li Chengqian with teary eyes.

"This is a crime of deceiving the emperor. Not only your father, but you and hundreds of people in your Qin family will all lose their heads."

Do you understand the punishment of exterminating nine generations of your family? Then you won't even have a place to cry at their graves.

"Changsun Wuji and his gang are just looking for a pretext to expose me. Once this matter is exposed, your Qin family will be the first to suffer, utterly annihilated."

Qin Huaidao was so frightened that he jumped up.

He lunged at Li Chengqian's legs and grabbed Li Chengqian's thigh.

"Your Highness, please save me! My Qin family has been loyal and virtuous for three generations. I haven't even married yet, and I don't even have a maidservant. I can't let my line end like this!"

"Your Highness, you have so many ideas, you must have a way, right? My father only pretended to be dead because of you, you can't just stand by and watch him die."

Li Chengqian kicked him away in disgust.

"Get up! Your Qin family has only two generations from your father to you, where did you get three generations from?

"Since I summoned you here, I naturally have a plan in mind. Not only will it protect your Qin family, but it will also allow you, you bastard, to reap an enormous advantage."

Qin Huaidao quickly got up and looked at Li Chengqian expectantly.

"There's only one way to plug this hole now."

Li Chengqian stared at him and said, word by word,

"You must immediately lead your men to the Baekje front overnight."

Once you get there, announce to the outside world that you led the troops to destroy Baekje. As for the Duke of Yi, whose identity was exposed, just say that you deliberately wore your father's armor and impersonated him to intimidate the enemy.

As long as you insist that you did it, even if Chang'an has doubts, they won't be able to produce any solid evidence.

This is called "dead men tell no tales." Then the credit for destroying the country will go to you, Qin Huaidao.

Qin Huaidao's eyes widened as he pointed to his own nose.

"I'll take the blame? And it'll be considered a contribution to the destruction of a country?"

He waved his hands repeatedly.

"Your Highness, please stop joking. That's the achievement of destroying a country."

I know my own limitations. Even if I dared to go, someone would have to believe me.

Putting everything else aside, Uncle Cheng is here; he sees me every day. Would he believe me?

Besides, although I look a bit like my dad, we're quite different in size.

People on the battlefield aren't fools.

Li Chengqian grabbed Qin Huaidao and pulled him in front of him, saying fiercely:

"Whether you believe it or not, you have to. With Prime Minister Du covering up your lies, even if you're a pig, I can still package you as the God of War of the Tang Dynasty."

When you arrive in Baekje, put on your father's armor and take his golden mace.

If you can't lift it, just drag it along. If anyone dares to question you, have Prime Minister Du handle it.

Old Du's mouth can talk the dead back to life, so how could he not fool a few terrified Baekje surrendered soldiers?

As for those ordinary soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, you don't need to worry about them. They won't be returning to Chang'an anymore; Liaodong will be their home from now on.

Qin Huaidao still wanted to struggle a bit:

"But Your Highness, I've never even read any military treatises, how can I command an army...?"

"Shut up! I sent you to take the blame, not to actually go to war. The war's over, and you think it's beneath you to just reap the rewards?"

Li Chengqian shoved Qin Huaidao aside and waved his hand impatiently.

"This is an order! You must leave tonight, without stopping. If you are even a step too late, your entire Qin family will be executed."

I will personally go and burn paper money for you then.

When Qin Huaidao walked out of the main hall, he looked as if he had lost his soul.

Half an hour later, a group of black-clad knights escorted Qin Huaidao out of the north gate of Jincheng.

Qin Huaidao seemed possessed, muttering to himself incessantly:

"Father...aren't you dead...?"

"You're not only alive, but you also went and destroyed a country..."

"You not only destroyed a country, but you also showed your face..."

"You showing your face is one thing, but why do you have to sabotage your own son...?"

"Your son hasn't even figured out the girls in Pingkangfang yet, and now I have to clean up your mess and pretend to be a Tang Dynasty war god..."

"Good heavens, how many meals would I need to eat to lift that 82-pound mace...?"

After two days of non-stop running, Qin Huaidao finally arrived at the Tang army camp outside the city of Sabi in Baekje.

As soon as he entered the camp, Qin Huaidao dismounted and rushed into the main tent.

As soon as he entered the tent, he saw a familiar figure from behind.

"Father!!!"

Qin Huaidao didn't even get a clear look at the face before rushing over and hugging the man's lower back, crying out in pain.

"You beast!!!"

Just then, a roar rang out from the side.

Qin Huaidao looked up blankly and saw his father, Qin Qiong, standing to the side with an angry expression.

And the person he was embracing was none other than Du Ruhui.

At this moment, Du Ruhui turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Nephew, I would never dare to have a son like you who goes around claiming others as his father."

Qin Huaidao ignored Du Ruhui's teasing and pounced on his father.

He immediately grabbed his father's leg.

"Father! Do you know how I've survived all these years?"

"Why are you crying?"

Qin Qiong looked at his son with disdain.

"Isn't it a good thing that I'm still alive? What kind of behavior is this, yelling and shouting like this? You've completely disgraced the Qin family."

When Qin Huaidao saw that his father still dared to scold him, his rebellious spirit instantly flared up.

"Old Deng, where's your face? If you hadn't been faking your death, would I be living like this now?"

I wore mourning clothes for you in Chang'an and cried so much my eyes almost went blind.

Even more so for you, they hired a bunch of monks and Taoist priests to chant sutras for your salvation.

But how did you treat me? You conspired with Mother to take turns beating me up?

So you two are true love, and I was just an accident?