If there is no reason, I will definitely kick his ass hard.

"Locust plague and the emperor, what is the relationship between the two?"

"First of all, we have to figure out what this day is!" Zhao Chen said with a smile.

But there was clearly a flash of light in Lao Litou's eyes.

The emperor calls himself the Son of Heaven.

So, what is heaven?

Li Shimin said nothing and sat at the table, waiting for Zhao Chen to continue speaking.

"Since the beginning of historical records, we can hear stories about gods and ghosts from historical records and word of mouth."

"In fact, soldiers are not limited to our Tang Dynasty. In this vast land, we worship various gods, totems, make various wishes and prayers. The only thing in common is that they have never been truly realized.

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Chapter completed!