Is this a transmigration?

  The bloody smell of Xuanwu Gate has not yet dissipated, and the murderous aura is still on the faces of the soldiers of the Great Tang.

  Terror does not belong to the people of Datang, only those who have become Taizi's subordinates are in fear and waiting for the arrival of blood and cleansing.

  In the south of Chang'an City, at the foot of Qinling Mountains. A young man with a blood-stained outfit stood with his back to the continuous mountain range. The man had slightly curled whiskers, deep eye sockets, a lean and strong physique, handsome yet not lacking in bravery, brave yet not lacking in elegance!

  Hundreds of armored warriors stood like statues not far from him.

  A soldier ran to the front of the general, holding a leather pouch in both hands. It was just a leather pouch with an alligator logo on it, which was called a "land dragon" in the southern Tang Dynasty and no one recognized it in the north. The general glared at the soldier as if blaming him for coming over to disturb him for such a small matter.

  The general flipped through the wallet with just one glance, his pupils constricted, and his body involuntarily trembled slightly.

  The rustling of leaves startled the young man who was gazing at the mountains.

  "What's the matter?" The young man didn't turn his head, he just opened his mouth and asked a question. These past few days have been momentous, naturally there are even more important things to attend to. Standing here is merely to recall the joy of hunting with my brothers when I first arrived in Chang'an City. At that time, the feelings between us brothers were still fraternal.

  Who would have thought that at this time, brothers die and brothers are lost.

  If I don't kill my brothers, I will die, and my brothers who were born and died with me will also die. I have no choice but to kill, I must kill.

  My heart is still not at peace, there are many big things to be done!

  The general walked over with big strides, holding up the leather wallet in both hands and opening it in front of the young man.

  The young man was shocked and looked at the general in doubt.

  "Your Majesty, King of Qin! The soldiers have found someone who has fainted over there. He's holding this object in his left hand and a wooden board in his right hand. There are blood-stained characters on it that the soldiers can't understand!" The general reported quickly.

  This young man was Li Shimin, the 27-year-old King of Qin of the Great Tang Dynasty and the Supreme General of the Heavenly Strategy, also known as Emperor Taizong of Tang.

  The man in his hand opened a photo, no beard, wearing strange clothes, but Li Shimin had the same face. How could this not shock the soldiers, how could it not surprise Li Shimin?

  "Take me quickly!" Li Shimin followed the soldiers to a riverbank, where a young man lay on a flat stone.

  The man's attire was a strange dress for Li Er of the Tang Dynasty.

  It was just a sleeveless jacket, a pair of deep blue jeans and a pair of sports shoes.

  There were two soldiers, one holding a long knife with both hands and the other holding that wooden sign.

  Li Er remained still, and the two soldiers could only stand motionless beside him, holding things. Li Er gazed at the young man lying on the stone, this face plunged Li Er into memories, very similar, very similar to his fourth brother Yuan Ba who dared to fight against the heavenly thunder but unfortunately did not have the chance to enjoy the prosperity of the Li family! Especially between the eyebrows, the slightly furrowed brow was even more alike, if it weren't for Li Er personally putting Li Yuanba into his coffin, Li Er would certainly take the young man in front of him as his fourth brother.

  With a gentle wave of his hand, the two soldiers brought the long knife and wooden board closer. Li Er didn't take the long knife, but instead picked up the wooden board, on which were written strange characters in blood. After careful examination, Li Er thought that the words on the board read "Qin bu dai, Zhang xiong ru fu" (roughly translating to "A brother's death is like a father's"). It seemed to be mourning the loss of an older brother.

  Under the treatment of military doctors, the young man lying on the stone slowly came to.

  As soon as he saw the person, Li Er pushed away the people beside him and walked over. The young man's first glance was at Li Er, and he shouted "Brother!" before bursting into tears and reaching out to hug Li Er.

  Li Er was taken aback for a moment, allowing the young man to hug him, and waved his hand to stop the soldiers who were about to rush up.

  Li Er was moved to tears by his brother's words, but just then the young man let go of him and slapped himself in the face, saying "I'm a fool, I'm a fool."

  Li Er understood in his heart that the young man had regarded him as an elder brother. Listening to the young man's lament, it seemed like he was talking about how he hadn't studied hard these years and often fought with others. He even got into a fight and injured someone, ending up locked up without being able to see his brother one last time. The words were filled with genuine emotion, revealing the deep bond between brothers!

  Then it was about how two brothers had lost their parents at a young age and the older brother had raised himself, supporting his own education.

  He has been a farmer all his life as an elder brother and is still unmarried at the age of 30.

  Li Er cried, tears streaming down his cheeks.

  The true affection of brotherly love!

  Li Er will soon own the world, become the Emperor of the Great Tang, and can be said to have everything, except for fraternal affection. Those sons of his father's concubines had the title of younger brother but did not truly qualify as Li Er's brothers. The only true brothers were eldest brother Jiancheng, third brother Yuanba, and fourth brother Yuange.

  At this time, four brothers had only one person alive.

  Li Er clenched his teeth and endured the sorrow in his heart, heavily patted the young man who looked exactly like his fourth brother Yuan Ba on the back: "From today on, you are my brother, my own brother. I am Li Shimin..."

  The young man who was crying out in pain looked like a duck with its neck wrung, staring blankly at Li Er.

  Li Shimin! This name is really too domineering.

  When I heard the three words "Li Shimin", everything Li Er said afterwards was completely ignored.

  A young man from modern 2012, with a very ordinary name, Li Yuanxing, was a mediocre rascal from the south of Xi'an. The legendary doomsday that did not destroy the earth but sent Li Yuanxing to the Tang Dynasty while he was paying respects to his deceased brother in their family's contracted forest land. Until now, Li Yuanxing still thought it was all just a dream.

  Li Yuanxing was well aware that few people in modern times dared to name their children after Li Shimin. As he came back to his senses, he saw the armor of the soldiers around him stained with blood that had not yet dried. He was confused and his eyes were filled with bewilderment.

  "Return to the mansion!" Li Erqiang's powerful arm pulled up Li Yuanxing.

  There were no carriages here, only horses, simple cloth laid on the horse's back as a saddle.

  From Qinling to Chang'an is a distance of forty or fifty miles, which for Li Er and the soldiers who are accustomed to riding horses, it's just a leisurely journey of one or two hours.

  But for Li Yuanxing, this was a terrifying ordeal.

  On the road, Li Er only asked one sentence of Li Yuanxing's name, and then he didn't say a word, just silently riding his horse forward. Li Yuanxing also dared not to speak, he endured the sourness and tiredness on the horse, while observing everything around him.