"Holy shit..."

Luo Yu was dumbfounded. He hadn't even finished his master's thesis yet, and now he had been transported to the first year of the Zhenguan era?

What should I do? Being a soldier is too tough, doing business is too tiring, and being an official is too dangerous.

Li Shimin was furious: You brat, you won't do this or that, what exactly do you want to do?

Luo Yu: Your Majesty, I wonder if Princess Chang Le, Princess Xiang Cheng, Princess Changshan, Princess Runan, Princess Yuzhang, Princess Baling... are married?

Li Shimin: You're a professional flowerpot carrier, aren't you?