O Pequeno Príncipe Ocioso da Era Zhenguan
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The ninth year of the Zhenguan era, spring of 635 AD.
Within a pavilion in the imperial palace, a child of six or seven lay on a long stone bench, eyes closed, seemingly lost in thought.
Beside him stood two attendants—a young woman dressed as a court lady, about twenty years old, with delicate features, and a young eunuch, around ten years old, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, quite endearing.
The court lady glanced up at the sky and softly called out, “Prince Shen, it’s time for dinner.”
Prince Shen, Li Shen, the tenth son of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, was seven years old this year. His mother was Consort Wei, the foremost among the four noble consorts, and a legitimate daughter of the Wei family of Jingzhao’s Yun Estate.
“Oh,” Li Shen murmured after a long pause, slowly rising with an air of laziness.
No one knew that beneath this six- or seven-year-old child’s appearance lay the soul of a man from over fourteen hundred years later.
A year ago, he had been an ordinary man in his thirties, born in the 1980s, running a small shop and working tirelessly from dawn till dusk to make a living.
He spent ten hours a day in his shop, often watching videos and reading novels—similar