Great Qin: I Call Ying Zheng Father and Plot a Rebellion with the Analects

After transmigrating into the Qin Dynasty as Zhao Mu, a low-ranking Confucian scholar, he gets a sign-in System. His very first draw grants him an explosively muscular physique, with "benevolence in his chest, virtue in his shoulders, and talent in his back," his muscles forming the characters for "benevolence, righteousness, morality, and virtue." He's plotting to make a run for Qi and lie low until he can rebel, while Brother Zheng is still on the throne, when two unfamiliar men push open his shabby wooden door.

After a glance at the dignified middle-aged man, he realizes it's his own father, who left home more than a decade ago. He wraps his arms around Ying Zheng in a bear hug and wails, "Dad! You're finally back!" Ying Zheng: "?" Ying Zheng tests him with, "If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content in the evening." Zhao Mu slaps his thigh. "Dad, you've got it all wrong! It means if I figure out where your house is in the morning, I'll kill you that night!" Ying Zheng freezes solid. Wang Ben's hand stiffens on his sword. "Then what about 'If a gentleman is not grave, he will not inspire awe'?" Zhao Mu grins. "How can you establish your authority if you don't beat people half to death?" Ying Zheng is silent for three seconds, then throws his head back and laughs. "Excellent! I like this take on the Analects!" Zhao Mu has no idea he's planning a rebellion while hugging the neck of the greatest emperor in history, much less that Ying Zheng is already considering making him Fusu's tutor. "My son's take on the Analects is ten thousand times more useful than those rotten classics the pedants recite."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.