I Faked My Numbers in the Great Ming

"I dare not divine too precisely, lest I fear Heaven's fickle ways. I dare not love too deeply, for fear it will all prove a dream."

"Sixteen hexagrams in a row, and not one shows you. Enough, enough."

Wang Bu'er held a tortoise shell and spoke thus.

Before Emperor Zhengde died, he issued a very strange imperial edict.

"When I was young, I lost a sword. Now I regret it. Which of my beloved ministers can find it for me?"

The entire court wept at his words. One man simply glanced over and smiled.

"Qingmei, do you know? That * emperor regrets it. Oh, and I've changed my name. My current name is awful. It's Wang Shouyi."

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