My Ancestral Tomb Connects Past and Present, and in a Year of Famine I Raise an Emperor for the Ages

Reader advisory: The heroine really is mentally unstable in the early chapters. She does whatever she wants, but she isn’t stupid.

The unfilial descendant Jiang Tao had just left the psychiatric hospital when misfortune struck again. Desperate for good fortune, she went to her ancestors’ graves to pray for their protection.

But her ancestors complained to her every day.

What? The old ancestors can’t even get a meal and are about to starve to death?

Here, take all you want: steamed buns, bread, soup dumplings, lobster, and abalone until you’re stuffed.

What? The old ancestors need weapons to protect themselves?

Here, take all you want. I may not have anything else, but I’ve got kitchen knives, hoes, and sickles galore.

Her ancestors sure had big appetites, but that was fine. The more she gave them, the better her mental state became.

A three-year drought struck Yan Prefecture. The people were displaced, and more than a million fled their homes.

The spoiled young master Qin Juan was exiled there with his family. Heaven wouldn’t answer his prayers, and earth offered no help. His grandmother and younger sister were on the verge of starving to death.

Clutching the clay jar his father had entrusted to him before dying, Qin Juan pleaded fervently, “I beg the gods to send us food and drink. I, Qin Juan, will offer myself to you in return.”

He never expected the gods to answer. First came chicken legs, then roast suckling pig, followed by endless steamed buns and dumplings. Before long, there was more life-saving food than they could count. Even when he prayed for weapons to protect himself, he got a whole pile of kitchen knives.

With the gods’ help, Qin Juan led his clan and the refugees in securing a foothold in Yan Prefecture and establishing his own kingdom.

Before he knew it, he had overthrown the reigning emperor and become an emperor for the ages.

Jiang Tao’s health finally improved, and she thought she could retire after a job well done. But then her entire courtyard house was suddenly transported to ancient times, where a man in a yellow robe pulled her into his arms. “You promised to offer yourself to me. How can you go back on your word?”