When Zhao Zheng woke up, he had transmigrated to the Great Song and become the ninth prince.
Though this was the Song dynasty, its people were anything but ordinary.
Zhao Kuangyin was a body cultivator who had defeated every barbarian under the sun, while Fan Zhongyan was a Confucian master whose resistance to the Western barbarians shook the realm.
Scholars at the academies wielded their literary talent against their enemies, turning every spoken word into a clash of blades and spears.
Generals on the battlefield cultivated Daoist arts, summoning the Five Thunders with a wave of the hand.
In everyone else's eyes, Zhao Zheng was a marginal prince who spent every day indulging in wine and women.
In truth, he had awakened a sign-in System long ago and exchanged for a congenital Dao body. To him, cultivation was as easy as eating and drinking. He could grasp the mysteries of any technique or supernatural ability at a glance.
In the third year of the Shaosheng era, the barbarians set up a challenge arena in Bianliang, the capital of Dongjing, hoping to force the Song to increase its annual tribute. The great sects, academies, and eighteen schools all cowered in fear.
The barbarians even mocked the Great Song for having no worthy men.
As the people of Bianliang seethed with indignation and cursed the academies for their incompetence, the useless prince in their eyes stepped forward.
Since he had been given a second life, he would wipe out Western Xia, pacify the Liao, and crush the Jurchens. He would never let the tragedy of the Jingkang Humiliation happen again.
It's fun to watch without thinking. . . Ha ha
The writing is very good, but when will he become king? Those emperors in history were really cowards.
Not bad, come on, author
Very interesting, there should be more novels like this