Jiang Bei transmigrated. Other people who transmigrated came with an aura of a ruler, making guns and cannons, battling corrupt ministers, killing corrupt officials, protecting production, and training mighty armies...
But all Jiang Bei wanted was to lie flat.
To hold the world's power by day and sleep on a beauty's lap by night.
That saying applies to nearly everyone in the world, but it absolutely does not apply to Jiang Bei.
Because all Jiang Bei wants is to sleep on a beauty's lap.
Life is tiring enough already. Wouldn't it be great to marry eight or ten concubines?
Why bother working hard?
But events gradually went off course from what Jiang Bei had expected.
Zhu Zhanji: "Sir, you are a man of great talent. I humbly ask you to teach me!"
Zhu Gaochi: "Sir, can you bear to see the people of our Ming Dynasty slaughtered by foreign tribes?"
Zhu Di: "You're a fine young man. Keep up the good work!"
Jiang Bei: "..."
I just want to lie flat, okay...
