Know No More: Emperor of the Song Dynasty? Not Even a Dog Would Take the Job!

Alternate title: A Man in the Northern Song Dynasty: Emperor Renzong Begs Me to Usurp the Throne.

The blurb is made up, and may not match the story… Read at your own discretion.

If you dislike the Sheng family, don't bother clicking. Those who care about historical accuracy should also proceed with caution.

What's it like to be the most pampered prince in the Great Song dynasty?

Zhao Yunzheng (slapping the table): “Thanks for asking! I'm in Bianjing, and I just got off the dragon bed… No, I just dodged it! Renzong treats me like his own son? No way! The throne is scorching, and being emperor? Not even a dog would take that job!”

He lives by one principle: “With a gift from the emperor's own ivory fan in hand, I'll eat, drink, and wait for death. That's the top priority!” Imperial cuisine? He'll mooch off it! Hot springs? He'll soak! When some young aristocrats stir up trouble, he waves his fan and says, “Your Majesty, doesn't that little runt look like a flea on your dragon throne?”

(Renzong: “…Where's my sword?”)

Until one day

A secret report about the Yangzhou salt scandal lands right in his face. A vacation? Forget it! Off to Jiangnan for some “rest and recuperation,” Your Highness!

(Zhao Yunzheng flips the table: “Who goes on a recuperation trip to catch corrupt officials?!”)

He passes by the Sheng family, hoping to mooch a bowl of Old Madam Sheng's mung bean soup and repay her for saving his life as a child…

But then

How a laid-back prince plays a low-level dungeon with top-tier stats

Renzong (thinking): “I've been waiting for this guy to usurp the throne for so long, the flowers have already wilted…”