Zhang Wei, a contemporary social worker, died suddenly after working overtime. His biggest last wish was to be a salted fish in his next life and lie down every day.
However, fate played a huge joke on him: not only did he not become a salted fish, but he also went straight to the point of being reborn as the newly crowned monarch of the Ming Dynasty.
Before the dragon chair gets warm, a huge "surprise" hits us: Do you have to get up before dawn to start the morning ritual? ——Your Majesty, this is an ancestral system! Is the classical Chinese text on the memorial comparable to a heavenly book? ——Your Majesty, please approve! Are the harem beauties either old ladies or workaholics? ——Your Majesty, please keep the rain and dew away! There are also those civil servants and eunuchs who talk in a roundabout way and think about how to cheat the emperor every day - Your Majesty, you are so loyal!
Facing the start of this hellish difficulty, Zhang Wei, who just wanted to eat and die, was completely angry: "Whoever wants to be the emperor of this piece of shit! I want to go back to modern 996!"
But fate didn't give him the chance to return it. Since there is no way to retreat, don't blame me for not playing my cards according to the routine!
