I woke up one night and found out that I was the eldest son in the house of a minister of household affairs. The whole family was about to be exiled because of a frame-up by a political opponent. The male protagonist was scared to death. And I was a modern doctoral student who suddenly died in the office just because he stayed up late every day. My soul came to this era, this dandy who was scared to death. The beginning was a house raid, why was it so unlucky? , Others who travel through time are all golden fingers, what kind of emperor does time travel through? , A prince, a prince, or at worst a grandson. God, are you kidding me?
System, Tongzi, Tongye?
It is confirmed that there is no golden finger and no system. We can only rely on the knowledge from the 21st century to change the fate of the entire family.
It looks good so far, I hope it stays that way.