I'm Not Talented, I Just Want to Rule and I Won't Accept It.

When he woke up and dressed as a low-level servant, Li Yao smiled in the face of the eager and difficult things. "Poetry? Military strategy? Secrets of the world?" "I'm sorry, I'll give you a professional slap in the face and treat all kinds of dissatisfaction." Let's see how the little servant holds a pen in his left hand to determine the world, and holds a sword in his right hand to control the rivers and lakes.