[Transmigrated as a Taoist novice who sweeps floors, I report Jiajing’s cultivation and seize the throne]
I transmigrated to the Ming Dynasty and became the son Emperor Jiajing had hidden in a Taoist temple.
The capital’s powerful families treated me as a bastard, while my brothers saw me as an obstacle.
Then I set off south with a secret order to “cast the cauldron.” Five years later, I returned with more than Jiangnan’s wealth and weapons.
I also brought a question that challenged the throne: “Father, if you can sit on this throne, why can’t I?”
“Father, if you can sit on this throne, why can’t I?”
Growth, Machiavellian, very beautiful