Late Han Dynasty: I Start by Taking in Empress He and Build an Empire Where the Sun Never Sets

In the winter of Zhongping Year Two, blizzards ravaged the land and the northern wastes lay desolate. A transmigrator calling himself “Deng Mao” sat in the capital of Zhuo, leafing through a pile of tedious memorials, while before him a family banquet brought together a hundred beauties. News of victory from Liaodong and good tidings from Kucha arrived on the same day. Before he had finished his wine, he was already calculating how to overhaul this inefficient empire once and for all. Outside the palace, Guan Yu sang and played chess at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains in the Western Regions, while Lü Bu defied an imperial summons and built fortifications in the snowy frontier. Inside, he stroked Empress He’s docile neck, his gaze passing over more than thirty consorts he had yet to take to bed.