The Dragon-Robed Uncle Takes on the Modern World and Gives Up Being an Emperor
I, Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song, had just escaped the nightmare of losing my kingdom when I turned around and found myself standing on a main road in Kaifeng in 2025! Wearing my dragon robe, I stared in bewilderment at the metal boxes racing through the streets. I had no idea how to pay by scanning a code, and when I went to the hospital, I opened my mouth and called for the imperial physician. I became a laughingstock, with passersby gathering to watch!
Luckily, Lin Xiaoguai, a gorgeous top student, took me home. To earn my keep, I picked up my Slender Gold script again and casually wrote a few strokes. Would you believe it? The whole world went wild! I exposed counterfeit dealers, face-slapped pretentious calligraphy masters, and had the entire internet singing my praises. A rebellious kid even tearfully begged to become my apprentice. And when it came to the long-lost Ru ware with its “sky blue after rain” glaze, I recreated it on a whim and stunned the world!
At a Song history symposium, I wrote a poem of repentance in Slender Gold script and tore off the label of tyrant, making the entire internet apologize to me! I revived Ru ware, Kunqu opera, and Song culture! Later, I got the chance to return to the Song dynasty and be emperor? No way! I’m living off my calligraphy in the modern world. Who’d go back to be that so-called emperor?
