After transmigrating to the Great Zhou, Shen Zhao discovers he’s become a crown prince.
Don’t be jealous. This crown prince title was bestowed on him by Liu Banxian, the rat-poison seller at the village entrance.
His father came up with the dynasty’s name and made up its era name. The entire court is made up of the neighbors from the village. The realm is one village, its population three hundred, and six months after he ascended the throne, the county magistrate wiped them out.
Now he’s fleeing through the mountains with his mother and this band of “civil and military officials,” with pursuers hot on their heels.
A rat-poison-selling chancellor, a butcher of a great general, a cart driver serving as General Who Guards the North...
Shen Zhao only wants to do one thing: survive.
But he never imagined that...
The more he ran, the more pursuers came after him.
The more he ran, the more people joined him.
The more he ran, the bigger his territory became.
Many years later, as Shen Zhao sat in the Golden Throne Hall, he suddenly remembered that morning in the ruined temple
“I only wanted to be an ordinary person. Why is that so hard?”
Fine. Since I’ve transmigrated, I’ll focus on surviving first!
