The Entire Court Is Full of Rebellious Sons, and the City's Nobles All Kneel

[Strong heroine + ensemble cast + brainless feel-good power fantasy]

Jing Zhaozhao, the emperor who unified the Nine Provinces a thousand years ago, opens her eyes again in the body of an adopted daughter of the Marquis of Yongan's household.

Everyone calls her shameless and ungrateful, and says her reputation is in tatters.

Jing Zhaozhao: “How amusing. It's been a long time since I've met anyone this insolent.”

It doesn't take long for the powerful in the imperial capital to realize this adopted daughter of the Marquis of Yongan's household is no ordinary person!

Everyone in the Marquis's household obeys her. The Marquis of Enyi treats her with respect, the Empress Dowager dotes on her, the old Grand Tutor humbly asks her for guidance, the eccentric old divine physician treats her with the utmost reverence, and even the arrogant, treacherous Grand Chancellor calls her “My Lord”?

The great figures of the capital treat her as an honored guest and rush to do her bidding.

*

Jing Zhaozhao died in the twentieth year of her reign. When she opened her eyes, a thousand years had passed.

To her surprise, she wasn't the only one reborn. The eight successors she'd painstakingly trained had all been reborn before her.

But when Jing Zhaozhao learned who her handpicked successors were now, she laughed in sheer exasperation.

Every one of them was a complete fool who'd squandered a winning hand.

And now their good-for-nothing descendants were swaggering right up to her.

“Miss, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before.”

Jing Zhaozhao slaps him. “Get down on your knees with your grandfather!”

An elderly family patriarch hurriedly arrives and drops to his knees in a flash. “Please calm down, My Lord!”

Some spoiled young noble: ???

What, is there no justice in this world?

*

After being reborn, Jing Zhaozhao hasn't returned to her old ways yet. She plans to take it easy for a while.

But her useless descendants won't get their act together. After whipping them into shape, Jing Zhaozhao draws her sword and looks around in bewilderment.

How did she end up with the whole world in her hands again?

And this man who's constantly hanging around her seems a little familiar, too.