Transmigrated to the Ming dynasty, he became a county magistrate.
Five dan of rice in monthly salary, plus allowances from the county office. No 996 work schedule, no boss breathing down his neck. He could admire the lovely Jiangnan scenery and enjoy osmanthus cakes whenever he pleased. This life was practically paradise!
Shen Zhiwei's motto had always been that life was about staying still, and being an official was about being a happy slacker.
He was determined to become the most laid-back county magistrate in Ming history: take no bribes, break no laws, cause no trouble, and make no waves. As long as the people lived in peace and prosperity, he could lie flat and enjoy himself. Perfect!
But while his ideals were lofty, reality dealt him a stinging slap in the face.
