The good news: I transmigrated into the body of a Song prince, charged with defending the northwest.
The bad news: I'm a notorious “Living Yama.” My troops have lost all morale, imperial spies are watching me, and my downfall is just around the corner.
To stay alive, I have to be even crazier than the original owner!
I wanted to heal the sick and save lives, so I kidnapped the daughter of a prefectural academy professor and threatened to wipe out her family unless she made penicillin by hand.
Onlookers, horrified: “The Living Yama is torturing people again!”
I wanted to strengthen the country and its army, so I seized every coal mine and built a monopoly by force.
Taiyuan merchants, wailing: “He's going to bleed us dry!”
I wanted to restore military discipline, so I smashed three thousand taels of silver in front of everyone and kicked the military commander flying.
The soldiers, fervent: “Long live the Prince! Follow him and we'll have meat to eat!”
Looking at the stunned imperial envoy and the soldiers and people who worshipped me with fervor, I fell into thought.
Zhao Xu, rubbing his forehead: “I really just wanted to stay alive. How did I become a true god that everyone bows to?”
