He Is Brighter Than the Country

Jiang Linyuan died once. In his previous life, he was the president of Sichuan Bank Capital and a top expert in the field of micro-expression analysis. Thirty-one years old, cardiac arrest. Before he died, he saw a pair of phoenix eyes - the eyes of a young emperor, sharp and forbearing, like a crane whose wings were tied by chains, holding its head high and refusing to let anyone see it trembling. When he opened his eyes again, he became the powerful regent of the Dasheng Dynasty. The original owner was a madman who killed hundreds of people in three years. The little emperor Feng Zijin hated him deeply. He was gentle and respectful on the surface, but sharpened his sword secretly. All the civil and military officials in the dynasty wanted him to die. But Jiang Linyuan can read minds. He could see clearly who was lying, who was fearful, and who was plotting in the court. This mess is quite interesting - especially the young emperor who plays the role of harmonious king and minister with him every day. From psychological manipulation to sincere delivery, from power play to life and death. He walked step by step into the depths of those phoenix eyes, only to discover a secret that had been hidden for thirteen years: in the corner of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the young man who wiped away his tears had a word engraved on his waist - Jiang. Feng Zijin looked at him and said, "Over the years, I thought I hated you. It turns out that I was just waiting for you to come back." It is false to have power over the government and the public, but it is true to have power over you alone.