My name is Li Yuanying, the most inconspicuous idle prince in the Tang Dynasty.
In my last life, I was exhausted at work. In this life, I decided to lie down and be a kind old father. So I cast a wide net and adopted a bunch of poor orphans.
The plan was perfect until I discovered—
Why does my eldest son's strategizing eyes look a bit like the legendary Wolong?
My second son was able to carry a cauldron at the age of thirteen, and he still kept saying, "The bravery of a feather is unparalleled throughout history"?
My five-year-old daughter is even more outrageous. She reads poems to the moon in the middle of the night, saying that she reminds her of her hometown.
Seeing them one by one trying to put on dragon robes for me and take over the world, I panicked.
"You traitor! Stop! As a father, I just want to be a foster father, not an emperor!"
But the children all knelt down with their eyes wild: "No, Father, you think so!"...
