I'm No Longer the Worthless Fusu in My Father's Eyes

Synopsis of I Am No Longer the Worthless Fusu in My Father's Eyes

I transmigrated to the second year of the Qin dynasty, and someone reported me.

They said I was the missing eldest son, Fusu. I said I wasn't, but they wouldn't believe me. The officials came and said I was, too. The people Ying Zheng sent took one look at me and fell to their knees.

Well, since you've all decided I'm that “weak and spineless” Prince Fusu, I might as well stop pretending.

My name is Lin Mu. I'm a PhD in history, and I know the Qin Empire has less than ten years left. A dynasty that falls in its second generation? Zhao Gao usurping power? Xiang Yu setting it ablaze? None of that is happening on my watch.

In court, Li Si makes snide remarks, Zhao Gao secretly sharpens his knives, and Hu Hai watches me like a hawk. Ying Zheng sits high on his throne, his gaze filled with suspicion and scrutiny, along with a hint of anticipation even he hasn't noticed.

But I insist on doing the least Fusu-like things in the most Fusu-like way. Irrigation, land reclamation, reform, military training... I'm in no hurry to fight for the succession. I'll make the whole Qin dynasty beg me to take the throne.

Zhao Gao lays a trap, and I turn it to my advantage. Hu Hai complains, and I turn around and have him confined. Ying Zheng falls gravely ill at Shaqiu, and his final edict is tampered with? Ha, I know this script by heart.

Since Heaven has made me Fusu, this time around

I won't be the weak, worthless pawn in my father's eyes. I'll be the one moving the pieces, and build the Qin dynasty into a golden age lasting three hundred years.

(This time, Fusu won't cry. The ones who should be crying are those waiting to see the Qin dynasty collapse.)