I Transmigrate into Chongzhen, and My Court Has the IQ of Eight-Year-Olds

After transmigrating into the body of the Chongzhen Emperor, he thinks he has the script in hand and can defy fate. Instead, he discovers that every official at court is an idiot. They know nothing about political scheming or strategy, and only submit memorials about braised pork and lost cats. The people of this world are forever stuck at the mental age of seven or eight. Zhu Youjian throws back his head and laughs: “I’m a genius here!”