Li Rui is a modern artsy young man who failed every civil service and teaching qualification exam. His only talent is writing poems in his social media feed.
He transmigrates into the notorious Third Young Master of the Duke of Dingguo’s mansion, the kind of boy who still can’t recite the Thousand Character Classic at fifteen.
His father chases him with a beating, his page betrays him, and even the celebrated courtesan rolls her eyes when she sees him.
At first, Li Rui thinks: Forget it. Lying flat and being a good-for-nothing sounds fine.
Then his father says, “His Majesty is going to give you an official post.”
Li Rui: “...”
The emperor says, “You’re going to serve as the guard of the deposed crown prince.”
Li Rui is overjoyed: The deposed crown prince will eventually turn things around and become emperor!
But he puts on a solemn expression and says, “Rest assured, Your Majesty. I shall ‘devote myself to the very end!’”
Then he turns to his father and says, “Dad, we’re betting on both sides. We can’t lose.”
How can a timid modern man who only knows how to recite poems pretend to be a loyal subject without giving himself away?
