Prince Zhenguan: I Really Don't Want to Be This Emperor

Travel through time and become the prince of Zhenguan, Li Chengqian, and set a small goal at the beginning: Whoever wants to take the throne will take the throne. I want to make money to be a salted fish. Are the East Palace accounts in ruins? Backhand, modern financial logic was used to eliminate corruption and establish rules, and all the servants obeyed; During the martial arts performance in the school, a casual arrow shot through a tree with a hundred steps, and a group of elite guards stared blankly; While chatting with the bachelor of the East Palace to encourage him to study, he casually said, "Black hair doesn't know how to study diligently and it's early", which spread throughout Chang'an Shilin the next day. I originally wanted to make a fortune by relying on Champa rice, improved salt-drying methods, and secret herbal fragrant dew. After saving up enough money, I ran away to join the feudal land and enjoy the blessings. Unexpectedly—— During the disaster relief work in Guanzhong, the people praised the prince's benevolence with the words "Thousands of mansions can be saved"; There was a mutiny in the local area, and the rebels were beheaded in the battle with their swords raised. The army all praised the prince for his bravery in the three armies. The more Li Shimin watched, the more pleased he became: This son is more capable than me, and I can retire early. Today he is ordered to supervise the country, and tomorrow he is trying to pass the throne by making insinuations and trying to shift the blame. Li Chengqian was confused: I just want to make some money, why do you insist on forcing me to become emperor? ! Aristocratic families join forces to suppress trade routes and secretly restrict them? The backhand salt reform broke the monopoly and the imperial examination lifted out poor families, gradually tearing down their century-old foundation; Halfway through their fight for favor, Li Tai saw the disparity in strength and simply stopped writing. The two brothers ended in dignity. In the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, he was "set up" on the dragon chair of Tai Chi Hall by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. Looking at the officials kneeling below, the young emperor silently complained: If I had known that making money would lead to a prosperous age where all nations would come to court, why would I bother to hide in the first place...