After the Yongzheng Emperor died, he opened his eyes to discover he had been reborn in the twenty-first century with all his memories intact.
Watching that comfort-food drama called Empresses in the Palace, he couldn’t help twitching the corners of his mouth.
That foolish emperor who was constantly manipulated by women and cheated on, was that supposed to be him?
I ruled for thirteen years, reformed the bureaucracy, introduced the single-whip tax reform, and pacified the northwest. Which of those wasn’t accomplished with an iron hand? And they wrote me as a lovesick fool?
Before he could complain much more, a high fever left him delirious for days. When he finally came to, he had somehow returned to the past, or more precisely, to the TV version of Empresses in the Palace.
Yin Zhen: “…”
The familiar imperial bed, the familiar Hall of Mental Cultivation. As a young man from the twenty-first century, he really didn’t want to come back.
Even an emperor works harder than an exploited wage slave, all right?
“Beep! Welcome to the Favorite Consort System!”
Yin Zhen: Hm?
Favorite Consort System: Aaaaaah! Why is it a man?!
Yin Zhen (narrowing his eyes): You’re behind this.
Favorite Consort System (smiling ingratiatingly): Let’s talk this out...
[Yin Zhen reborn + TV adaptation plot + Favorite Consort System + giving his brothers important roles + doting on An Lingrong + making Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang the villains] Proceed with caution if you’re sensitive to these themes
