[Transmigration to the Ming Dynasty] [Gift for understanding baby talk] [Raising orphans into an army] [No romance, career-focused] [Face-slapping power fantasy]
“You hear crying. What I hear… are the secrets of this entire realm.”
Shen Zhao, a top modern pediatrician, suddenly dies and transmigrates to the Ming Dynasty, becoming an abandoned baby left at the entrance of a ruined temple on a snowy night.
The children he couldn't save in his previous life become his deepest obsession in this one.
He discovers that he can understand every baby's “words.”
A three-month-old baby cries out: “Someone wants to hurt Mommy!”
The infant son of a prefect mumbles: “There's lots of gold hidden under the floor tiles in Daddy's study.”
A kidnapped baby wails: “That uncle smells of blood!”
Other people see children who can't talk. Shen Zhao sees an intelligence network spanning the realm.
He adopts abandoned babies and raises orphans. One by one, the starving little waifs are fed, taught, and trained into deadly weapons.
Someone laughs at him: “An orphan ringleader dares to challenge the great clans?”
Ten years later, those children the whole world once cast aside have become:
One, a fierce general guarding the frontier;
One, a tycoon who controls the grain and salt transport routes;
One, the head of a network of spies, feared even by the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
And Shen Zhao himself stands behind all the children, gazing at the assembled nobles kneeling before him, and calmly says:
“I told you, my kids are worth more than your legitimate heirs.”