The Son-in-Law Drops the Act: I Recite a Poem on a Whim and Make the Female Emperor Cry

"If this idiot can come up with a matching couplet, I'll eat this table right here!" The top talent in Jiangnan pointed his folding fan at him, sending the whole hall into laughter.

Chu Yuan laughed too. As the youngest professor in modern China, he had transmigrated into a fool of a live-in son-in-law in the Great Qian Dynasty, hated by everyone and everything. Looking at the so-called "unmatched couplet through the ages," which wasn't even up to elementary-school standard, he opened his mouth and recited the entire poem "Bring in the Wine."

When he finished, the assembled scholars were dumbstruck with horror, and the peerlessly beautiful empress, traveling incognito, shot to her feet in shock!

From foolish live-in son-in-law to the Great Qian Dynasty's Imperial Tutor, Chu Yuan looked at this backward era and could only spread his hands in resignation.

The Four Books and Five Classics are hard? I could recite them backward when I was three!

The national treasury is empty? How about macroeconomics and financial leverage? I'll drain an enemy nation's treasury in ten days!

Natural disasters and human calamities? Hybrid rice and assembly-line industry, straight to the max!

While enemy dynasties were still proudly brandishing swords and spears, Chu Yuan had already quietly brought out flintlock guns and cannons.

Empress: "Chancellor Chu, the Great Qian's borders have reached the ends of the seas. Where do we go next?"

Chu Yuan took out a map of the world. "Your Majesty, our journey is to the stars and the sea!"