How to Raise a Young Tyrant?

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A young emperor who ascends the throne in a crisis, with no one at his back x powerful ministers from every faction who are all out of their minds

In his previous life, Xie Ling was locked away in the cold palace as a child, walking on eggshells and forgotten by everyone. He had to beg a eunuch for even a bowl of cold rice.

Yet Heaven still wanted him dead. In the end, Xie Ling died beneath a pagoda tree. He saw petals drift across the sky like scraps of thin white paper, just like his own weightless ghost.

Reborn, he returned to the year he starved to death at fifteen. But events took an unexpected turn, and the court was suddenly swept up in turmoil.

The emperor died unexpectedly, and the crown prince met a mysterious death in the Eastern Palace. As if someone had deliberately set things in motion, Xie Ling somehow ended up on the throne.

On the night of his enthronement, young Xie Ling sat in the grand hall wearing imperial robes. Beneath the candlelight, his pale, exquisitely beautiful face looked like that of a ghostly beauty.

He stared at the imperial jade seal in his hand for a long while, then suddenly looked at the powerful eunuch before him, a man who had been famous in his previous life.

"From now on, this whole realm belongs to Us?"

The powerful eunuch narrowed his handsome, long eyes and smiled. "Naturally, the realm belongs to Your Majesty."

"Everyone is Our slave?"

"Yes."

"You too?"

The powerful eunuch's gaze turned dangerous as he chuckled. "Your Majesty is sovereign over all beneath Heaven, with power over the entire realm."

"Good, good..." Xie Ling laughed dreamily, his eyes fixed on the powerful eunuch. Then he said, "Take off your clothes."

"Get on the floor and crawl like a dog for Us."

He would no longer be a flower with a life as fragile as paper. He would make all the powerful and corrupt, all the highborn in their silks and finery, into wicked dogs at his feet.

They would be trapped in his palm, obey his every order, and bow their heads to him.

Have you not seen the left and right ministers?

They receive favor in the morning, and are sentenced to death by evening.

The road is hard, not because of rivers or mountains, but because human hearts are fickle.

Reading guide:

1. The story is set in Fujian, where clan traditions are strong and customs are rather feudal.

2. A classic broken-up-then-reunited romance, with a reunion at the beginning.

3. It features folk customs, but no special background knowledge is needed.

Theme: Never stop striving to strengthen yourself.