The Emperors of Every Dynasty Are My Dads

Little Liu Mengmeng has noticed that her adoptive dad seems to have something wrong with his head.

For example, one day he sternly orders her to place in the top five of her class or she'll bring shame on him. The next day, he gently strokes her head and says there's no need to rush when it comes to studying, because good character matters more than knowledge.

Liu Mengmeng: O.o?

But she's just a kindergarten kid, so there's not much she can do about it!

As Liu Mengmeng happily skips off to school with her little backpack, the smile on her "father's" face turns almost ferocious.

The reason? His head is about to erupt into chaos.

No, no, he's not suffering from split personalities. It's just that emperors from many different dynasties can take turns using this body to raise little Liu Mengmeng.

That's because she has a switch that connects worlds, and only through her can they obtain modern items that are practically a dimensional leap ahead of anything they have.

Like improved rice and wheat.

Goodness knows how shocked they were the first time they saw wheat yielding six thousand catties per mu.

Today it's Li Shimin's turn in the body; yesterday it was Tang Xuanzong's.

Tang Xuanzong, knowing Li Shimin couldn't hit him, boldly pipes up: "You have no idea how to raise a child. Your own crown prince rebelled against you!"

Li Shimin, struck right in the sore spot: "...Unfilial descendant! Shut up!"

But time is short and there's plenty to do. He's got to go run errands at the agricultural research institute and see if he can learn anything new about farming.

Li Shimin glances worriedly at his bank account balance.

This won't do. If he keeps skipping work like this, he'll run out of money.

"How about this, Old Zhao? Have your grandson Song Huizong, Zhao Ji, take over for a day and paint a couple of pictures to sell. I was scrolling on my phone on the subway this morning and saw one of your kid's paintings sell for 380 million."

Zhao Ji isn't offended. He answers honestly, "Wouldn't a painting that's too old be thought a fake?"

Li Shimin thinks of another plan. "First Emperor, how about you send a mass text to the people around you and raise some money? I hear that's popular these days. Something like, 'I am Qin Shi Huang. Send me money and I'll let you inherit my army.'"

Ying Zheng: "..."

He strikes back: "Don't you have grave goods? Just take a couple."

Li Shimin is at a loss. Borrowing a couple of grave goods from his own tomb shouldn't be illegal, in theory, but in the modern era... "It's tightly guarded. That really would be a crime!"

As Mengmeng's favorite dad, Li Shimin can't risk going to prison. How sad Mengmeng would be!

Liu Che, meanwhile, declares that when it's his turn tomorrow, he'll definitely steal the title of Mengmeng's most beloved daddy!

Theme: Family is an anchor.