I Copied Emperor Kangxi's Face (Time-Traveling to the Qing Dynasty)

My new story next door is now open: A Scholar Worth Serving (Imperial Examinations) They were childhood playmates, friends who trusted each other with their backs, and a ruler and minister who saved a collapsing empire. A modern young man woke up as the youngest son of an earl's family. There was no family business for him to inherit, but he had wealth to fall back on, and a genius cousin next door who was said to have composed a poem at seven. Shi Qing thought he'd finally been handed a lie-flat life. Who knew that this enormous earl's estate was all whitewash over a bamboo fence: impressive on the outside, but unable to make ends meet. To make matters worse, most of the expenses went toward keeping up appearances. Opulent outside, empty as a snow cave within. In other words, all show. Wen Shiqing: "..." After more than ten years of grueling imperial exams, he was finally about to leap over the Dragon Gate. But with relatives of the imperial family holding power at home and powerful enemies coveting the realm abroad, Lord Wen, who had only just lain flat for half a moment, jolted upright on his deathbed: This realm... is doomed to fall sooner or later! Amid the chaos, Shiqing glanced at the childhood friend beside him. "Ahem. When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their resolve and exhausts their body..." His friend Xiao Heng, who only wanted to choose a fief and lie flat there: "..." Redirecting waterways, grafting better crops, developing technology, enriching the people, and strengthening the army. Rather than worrying about the outside world, it was better to push themselves relentlessly, along with... his childhood friend. Many years later, The new emperor and his newly appointed chancellor, Lord Wen, drank together beneath the moon, remembering the "happy" days when the two of them had climbed mountains and crossed seas, hiding among bandits and counting heads. Xiao Heng: "In the histories written from now on, I may not be a good ruler, but Shiqing will certainly be the best chancellor." Story blurb: An overworked engineering grad died and woke up, only to find himself a legitimate young prince in the Fourth Beile's residence, with a face that was a perfect copy of his imperial grandfather's. Before him was his shrewd, doting big brother, Honghui, a chubby little dumpling. Behind him was his loving imperial grandfather, the old Emperor Kangxi. Hongxi lazily thought: Why not lie flat while I can? And what about his father behind him, furious and ready to crack a little whip? Hongxi put on a worried face and raised his little chin. With a face exactly like Emperor Kangxi's, he gazed at the man mournfully. "Father, I hear you've never been able to stand my face?" The Fourth Master: "..." Many years later, Because he looked so much like the late emperor, all sorts of fools kept urging him to fight for the throne. What? The throne? Wasn't sleeping in late wonderful? And wasn't a warm bed even better? P.S. One-on-one romance. The male lead has no harem and will not become emperor. There are original elements, so read with caution if that bothers you. Honghui will not die either. The male lead is a human-shaped technology tree, helping his father and big brother. Theme: Stay true to your original aspirations and persevere toward the distant goal.