“My eye sockets are scorching, filled to the brim with lava that will never burn out.”
A prince who died in ancient times is reborn in the modern era after an accident. He has barely crawled out of the ground when he crashes headlong into modern culture.
The impact is almost as great as blowing up the capital.
Fu Ji: “The lessons I took and the books I read growing up were basically all about one thing: building a prosperous, harmonious society. They weren't about how to be an emperor. Study that stuff too much and you'll go stupid.”
Yin Jitian: “What does this mean?”
Fu Ji: “...”
Your Highness, the Qing Dynasty is long gone. We don't have to keep those ugly queues anymore. Don't you think they're hideous?
Thanks to Na Wo Guan Le Yue Liang A for the cover.
Theme: It's all nonsense. Don't believe it.
