Zhao Jin wasn't very smart, but he transmigrated into the body of an emperor.
His parents had no other children, so no matter how dim he was, they had to teach him to be a normal person.
After countless whippings, kneeling punishments, and ruler strikes, Zhao Jin finally learned to be a halfway decent emperor.
After his father died, he ascended the throne.
His approach to governing was simple: reward merit and punish wrongdoing. Minor offenses meant demotion and exile; major ones meant execution.
By following this principle, he had made no mistakes in all the years since his ascension.
Until one day, after working through memorials past midnight, he woke up to find the contents of a storybook inexplicably in his head.
The story said he was gay and liked to force Marquis Xue Ye into sex.
At first, Xue Ye endured it for the sake of his family. But eventually, he could take no more, raised an army in rebellion, killed Zhao Jin, and founded a new dynasty.
After a moment of thought, Zhao Jin finally summed up the important part:
Xue Ye was going to rebel in the future.
Zhao Jin was at a loss. He wanted to nip the problem in the bud and have Xue Ye executed.
But Xue Ye hadn't done anything wrong yet, and his father had never taught him how to fabricate charges and frame a loyal subject.
So he had no choice but to summon Xue Ye to the palace every day, keeping him right by his side day and night to see what sort of mistake he might make.
No one disliked an emperor like this. He governed diligently, worked hard, rewarded merit, and punished wrongdoing. No one had to guess at his personal likes and dislikes.
He was practically born to be emperor.
If you told the Xue family that this sort of emperor wanted to summon their son to the palace and take him to bed, would they believe it?
Their first reaction was disbelief.
Their second? Well, there was no harm in giving them time to develop feelings for each other.
Xue Ye was wild and unruly. When he was first summoned to the palace, he hid a dagger in his arms, ready to fight the damn emperor to the death if he tried anything.
But even he couldn't have imagined it.
Later, he used that dagger to peel fruit for the young emperor,
while he himself lay clean and washed in bed every day, waiting for the young emperor to get handsy with him.
Wild and unruly Imperial Guard top
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Hardworking political-machine young emperor bottom
The bottom is 15 and the top is 17. They're a young couple who support each other. The bottom is a somewhat rigid child who pretends to be an adult, then grows into a decisive emperor. The top goes from a spoiled young master to the bottom's loyal dog.
The bottom isn't unintelligent, just very strict with himself.
They're still each other's first love *^O^*
Theme: Cultivating oneself and one's character
