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Yang Feibai transmigrated, becoming the only son of the Great Yan princess, the beloved nephew of the mighty emperor, and the cherished cousin of the crown prince.
Everyone hoped that someone born with a silver spoon in his mouth would grow into a refined gentleman, skilled in the Six Arts.
But as a transmigrator, Yang Feibai refused.
The Four Books? No! The Five Classics? No!
Paying his respects every morning and evening? Absolutely not!
Yang Feibai was determined to reject a life of rising earlier than a chicken and going to bed later than a dog.
As a result, Yang Feibai's reputation went straight down the drain.
The court historian called him naturally unruly and willful in his actions.
The ministers accused him of ignoring the rules and stirring up trouble all day long.
The young nobles of Wuling openly admitted that they were nowhere near as spoiled as he was.
No one thought Yang Feibai was fit for great responsibility, and no one had any expectations of him.
Everyone believed he would spend his life as an idle marquis, an imperial relative unfit for any important role.
Yang Feibai was perfectly happy with that.
Until one day...
The emperor died, and the Great Yan imperial family had few members and even fewer heirs. After looking through the family tree, the closest blood relative was the princess's son, Marquis Lanting.
Thus, the once-famous number one wastrel of the capital donned the imperial robes and became the youngest emperor in Great Yan's history.
The ministers he'd tormented trembled: Great Yan's centuries-old foundation is now doomed to fall in our hands.
The wastrel friends who'd once partnered in crime with the new emperor said: Father, Mother, let's pack up and run for it.
Yang Feibai, shoved into the role against his will, panicked: Don't go! Who does the emperor submit his resignation to? Asking online, it's urgent.
The first year of the new emperor's reign passed in peace. Nothing happened.
The second year of the new emperor's reign passed in peace. Nothing happened.
The third year of the new emperor's reign...
Wait a minute! Why hasn't Great Yan fallen yet?
Far from the halls of power, the weather was favorable, the country peaceful, its enemies purged and its borders secure.
The people all lived and worked in peace, enjoying the prosperity of a golden age.
In the halls of power, old ministers from two reigns and rising stars of the court stood together in perfect formation, looking at one another.
At last, they knelt and cried: Long live our emperor! Long live our emperor! Long, long live!
Yang Feibai still wanted to make one last desperate attempt:
Wait, I'm really just a wastrel!
P.S.:
1. The story is divided into the protagonist's childhood, his ascension to the throne, and his travels in disguise.
2. The protagonist is genuinely mischievous and carefree.
3. The protagonist won't marry or have children. Later, he'll adopt a child as his heir.
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Theme: How often have we truly turned our eyes to princes and lords?