I Traveled to Ancient Times to Become Emperor

[First-person blurb, third-person main story, no angst~] 2.14v. My maternal grandfather is a duke, my uncle is a Grand Secretary, my mother is an imperial consort, and my father is the emperor. The day I was born, the emperor looked at me, monkey-faced and all, and beamed with joy. “This child takes after me.” Those four words set me on the road to being doted on. At my first-birthday celebration, I threw away the books, kicked aside the sword, knocked over the jade, and tossed aside the ruyi scepter. In the end, I grabbed hold of gold and silver and wouldn’t let go. The emperor picked me up, satisfied. “Even his temperament is just like mine. He knows a country can’t be governed without money.” When I was three, I still couldn’t talk. The emperor was deeply worried. He often had the imperial physicians check my pulse, then paced around me in circles. One day, half-asleep, I heard the emperor’s uncertain, questioning voice: “My dear consort, do you think our son might be a little slow?” When I was five, Liang Jing and I were outside the palace, comparing whose older brothers were more impressive. Liang Jing’s brother was good at literature and martial arts and had killed enemies. My brothers were good at literature and horseback riding, but none of them had ever killed an enemy. Seeing that I was about to lose, I panicked and said my brothers could eat shit. Liang Jing refused to back down and said his brother could eat shit too. I said my brothers could eat shit while standing on their heads. Liang Jing said his brother could not only eat shit standing on his head, but could do it while standing on his head on horseback. Fine, he won. I cried. I went to my imperial father and asked him to settle things by having my brothers compete against Liang Jing’s brother in an eating-shit contest. With everyone watching, Liang Jing’s brother trembled with excitement and fainted. My six brothers all refused to acknowledge me as their younger brother, and my emperor father wouldn’t speak to me for three months. At six, I wasn’t as learned as a young eunuch. My greatest joy in life was eating, drinking, and having fun… The emperor looked at me with an expression full of endurance. Oh, and after I turned five, he stopped saying I took after him for a long time. When I was nine, Liang Jing, a year younger than me, wore mourning clothes in front of the coffins of his father and brothers. The boy who had once seemed a little foolish no longer smiled. When I was fifteen, I saw Liang Jing off as he left the capital for the frontier. After that, Liang Jing made a name for himself across the land with his achievement of being the first to scale the enemy walls. Oh, right. I did become emperor in the end. My imperial father had a keen eye. I really was a lot like him. Someone asked me what I wished for. I thought that if I had been born in peaceful times, I’d only want a little spare cash in my hands and a quiet, ordinary life with Liang Jing. If I were born in troubled times, I’d wish for calm seas, clear rivers, and peace throughout the land. Core idea: Saving each other and building a harmonious society together.