The Second Generation Emperor's Hectic Daily Life (Infrastructure)

Huo Jinyu transmigrated. Gender: female. Occupation: prince. When she arrived, the original owner was only five years old and had been a prince for less than a year. There was nothing particularly complicated about the original owner's identity. She had become a "prince" entirely legitimately. Because her father, Huo Yan, formerly known as Huo Shitou, had become the founding emperor, posthumously known as Emperor Jingyuan. At the end of the Wei dynasty, the population had been nearly halved. Officials and merchants colluded, the people lived in hardship, and natural disasters struck one after another. The people were displaced, and heroes rose up in rebellion. In the end, Emperor Jingyuan subdued the four corners of the realm and unified the land. With the realm finally at peace, there was at last time to recover and rebuild, and many people breathed a sigh of relief. Huo Jinyu thought she'd enjoy being an ancient prince for a while, too. And then... Emperor Jingyuan invested nearly thirty princes with fiefs in one fell swoop. His brothers, the meritorious men who had fought alongside him, as well as their sons and nephews, all got a share. Huo Jinyu froze! Good heavens! She might be a prince now, but was this really okay? Emperor Jingyuan declared, "As long as you brothers stand united, you can surely protect the lands of the Jing dynasty." Huo Jinyu looked at the brothers around her and could only laugh. Come on, she had no idea her cheap dad was this naive! Naive? Emperor Jingyuan looked at the little "prince" his beloved wife had borne him, watching her make a fuss beside him. He found it rather amusing. Besides, if she wanted to become a prince with a fief someday, he'd save a prosperous place for her. If she didn't, that was even simpler. Huo Jinyu never imagined that this cross-dressing female prince could rise even higher and ascend the throne. Looking at the mess her cheap dad had left behind, she immediately developed an even worse headache. A severe drought and locust plague in the west, floods in the south, unrest along the northern frontier... and all those princes with fiefs. Was she supposed to become a ruler who lost the country and be cursed for generations? Sigh! Being the child of an emperor really was no easy job! Things had reached this point, so all she could do was roll up her sleeves and get to work! The court officials discovered that although the new emperor was young, she had plenty of ideas. They watched her control floods, reform the bureaucracy, build seaports, find better seeds... turn sand into glass, produce sturdy cement for city defenses, make driverless carriages, and create sky lanterns that could carry people... Everyone marveled that Heaven's mandate must belong to the Jing dynasty. They had thought the dynasty would split apart after Emperor Jingyuan's death, but who could have expected another Huo Jinyu to emerge? The entire court had absolute faith in the new emperor. If one day she claimed to be a deity, they would believe her without a doubt. And then... They discovered that the new emperor was actually a woman! The court officials were horrified. They exchanged bewildered looks, as if to say, This has to be a joke! Huo Jinyu asked curiously, "Is the fact that I'm a woman really more astonishing than my being a deity?" The officials: ... No. Both are astonishing. Still, regardless of whether His Majesty was a man or a woman, choosing consorts was essential for the sake of the realm. Only the candidates would have to change. Some people who heard the news from court pointed at themselves in confusion, their minds going blank. "Consort?!" The famously refined and unflappable Xie Shaoyu, the gentleman of the Xie family, turned grim. "They wouldn't dare!" If anyone dared put a name forward, he wouldn't mind playing King Yama and making a mark in the Book of Life and Death. The political system is a hodgepodge, stitched together as needed, and the setting is fictional. Just enjoy the story. There is a male lead. Coming soon: The Eldest Princess Wei Liu Yao transmigrated one day into the body of a newborn princess. At the time, she was the only princess in the palace, and was showered with affection. Her mother was only a low-ranking consort, but was favored and doted on her deeply. Except... Her mother was Wei Zifu. Her maternal uncle was Wei Qing, Grand Marshal and General-in-Chief of the Western Han. Her cousin was Huo Qubing, Grand Marshal, General of the Cavalry, and Marquis of Champion of the Western Han. That's right, her biological father was Emperor Wu of Han. Liu Yao looked at the handsome young emperor holding her high in the air, his face full of affection. This was the renowned Emperor Wu of Han, who crushed the Xiongnu, expanded into the Western Regions, and created the Silk Road... Remembering that in his old age, he had "neglected the people to seek out spirits and gods"... Most importantly, her mother's fate and that of her future little brother, the crown prince, were also a concern. Liu Yao pressed her tiny hand to her forehead, feeling a headache coming on. "What are you doing, A Yao?" Emperor Wu of Han was amused by the baby's childish gesture. Liu Yao sighed deeply. "I'm wondering how Father can avoid turning out badly." Emperor Wu of Han: ... Also known as: How Can Father Avoid Turning Out Badly? Coming soon: The Supporting Female Character's Guide to Saving the World Zhuo Shengyue became the black-moonlight supporting female character in a xianxia novel, a woman who was constantly courting death. She had looks, talent, and a powerful background. The only problem was her pettiness. She could have followed the path of an invincible heroine, but instead she fought the female lead for attention and got tangled up in a melodramatic rivalry for a man's favor. In the end, she was framed, abandoned by everyone, and cast into the Demon Realm. By the time Zhuo Shengyue arrived, the character's part in the story was already over. To outsiders, she was dead, so there was no need to dwell on her past. "Oh." Zhuo Shengyue listened to the System's consolation with an impassive face. If her story was already over, what was she doing here? It was as if she were already dead. What was she supposed to do... Of course... save the world. According to the System, a great calamity would strike this world five hundred years from now. The Heavenly Dao would collapse, all living things would suffer, and immortals, demons, humans, and monsters alike would be doomed across the four seas and eight wildernesses. If Zhuo Shengyue could save the world, she would attain the Dao and live forever. System: Other cultivators spend their whole lives striving, making magical treasures, refining elixirs, and braving secret realms, yet they can't attain the Dao even after thousands of years. You're from another world and managed it in just five hundred years. You should be happy. Zhuo Shengyue: "You mean I'll be dead by then." System: ... Zhuo Shengyue: "Back home, living to a hundred is already a huge ambition. Five hundred years is a windfall. I'm quite satisfied." System: ...What do I do when my Host gives up?! Of course, Zhuo Shengyue was only saying that. Who wouldn't want to live forever and roam freely across heaven and earth, given the chance? Five hundred years was hardly enough. However, the very first step toward saving the world led her straight into a brick wall. She found a blind cultivator in the Demon Realm. He had lost his memory and was quite handsome, but too frail to care for himself. Zhuo Shengyue could put up with all of that, since the System had told her to save him. But the System hadn't mentioned that he was crazy. To keep him from acting up, Zhuo Shengyue decided it would be better if he stayed blind. She said coolly, "To heal your eyes, I have to use my family's secret technique. When I first began learning it, I swore before my ancestors that I would teach it only to family." Chu San (she had found him on the third day of the month) gracefully clasped his hands and bowed. "Godmother!" "..." Zhuo Shengyue's temple throbbed. If Chu San had called her "wife," she would have thought him normal. Zhuo Shengyue expressionlessly pulled two calming talismans from her robe. She stuck one on herself and gave him the other. "Good boy. Here's your red envelope." At least she wasn't losing out. Theme: In the face of danger, responsibility is our only choice.