The Wolf King Behind the Regent's Powerful Minister

Yin Huai'an had just been promoted to deputy director of the Guidance Research Institute when a bottle of counterfeit liquor sent him straight to a prison cell in the Great Liang dynasty.

His cellmate was supposedly a prince, covered in injuries and imprisoned for defying an imperial decree. From experience, Yin Huai'an could tell he was someone important. If he wanted to get out, he would have to cling to the man's coattails. He diligently kept him company at night and chatted with him every day. Sure enough, the prince soon got him out.

Only after leaving did Yin Huai'an learn that foreigners had invaded Dagu Port. The battle had been a bloodbath, and he was forced to defend the city. Yan Wangchuan was badly wounded, and basin after basin of blood was carried out of the room.

"Get the hemostats! The prince's bleeding won't stop."

His PTSD had become physical, and the sight of blood left him trembling uncontrollably. He could only suppress the reaction by redirecting his thoughts. Looking at the blood, he imagined that Yan Wangchuan wasn't dying, but giving birth...

Maybe it was imprinting, but he could only calm down when he was near Yan Wangchuan. At night, Yan Wangchuan heard him cry out his name in a piercing voice while having nightmares. Did Yin Huai'an care about him that much?

"You kept shouting my name. Were you dreaming that I died?"

Yin Huai'an couldn't bring himself to say that he hadn't dreamed Yan Wangchuan died. He'd dreamed that Yan Wangchuan gave birth, and that the child was theirs...

Thinking of his first time on the battlefield, Yan Wangchuan said:

"Come sleep with me on the bed. You take the inside."

Yin Huai'an hesitated. Yan Wangchuan was clutching his wound, in terrible pain.

"For heaven's sake, get in there! Or do you want me to crawl in?"

The young emperor was still a child, the empress dowager ruled from behind the scenes, powerful enemies threatened the realm, and the court was in disarray. Yin Huai'an watched Yan Wangchuan, despite his grievous injuries, reluctantly stage a coup and take control of the government, weathering suspicion as he painstakingly put the realm back together.

But once the realm was restored, would there be any place left for Yan Wangchuan in this world?

Yin Huai'an grabbed his collar and kissed the blood at the corner of his mouth, his voice barely containing his madness.

"You can't rebel. You can only be this loyal subject, is that it?"

Yan Wangchuan held him tightly, too exhausted to speak. It was the Yan family's fate to stand before countless people in times of danger, with war raging all around them. He had never expected to walk away unscathed. He had simply never imagined that Yin Huai'an would appear at his side.

Fine. Then Yin Huai'an would be the powerful minister standing behind him.

Yin Huai'an reorganized the Ironworks Bureau, manufactured armor, firearms, and smoke grenades, and armed a special forces unit. At the height of his power, he faced the young emperor, who was growing up and becoming increasingly suspicious of Yan Wangchuan. His expression was calm as he said:

"Your Majesty, I have two wishes in this life. First, that every foreign invader be driven out. Second, that Yan Wangchuan live to a ripe old age. If my wishes are not granted, then I am no Yan prince devoted to the throne for generations."

P.S.:

The story will teach you how to make simple composite armor, reactive armor, firearms, and smoke grenades. If you transmigrate after becoming a director, you might be able to get by. It should be easier than making antibiotics. Lessons guaranteed, thank you all, and a bow.

Reading guide:

A powerful couple: the gong is an injured regent, and the shou is a ruthless man who steadily rises to become a powerful minister.

The final book in the Great Liang trilogy. You don't need to read the first two to follow this one.

P.S.: Check out my other concurrently updated novel, After Crashing into a Big Shot's Car. This one is a labor of love, written just for myself.

[Ten-year age gap] [Gentle, mature CEO gong who has your back] [Sunny, energetic, adorable shou] Sweet romance, no angst.

If you like older tops, age gaps, and a powerful gong who's in poor health but spoils his younger love, jump right in.

On his first day in the old town, Lin Zichuan was rear-ended. The culprit, Xia Lang, had just graduated and was driving a little van loaded with Chinese cabbages, looking utterly nervous. Lin Zichuan thought he was a poor kid struggling to make ends meet, but when the young man showed up that evening, he discovered that the supposedly pitiful cabbage seller was the young master of the old town.

The young master was warm and sincere, and President Lin couldn't bring himself to turn him down. So while working from dawn till late at night, he also tagged along with the young master, enjoying his food and drink.

After showing Xia Lang around, Lin Zichuan seemed kind of pitiful to him. He was a big boss, yet had never sheared a sheep, milked one, or even flown a drone. Xia Lang suddenly felt it was his duty to give him an unforgettable vacation.

President Lin, forced to milk a sheep...

Lin's assistant saw the photos and questioned reality. The BOSS got up at five in the morning to answer emails, and the little free time he managed to scrape together was spent milking sheep?

Xia Lang also noticed that Lin Zichuan seemed to have a lucky streak.

"You know, you had just finished drinking Zhengshan Xiaozhong tea this morning when a big boss ordered 300 servings of the finest Zhengshan Xiaozhong this afternoon. You're practically a god of wealth."

Lin's assistant stumbled, forced to bite his tongue. He really wanted to tell Xia Lang that the god of wealth was right in front of him.

The vacation ended early. When Lin Zichuan saw Xia Lang's eyes turn red, a familiar pang of parting sorrow welled up inside him.

Two months later, a phone call came. Xia Lang's voice was still as full of energy as ever.

"Mr. Lin, I'm in Yuncheng. I'm going to start a business."

The young man had come to his city, and he was starting a business. Lin Zichuan was ready to help, and patiently asked:

"What kind of business do you want to start?"

"Maybe a cafe, or a bar? Or a hot pot restaurant. The people in Yuncheng are so nice. I looked online and found lots of people who want to add me on WeChat and go into business with me."

Oh no, the kid didn't seem to have much experience. Lin Zichuan was afraid he'd get swindled the moment he stepped outside. After thinking it over, he decided it might be best to have him intern at his company.

Xia Lang made a grand entrance in the administration department, brimming with enthusiasm. But less than two weeks later, trouble struck. His supervisor told him he'd mishandled a crucial document and cost the company 100 million. The best thing he could do was resign voluntarily. Xia Lang was stunned.

In the CEO's office, Lin Zichuan listened to the trembling Xia Lang explain that he'd cost the company 100 million and was equally stunned. How could the company have lost 100 million without him knowing? And what kind of 100-million project would they have entrusted to Xia Lang? He immediately realized that the kid had been set up to take the fall for someone else.

Forget it. He'd keep the kid by his side and teach him personally. From then on, Xia became his special assistant.

Theme: Learn math, physics, and chemistry, and you can make your way anywhere in the world.