The Number One Power-Hungry Official

[The blurb may be revised. Saved and screenshotted on 2024.2.2]

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Shang Heyu, the most powerful minister and the biggest madman of the Tianshun Dynasty, died at the hands of the young emperor he had raised himself.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, and had taken a trip to the 21st century. He closed them once more, opened them again, and found himself back in the Tianshun Dynasty, three years later.

Shang Heyu: Excellent. Then let's make the Tianshun Dynasty change hands once more :)

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Emperor Yuanshou hated Teacher Shang to the core.

Even destroying his body and executing his entire clan wasn't enough. He had to lock the sole surviving younger generation of the clan in the palace and torment him.

As it happens, that person was Shang Heyu himself.

Snow fell thickly. Beneath a plum tree, a beauty's eyes were covered with white silk. As he turned, snowflakes kissed his shoulders.

"My dear Shang, don't catch a chill."

The pale lips of the white-robed beauty parted with a quiet cough. As he turned, the ankle chain hidden beneath his hem jingled. "Oh? I thought Your Majesty wanted to freeze me to death."

Emperor Yuanshou thought for a moment. "That would be more convenient."

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Later.

Shang Heyu leaned against the hot spring, blood flowing endlessly from his lips. The young emperor held a miraculous medicine to his mouth, but Shang casually knocked it away. The only pill of its kind in the world dissolved in the spring water in an instant.

Shang Heyu closed his eyes peacefully. "Your Majesty, go. Let me die by myself."

Emperor Yuanshou was shaken to the core. With trembling hands, he drew the emperor's sword, placed it in Shang's hand, and pressed it against his own chest. "My dear Shang, you may not leave alone. You must take me with you."

Theme: Have the courage to be true to yourself, and stand upright