Wang Shen had been a spoiled wastrel for over a decade. Shortly before coming of age, he closed his eyes, opened them, and found himself ten years in the future as Wei Shengqian, a straight-talking official who had risked his life remonstrating with the emperor. The original owner had offended the most powerful treacherous minister at court and, to avoid being humiliated, had killed himself in a dark, damp prison.
Wang Shen opened his eyes wide at the rat by his feet and the sour leftovers beside him.
Oh, great.
He could do time under someone else's name, taking over their identity and their prison sentence.
The treacherous minister's lackey approached with a cruel grin, clutching a leather whip soaked in chili water. "Wei Shengqian, if you don't say something Master Wang wants to hear, this whip is going to..."
Wait! Hold on! Don't get worked up!
This powerful minister who rules the court is apparently named Wang Shen, courtesy name Zhuoquan. And that's none other than me, ten years from now! Small world!
Well, I know exactly what he wants to hear!
Wang Shen, wearing Wei Shengqian's face, cleared his throat. "If you can't win my heart, you'll hurt my body. It all began when an innocent young man, as delicate as a little white flower in the wind, was mercilessly plucked by a cruel hand..."
As Wei Shengqian revealed that Minister Wang talked in his sleep and called for his mother, and had a red mole on his right buttock, the story of the cruel hand plucking the flower became increasingly believable. Wei Shengqian's stage for spreading rumors about the treacherous minister moved from the prison to the imperial court, where he told his tales vividly and captivatingly.
Wei Shengqian lowered his eyes and dabbed at his tears, pressing a hand to his stomach. "And so, if I were a woman, I'd have gotten pregnant with that treacherous minister's child by now."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man in a solemn purple robe.
He looked up.
Wang Shen: "Go on. I'm listening."
*A sudden flash of inspiration. I wanted to try writing a silly story. I may revise the blurb as I refine the outline later. 2024.02.09
Theme: Always keep the heart of a child.