I Am a Dragon. Is a Ninth-Rank Official Post Really Too Much to Ask?

[The main story is complete, with bonus chapters still coming!] Yuan Rutan was the last dragon from the primordial era. By the time he hatched, the world had changed beyond recognition. To be cautious, Yuan Rutan disguised himself as a human. Over a dozen years, he grew from a baby into a graceful young man. But Yuan Rutan couldn’t keep putting up with it. What kind of miserable life was this? The village head bullied people, the clans closed ranks, the officials were cruel, and the county magistrate was corrupt... Outraged, and having discovered that nothing in the human world could threaten him, he revealed his true form and headed straight for the capital to demand justice from the human emperor! * Fu Sui had seized the throne illegitimately, and the old ministers had insulted him time and again. Fu Sui had beheaded the people who scolded him, one after another. He thought that if he focused on being a good emperor, the complaining would die down. But seven years after he took the throne, disasters struck every year. An ill omen hung in the sky, and more and more people opposed him. The ministers joined forces and demanded that he write an edict taking responsibility for his crimes. Fatigue mingled in Fu Sui’s dark eyes. He silently agreed. On the eve of the sacrificial ceremony, Fu Sui offered incense and prayed: If Heaven would give him a good omen, he was willing to do anything that wasn’t too unreasonable. At the ceremony, the emperor stood atop the altar. In an instant, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder boomed. The ministers dropped to their knees, crying that this was a sign of great misfortune. But then the clouds parted, and golden light streamed for miles. An ancient true dragon, almost identical to the one in the paintings, soared out and coiled around the emperor. The ministers were stunned. They bowed and cried out, “The true dragon’s chosen emperor!” But on the altar, Fu Sui thought of the prayer he had made the night before. He had no idea what ambition this true dragon might have. Then a young voice rang out in Fu Sui’s mind. “I am a true dragon. Giving me a ninth-rank official post wouldn’t be unreasonable, would it?” Fu Sui: ? Bonus scenes: (I) The chief eunuch noticed a lump under the covers on the imperial dragon bed and snapped, “Insolent! Who dares climb into the imperial bed?” Yuan Rutan poked his head out sleepily, confused. “The dragon bed? Isn’t it a dragon’s bed, so it’s my bed?” The chief eunuch: ... (II) Yuan Rutan bit the emperor’s finger. The chief eunuch cried, “You dare injure the emperor!” Yuan Rutan: ? He looked himself over. “The dragon is healthy. He isn’t hurt.” The chief eunuch: ... How strange. Humans are always stealing the dragon’s title. (Actually, the chief eunuch wouldn’t dare be so brazen.) * True dragon bottom × emperor top. A sleepy, muddle-headed bottom who knows little about the world and an overbearing, fatherly top. * Ignoring the time spent in the egg, this is an older-top pairing with a twelve-year age gap. * The top and bottom are not perfect protagonists. Their personalities and actions have flaws shaped by their era and personal experiences. * Romance-focused, with lots of affectionate moments between the couple. There is a career plot too, but this isn’t a power-fantasy story about a great hero. The bottom is innocent and naive. * Both are devoted to each other in body and mind. The top has no harem. * Not a pregnancy story. The protagonists have no children. Blurb written October 8, 2024. ******Author’s upcoming story****** How Easy It Is to Handle a Strict Older Brother [Older Top] Blurb: Yue Bai escaped his birth family, thinking he was about to make a fresh start. But traces of his older brother were everywhere. He still couldn’t bring himself to go to bed after 10 p.m. When he slept, he could always hear footsteps, as if someone were opening his bedroom door to tuck him in. He hated his brother! He hated the man who kept him on such a tight leash! His brother had every detail about him committed to memory: what he ate and wore, his height, weight, blood type, and every other statistic. He had no privacy! He was a bird trapped in a cage. His brother had raised him single-handedly, feeding him formula and teaching him to talk and walk. From infancy until he got into college, his brother had been there every step of the way. Even in college, the campus buildings had been donated by his brother, the scholarship for his major was named after him, and the company where he interned belonged to his brother. Had he really escaped? Yue Bai realized something: even if his body had gotten away, his soul would remain trapped in his brother’s palm forever. If he wanted to break free, he would have to shatter that mental prison himself. The one who gives more emotionally is the one who is easier to control. If that was the case, why should he be afraid? He could provoke his brother. Surely his brother wouldn’t actually beat him to death, would he? He had been obedient since childhood, swallowing every grievance. But if he cried against his brother’s chest after growing up, surely that would soften his heart? It seemed to work. He wiped away his tears and put on an obedient act. “Hey, can you take me to the amusement park?” It had been his childhood dream. “Hey, I want to make a game. Can you give me some money?” With just a few sweet words, he pried hundreds of millions in funding from his brother. Turns out, handling him was that easy. *A strict, old-fashioned chairman top × a rebellious hothouse flower bottom. * Content warning: The older brother is extremely, extremely controlling. * The younger brother is still growing up, and both will grow together. * Ten-year age gap. The younger brother was adopted shortly after birth; they are not blood-related. * Screenshot taken November 19, 2024. Theme: No matter what situation you find yourself in, you must keep striving.