From Farmer's Son to Chief Minister

Zhao Fengnian transmigrated to ancient times. Looking at his family's utter poverty, Zhao Fengnian fell silent.

The house leaked wind, the padded jackets were stuffed with straw, and there wasn't a grain of rice to be seen in the congee.

With no other choice, Zhao Fengnian had to pick himself back up to survive: farm the land, provide for his family, and take the imperial examinations.

And before he knew it, he had become the chief minister of the dynasty.

Later generations said: “The Great Xia Dynasty lasted fifteen hundred years, and Zhao Fengnian deserves half the credit.”

Later historical records stated: “Among the great Xia, the wealth of Minister Zhao was unmatched. No nation could compare.”

A little scene:

Everyone knew that Lord Zhao was frugal by nature. At banquets, he never touched the chicken soup, preferring pickled cabbage.

Even at imperial banquets, there would be a bowl of pickled cabbage on Lord Zhao's table, personally prepared by the imperial chef.

Colleague: “No wonder Lord Zhao is the head of all officials. He is truly a role model for us all.”

Lord Zhao: “Actually, my family raised too many chickens when I was a child. I drank so much chicken soup that now even the sight of it makes me want to throw up.”

Please add my next upcoming novel, Transmigrated as a Cannon Fodder, Forced to Ascend the Throne, to your collection!

Zhou Qixiu transmigrated into a book. In the story, he was a vassal prince, but he couldn't be happy about it, because he and his vassal state were both cannon fodder.

The imperial court was doing everything it could to strip the vassal princes of their power. The prince next door was fighting another prince over territory, and the one beyond him was plotting a rebellion to usurp the throne.

Zhou Qixiu huddled in his tiny, shabby state, trembling alongside the people.

To escape the fate of having his home and country destroyed, Zhou Qixiu could only roll up his sleeves and get to work alongside the people.

Stockpile grain, build high walls, and don't declare yourself king!

Increase grain production, raise pigs, horses, cattle, and sheep, train the militia, and secretly make weapons.

But later, Zhou Qixiu and the people realized that as the fighting went on, everyone else had somehow disappeared.

So? Was it time to declare himself king and ascend the throne?

Theme: People can overcome fate. Roll up your sleeves and get to work.

[Reader's guide]

1. This is a fictional setting with many original details. Historical accuracy buffs, please stay away.

2. These are familiar old tropes. The author's feelings are fragile, so if you don't like it, please move on without telling me.

3. There will be a female lead, but she appears late.

4. The early chapters focus on family life and everyday routines.

5. The author's writing is limited, and I'm bad at writing blurbs, so please bear with me.

Theme: Only hard work brings rewards.