Am I Really the Chief Minister?

A good-for-nothing young master transmigrates into a book one day and gets bound to the Chief Minister System.

System: Host, let's take over the world and become the strongest! We'll crush the male lead under our feet!

Bottom: O.o

I'm going to be Chief Minister? For real?

The System realizes its mistake and is horrified: Wait, wait! Wasn't I supposed to bind to some overpowered genius who excels in both scholarship and martial arts, and can rattle off historical strategies on demand?

The bottom is horrified right along with it: But I barely scraped 400 points across seven subjects! I graduated and went home to live off my parents!

System and bottom: We're doomed!!!

The bottom looks at the traditional characters in his hand, which he can't understand at all, and the sinister young emperor across from him. His hands shake, and he feels like crying.

According to the attendants at the Chief Minister's residence, mournful cries can be heard from the Chief Minister's room in the middle of the night. The servants commiserate, assuming some poor fellow has been punished by the Chief Minister. The man truly is terrifying.

*

In this dynasty, corrupt ministers run rampant and the court is in chaos. The worst of them is the current Chief Minister, who rules with an iron fist and holds all political power in his hands.

The righteous officials are furious and ashamed to be associated with him. At a banquet, one of them rolls up his sleeve and reports to the emperor, listing his many crimes with tears streaming down his face. He cries out about the people's suffering, and how the people of the nine provinces have been left homeless by the floods, while the imperial capital still sings and dances as if nothing were wrong. It is truly tragic!

The assembled officials hold their breath and sneak glances at the tall bamboo chair beside the emperor's throne, where someone sits alone.

The current Chief Minister wears a blue robe, his hair black as ink. His fingertips tap lightly on the chair as he props up his head and dozes. His beautiful face is neither angry nor sad; his lips are naturally red, and their corners form a straight line, as though he can hardly be bothered to look at the loyal officials below.

But inside, the bottom is screaming: What flood? Why haven't I heard about this? What do I do now? Aaaah! QAQ

System: I don't know either! Aaaaaah!

*

Surrounded by a crowd of cunning people with more tricks up their sleeves than ants, the bottom keeps a stone face during the day and frantically studies books at night.

The bottom is at his wit's end. He has never worked this hard in his life. He's so tired, he wants to cry and give up.

System: Don't do that, Host! If you give up, someone will seize the chance to take you down! You'll be exiled, subjected to death by a thousand cuts, or torn apart by five horses!

How terrifying!

The bottom picks up the books he threw aside, wipes away his tears, and keeps studying.

The next day, dark circles shadow his eyes, and his whole body radiates gloom. The officials are uneasy. What has made the Chief Minister unhappy this time?

*

The young son of the Great General Zhenyuan returns to court. There, he realizes that the people are bowing not to the young emperor on the throne, but to the Chief Minister, who has been "granted a seat" beside it.

The top openly challenges him, and the evil Chief Minister punishes him by making him a sweeper in the courtyard.

Day one: the top is furious.

Day two: the top can't figure out, no matter how much he thinks about it, why someone is always heard quietly crying in the Chief Minister's room.

Day xx: the top's subordinates finally persuade the Chief Minister to let the top leave his residence.

The top lowers his head before the Chief Minister, his voice full of hurt. "Are you really going to send me away, my lord...?"

The bottom's waist and stomach are limp after last night's excessive passion. He grits his teeth and kicks him. "Get as far away from me as you can!"

Top: "Your servant did take matters into his own hands, but yesterday my lord was clearly enjoying it too..."

The bottom turns bright red. "Shut up!!!"

**

The future of our Great Qian rests on you!

Bottom: But... (sniffles) I'm illiterate! (sniffles) I can't even read the characters! TT

This novel is also known as: "A History of Rising Through the Court," "My Years as Chief Minister," "Keep Writing That Nonsense in Your Memorials and I'll Strip You of Your Post," "Can an Illiterate Person Become Chief Minister?" "Secrets of Great Qian: An In-Depth Look at the Current Chief Minister's Scandalous History," "The Art of Success: Binding the Wrong Host Isn't the End of the World: A Former System Shares Its Valuable Experience," and "How I Motivated My Host to Save the Dynasty: One Hundred Tricks Every Successful System Must Learn"

*The cover uses a template.

Theme: You have to fight for love yourself