I Will Be an Official in the Ming Dynasty

My name is Feng Boring, and I don't want to be a god. Because of an accidental fortune-telling experience, I ran into Mao Xiang's pocket and became the chief think tank of the first Jinyiwei commander of the Ming Dynasty. I don't feel honored, because Mao Xiang is really too naughty. It wasn't until the emperor discovered it, dug it into my side, and stuffed it into Qin Tian Prison that I didn't know what it meant to regret. The ancients said: People should believe in the way of heaven, and if they follow it, they will prosper. The emperor also said: He is the emperor who is destined to be destined by heaven, and his monarchy is granted by heaven. But I feel that 'Heaven' really has no status! Qin Tian Jian upholds the will of God. I am Qin Tian Jian Cheng, an out-and-out heavenly official, but my life is not as happy as living happily in Jinyiwei. The department I work in is the only place in the entire Ming Dynasty where resignations, transfers, inter-department promotions, future generations are not allowed to change careers, or retirement and return to hometown are not allowed. Even if one's parents die, they are not eligible to attend funerals and observe filial piety. "Your Majesty, the sky is high and the sky is high. I want to see it." "Speak humanly!" "The world is so big, I want to see it." "I heard that there are stars in the sky and kingdoms on the earth. With that said, please watch the sky at night, dear, and take a good look wherever you want to see." "... Your Majesty, I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not." "Stop talking, don't you want to hear it, and the secret must not be leaked?" "... MMP!"