
Great Song: Shh, I’m Really Not the Crown Prince
大宋:嘘,我真不是太子
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- Historical
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- Song-Yuan-Ming Dynasties
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Well, the writing style is creative, but it's a bit too pretentious. It tends to write in a vague and rambling way, and without a main plot, it feels very disorganized. The protagonist's reactions are also a bit affected and fake.
The idea is good, but it feels a bit disorganized.
The protagonist's background could actually be set as Emperor Renzong's son, abandoned by his biological mother and raised by Empress Cao. However, during the Kunning Palace Incident, he was taken away by a palace maid and ended up among the common people. Because of Empress Cao's outstanding performance during the rebellion, Zhao Zhen became wary of her, and coupled with the loss of his son, even began to suspect her.
This is such a self-indulgent novel. You can read it as a mindless thrill ride without thinking. The protagonist is inexplicably sentimental, inexplicably solves cases, and inexplicably everyone is willing to die for him. At the beginning, Yang's brother is murdered, and he mistakenly believes the protagonist is the killer.
The emperor's family values bloodline. They would never acknowledge a son without solid evidence. They would rather adopt a member of the imperial clan than acknowledge someone without any proof. This novel is really addictive. I usually don't comment on novels I don't read, but I couldn't resist this one.
After reading twenty chapters, I'm still completely confused. The protagonist's "golden finger" after time travel is the obsession of the victims after solving a case, or rather, the truth, but it can only be used to revive some fossils, which are actually modern items: a thermos, a lighter, a recipe book. And that thermos is a tattered, secondhand one.
The Sanjiang system is really unreasonable. People are scrambling to get into the light novel section of the urban area, but people of this caliber can get into the history section.
The more I read, the more something felt off. When I read this type of novel, I want to see how the protagonist rewrites Chinese history after becoming emperor, not just endless stories of princes, harems, and melodramatic romance. As for the female lead, I've already worn through my slippers with my toes.
It's so awkward to watch, it's all so disjointed. In summary, the author wants to use some special writing techniques to create suspense and surprise, such as playing with words and writing about things that appear out of nowhere. But readers are helpless. You don't explain anything clearly, and you just write whatever comes to mind.
This is so stupid. This opening scene, with a poor man hanging himself with ice, in September, in ancient times.