Northern Song Dynasty: I Really Don't Want to Be the Emperor

I, Zhao Han, traveled through time and became the seventh generation grandson of Taizu of the Song Dynasty. I originally wanted to be a wealthy idler, draw pictures of animals with animal ears, make small inventions, and enjoy financial freedom a thousand years in advance. However, this generation of teammates really can't lead them! His uncle, Song Huizong, was extremely artistic and had no ability to govern the country. I presented the comic strip of Beast Ear Girl just to build a good relationship and get an official position, but he backhandedly thrust me into the prison as a general! In order to have money, I ran away to Jiangnan to make perfume and colored glaze. Unexpectedly, I became the richest man in the Song Dynasty! The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, headed by Cai Jing, were all talented. They gave gifts to those who were weak and made money when they could. I just wanted to live a better life within the rules, but I was forced to become the best partner of the "Six Thieves". I felt heartbroken even when the gift was given to me! Seeing that the Jin people were about to go south, I thought about running away... No, I wanted to go to the frontier to serve the country! I wanted to catch a fish on the battlefield, but I accidentally lost 2,000 to 80,000. I was inexplicably made the king, and also got the military governor of three towns! I just want to save my life, you have to force me to perform meritorious service! Xixia jumped off the beam, and I took out the artillery and flintlock gun. I wanted to try my best, but ended up bulldozing his hometown. When the Jin soldiers marched south, I went to save the place. I wanted to repel them, but in the end they were wiped out. Qin Zong insisted on making me the "Generalissimo of the World's Soldiers and Horses"... But I have already hid in Chenqiao, so I just need to rest for one night! Just one night! When I woke up the next day, the yellow robe was already draped on me. Yue Fei's group of killers led an army of 100,000 to kneel down and shout, "Long live!" I held the flintlock gun in my hand, looked at the yellow robe on my body, looked up to the sky, and wanted to cry without tears.