Stop Making Trouble, Your Highness the Crown Prince

Zuge, who had just received the admission notice for a master's degree in physics, was "glued" to the Chu Dynasty because of a plate of uneaten dumplings, and became the newly born eldest son of the emperor. I thought I was getting a cool script about "a man from science and technology builds a nation through science and technology, and becomes a mascot prince": he makes inventions, mixes gunpowder, makes glass, leads the idle prince and uncle to have fun all over the capital, and dotes the aloof queen's own mother into a "son and daughter". Until that day, the counselor of the second prince, who was full of "emperor's wisdom" and was familiar with "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", appeared in front of him. Zug discovered that the laws of physics are so fragile in front of the human heart. "Your Highness, energy is conserved. If you want to save some people, you have to kill others." "I won't. Give me a fulcrum, and I can move the whole country." "It's a pity, Your Highness, your fulcrum is broken." This is the story of a master of science and engineering who tried to use physics to fight against the feudal imperial power, and finally overturned the throne. ... Many years later, heavy snow filled the East Palace. Zug held the blood-stained sword and looked at the supreme position, but what he was thinking about was: "Mom, are the dumplings cold?"