Don't Choose Me, I'm Really Not Renjun

Shen Qingye, male, 28 years old, advertising planner, a social animal among social animals. When he wakes up, he transforms into the deposed prince of the Zhou Dynasty. With no power, no money, and no backing, the pot in the East Palace Branch is still leaking. He only wants three things: making money, finding a way, and returning to modern times. So His Majesty the Crown Prince set up a food stall at the entrance of the East Palace. Sell ​​wild vegetable soup, sell hot pot, and sell some fresh things that others have never eaten. Result—— The eldest prince accused him of setting up a stall that was unseemly. After the emperor tasted the dishes, he issued an order: Double the amount of money in the East Palace, and the stall could be set up as he pleased. The Queen Mother drank his soup and praised him for his filial piety. The court officials heard that he did not fight for power and praised him for his kindness. The people saw him as down-to-earth and said that the prince was a wise man. Even the eldest prince who originally wanted to kill him began to wonder: Is this useless prince playing a big game of chess? Shen Qingye: Please, don't choose me. I'm really not Renjun, I just want to go home. But no one believed it. The civil and military officials throughout the dynasty praised him more and more enthusiastically, and the emperor looked at him more and more like a wise king. The dragon chair was right in front, so I just asked him to sit on it. Shen Qingye: Wait, where is my court uniform? Sold.