Your Generations Have Wielded Blades, So How Did You Become a Sage of Letters?

He has just transmigrated into the body of the heir to the Marquis of Might when his father holds a blade to his neck, nearly killing him.

The Zhao family has wielded blades for generations, and his father hates civil officials above all else. But by a twist of fate, his previous self bought himself a fourth-rank post as Junior Guardian of the Heir Apparent!

His own father chases him down three whole streets with a horse-chopping saber! The whole city is waiting to see his head roll.

The First Prince sets a trap, the Prime Minister's son mocks him, and even the Rakshasa Princess thinks he's useless.

But no one expects this spoiled heir, whom everyone looks down on, to turn things around one step at a time, starting with a palindrome poem!

His poetry shocks the world, his writing safeguards the nation, and his political schemes plunge the court into turmoil!

Since you insist on driving me to the brink, I'll trample over corpses and fight my way to the pinnacle of literary sainthood!

And while I'm at it, I'll win the Rakshasa Princess for myself!