The Usurper’s Son-in-Law

Good news: I transmigrated and became a prince consort.

Bad news: The princess has decided to divorce me.

The brothel is at my door demanding payment, and the emperor's birthday is fast approaching.

What should Yun Zhuo, thrown out with nothing, do?

No problem. Have you ever heard of a freeloader?

Classical masterpieces, Tang poems, and Song lyrics are my tools for making money.

Sun Tzu's Art of War and the Six Secret Teachings are my trump cards for conquering the world.

What, you say the Rouran are skilled horse archers and will raid south to steal my silver? Then why do they sing and dance so merrily in front of my guns and cannons?

You say the Western Regions' kingdoms think highly of themselves and have always treated people from the Central Plains as servants and laborers. Then why are the princesses of all eighteen kingdoms scrambling to become my bedwarmers?

Zhao Qingyao, Princess of Jinyang of Great Shang: Oh, the divorce was just an excuse to spur my husband to improve.

Gao Wanling, a tiger-hearted daughter of a military family: Victory and defeat are commonplace in war, but that's just an excuse ordinary people use to comfort themselves. For my husband Yun Zhuo, victory, victory, victory, and more victory are commonplace in war.

Gu Hongxiu, the greatest courtesan under heaven: It's not that I love money. I just love the generosity Yun-lang shows when he spends a fortune on me.

Civil and military officials, foreign envoys, and the common people: Please welcome the Grand Marshal of All Armies, Martial Saint, Sage of Poetry, God of Wealth, God of Agriculture, God of Herdsmen, strongest carbon-based life-form, the world's number one playboy, Prince Consort Yun Zhuo!

The old emperor: There isn't room for all these people in my throne hall.

Yun Zhuo glanced up at the white-haired old emperor on the dragon throne. "With the gods above as my witnesses, old man, I ask you to decline the throne three times before yielding it."