In 1785, in Songkhla Province, on the southern border of Siam (Thailand), the air was thick with the blood and dampness of war. Wu Zhijie, an ordinary office worker, unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of the son of a Chinese city lord. From then on, he embarked on a journey to change his family's fate and revive the glory of the Chinese in Southeast Asia. It all began with the war before him.

The most tragic thing in history is not marrying the wrong man or choosing the wrong profession, but choosing the wrong master.

Thanks to her foolish master, Mi Xiaoqi accidentally traveled to the body of a little white cat, and even more tragically landed on top of the bed of Prince Bei Gongyan.

She was trapped by the overbearing prince and intended to escape.

Well, she was caught and locked on the bed...

[There is already a high-quality fanfiction of "Do You Know?"]

You ask who I am?

In the eyes of officials, he is a loyal, upright, good and wise minister; in the eyes of civil servants, he is a wise minister who creates "rule by effortless effort"; in the eyes of the people, he is the creator of a prosperous era.

Even though he entered the cabinet six times, served as prime minister five times, supported the emperor four times, and served as regent three times, he carried the emperor on his back and entrusted the country to the care of the young emperor.

However, Jiang Zhao still missed the original title...Little Minister!

In a trance, Jiang Zhao dreamed that a sage was ruling the country with only two people in the cabinet, one was responsible for drafting bills, and the other was responsible for approving them.

The two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all carried on his shoulders!

I am not a prime minister, but a photographer!

Throughout history, no king has been superior to Xiang, no general to Li, and no prime minister to Jiang. --History of Zhou

Oh, vast sky, who is this person?

.......

[No time travel and rebirth] [Pure palace fighting] [The heroine is not tempted]

Jin Yue, the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, was chosen by the queen as a spy and married to the current crown prince as a concubine.

The moment she entered the Eastern Palace, she understood that there was only interest between her and Zhongli Jin, and there could not be the slightest bit of love between them.

After sixteen years in the deep palace, what remains is no longer the spoiled and willful legitimate daughter, but the mistress of the harem who has cut off all emotions and love and is obsessed with fame and fortune.

Mini-theater: When his time is up and Zhongli Jin is lying on his deathbed, he gazes at Jin Yue, whose face remains unchanged: "A hundred years from now, when you come to my side, I will slowly make it up to you."

Jin Yue was slightly startled, then smiled quietly: "If we can't love and understand each other in life, why should we be tied together after death?"

Zhongli Jin's fiery gaze instantly cooled. He stared at Jin Yue closely and said in surprise, "You are my queen. You should be buried with me after death."

Jin Yue whispered, "I don't want to."

"It was neither my own wish nor the Emperor's wish for me to enter the Eastern Palace. It was already a mistake, so why should I continue to make it after my death?"

"Let's part ways and live happily ever after."

“I can choose any son of the imperial family, and I dare to say this even in front of His Majesty.”

She was noble, aloof, and looked down on all living beings; nothing and no one in the world could move her.

Until she encountered that cup of top-quality pre-rain Longjing tea.

He knelt down and pleaded for leniency for the corrupt minister, saying, "His crimes should not extend to his wife and children."

The officials were grateful for the Crown Prince's benevolence.

Only she knew that he was the one who exposed the crime, and that the position of Minister was taken over by his people.

He pleaded for the prince suspected of treason: "My second brother is filial and fraternal; I do not believe he is so rebellious."

The imperial clan praised the Crown Prince for his deep affection.

Only she knew that he had orchestrated the rebellion, and that his efforts were merely a cover-up to ensure that the irrefutable evidence would be overshadowed by others who would take the blame.

He personally tasted the medicine for the ailing emperor and served him at his bedside, saying, "I will not eat for a day until my father recovers."

The people were moved: the Crown Prince was filial and righteous.

Only she knew that he was the one who administered the poison, and that he personally tasted the medicine to prevent His Majesty from waking up so soon...

He was gentle and harmless to her: "Ka ka ka... Xihe, although I am weak, I can give you everything you need."

"..." Weak? He certainly didn't know that she had witnessed him take the heads of three people with a single sword strike. "Stop pretending, Your Highness."

He suppressed his frail appearance, his gaze deep and intense: "No matter how many choices you have, in the end, it can only be me."

This story is also known as "The Crown Prince and His Wife Holding the Script Upside Down" and "The Crown Prince's Daily Life of Tea and Tea."

Lin Xuan never expected to wake up in the game world he created—especially not as a doomed survivor of the fallen dynasty, marked for death in just a few years by the rebellion of the five Kings. Determined to rewrite his fate, Lin Xuan hatches a desperate escape plan.

His unlikely partner in this scheme? Zhao Yuehan, an unassuming official from the Ministry of Commerce. However, there’s a twist: Zhao Yuehan is not only disguised as a man but also alarmingly calm in the face of Lin Xuan’s constant cries of impending doom.

“Brother Zhao, the Empress Dowager will die soon. Let’s run away together!”

“Brother Zhao, the five Kings are about to rebel. Let’s run away together!”

“Brother Zhao, the Empress herself will die soon. Let’s—run away together!”

However, Zhao Yuehan seems far more interested in Lin Xuan’s surprisingly accurate knowledge of national affairs, forcing him to answer questions he’d rather dodge. Little does he know that Zhao Yuehan’s true identity is far more explosive than he could ever imagine.

When the legendary Empress Ji Handan—alive, powerful, and very much not dead—suddenly confronts Lin Xuan, she drops a bombshell:

“I’m the Empress you claimed would die soon, and you even suggested I run away with you! Care to explain that, Lin Xuan?”

Now caught between the looming rebellion, Zhao Yuehan’s sharp intellect, and the Empress’s undeniable authority, Lin Xuan must navigate a web of political intrigue, hidden identities, and his wildly unpredictable destiny.

There are fifty great ways, forty-nine heavenly developments. One vanished, and Siye was that one. He watched as the Ancestral Dragon, Ancestral Phoenix, and First Qilin vanished into the primordial wasteland; Hongjun united with the Dao to secure a glimmer of hope for the masses; Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones of the West attained sainthood; the demon race established the Heavenly Court; the human race emerged; the witch-lich war led to the human race's prosperity. After one catastrophe after another, one shift of heaven and earth after another, and one reincarnation after another, a glimmer of hope finally emerged. To change the predetermined outcome, Siye decided to roll up his sleeves, cultivate the land, build roads, develop the food industry, create entertainment, build tourist attractions, and develop infrastructure. What's the fun in fighting for power? Isn't it better to devour meat, drink wine, and laugh heartily? That witch over there, come and learn about the construction industry. Tongtian, you deserve a zoo. Nuwa, you're a professional at creating stars (humans). Dijun, don't miss out on this future star in the express delivery industry. Jieyin and Zhunti, if you come again and claim "This creature is destined for me," I'll close shop and release Hongjun. Hongjun: ... ——— At first, the Wu Clan: Where did this yellow-haired brat come from? How dare he set his sights on us? Later, real estate is so lucrative. — At first, Tongtian: How can a zoo be as happy as recruiting disciples? Later: A furry one in my left hand, a furry one in my right hand, I'm inhaling. ... [Dedicated to construction, development, and peaceful coexistence, the bottom VS the Daoist ancestor who only has the Tao in his heart but is repeatedly led astray] ——— See the pre-collected article next door! ["Monster Vacation Home"] Synopsis: Yuan Fei owns a small, two-story vacation home deep in the mountains, with three monster employees. The receptionist, who is often reported for keeping protected animals, is Hu Li, a nine-tailed white fox. The cook, who eats the guests' meals while cooking, is Tao Tie. The accountant, who calculates the long-term losses and finds that the boss owes the finance department money, is Pi Xiu. As the owner and sole human of this unfortunate vacation home, who's in debt to the finance department, Yuan Fei not only has to constantly have tea with the police, find excuses to guests for slow service, but also constantly struggles to save himself from bankruptcy. His heart is pounding. Yuan Fei thought his life would continue in this chaotic state, but one day, he discovered he wasn't human! He'd always thought he was the only human among these demons, but it turned out he wasn't either. This was embarrassing. Pixiu: "Why are you embarrassed? It's so good to be human. This way we can stay open for another five hundred years." Yuan Fei glanced at him dimly: "And then I'll owe you another five hundred years of money for no apparent reason?" Pixiu nodded: "Yes, you can pay it back if you can't." What a great deal! He's so clever. Yuan Fei: "...Brother, go away." ——— [A warm and healing smile on the outside, a madly complaining (mysterious) bottom vs. a stingy Pixiu top who only cares about money and never gives out] Theme: Live life to the fullest. No matter what difficulties you face, stay positive. With courage and determination, anything is possible!

(Decisive and ruthless! No system! Court hegemony! Conquer the Wolf's Lair!)

The top wilderness master traveled through time and space to become Zhu Biao, the eldest son of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor in a parallel world!

From then on, Emperor Yongle was no longer Zhu Di.

Internally, he killed Lu to stabilize the harem, and externally, he trained cavalry! Trained musketeer phalanxes! Repeatedly plowed the Tatars, Jurchens, Wala, and Little Sakura.

He vigorously built up the navy, and the treasure ships roamed the world, directly pushing the Ming Dynasty into the colonial era.

Changing the tax law and promoting new crops have freed our great China from the worry of starvation.

Carrying out "friendly" exchanges with medieval Europe, he successfully gave the Ming Great Wall a bit of European style.

This is the Emperor Zhu Biao, who was enlightened, wise, prosperous, holy, martial, and pure, benevolent, and filial

[Rebirth + Satisfying Read + Scumbag Revenge + Intelligent Female Lead + Domestic Strife + Outwitting the Evil Mother-in-Law + Step-by-Step Crackdown on the Hypocritical Sister-in-Law] Yi Zhiyu was born into a wealthy family. Lively and carefree, she should have lived a carefree life, but instead, she was forced into a high-status marriage into a noble household. Forced to suppress her true nature and conform to the rules, she faced constant scorn from her mother-in-law and difficulties from her sister-in-law. She intended to endure her fate, but her marriage was destined to be filled with misery. Her husband died young, leaving her a widow with a son and a daughter. Her biological son, addicted to gambling, was kidnapped and died tragically at a young age. Her adopted son, intelligent and precocious, drowned in a pond before even reaching ten years old. Losing her husband and son in succession, Yi Zhiyu was devastated. She considered suicide, but couldn't bear to leave her young daughter behind. After recovering her strength, she painstakingly raised her youngest daughter, giving her all her wealth as a dowry when she married. However, on the third day after her daughter's return to her parents' home, she was poisoned by her youngest daughter and died a tragic death in the backyard. Only before her death did Yi Zhiyu learn that everything had been a conspiracy—the daughter she had carefully raised was not her own! She was her sister-in-law's biological daughter! She had thought her kindest sister-in-law was a good person, but she never imagined she was the most vicious one in the Marquis's household. It was she who switched her daughters! It was she who killed her son! It was she who tortured her own daughter to death! The agony of the poison tearing through her intestines made Yi Zhiyu's eyes bloodshot! She had lived her short life like a fool! She was filled with hatred! When she opened her eyes again, Yi Zhiyu found herself back on the day she gave birth to her daughter…