The third year of Wanli’s reign, in spring.

The Grand Secretary Zhang Juzheng reinstated the practice of keeping the Veritable Records (Qiju Zhu), assigning the duty to the Hanlin historians on a rotating basis.

From that moment on—

Shen Nian, third-ranked Jinshi from the year Xinwei of the fifth Longqing reign, Bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, Compiler at the Hanlin Court, Zhang Juzheng’s most outstanding disciple, and lifelong nemesis of the Wanli Emperor,

—thus began his career as court chronicler.

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That day, the young Wanli Emperor got drunk and missed an imperial lecture.

Shen Nian straightened his back and wrote:

“His Majesty, drunk, missed the imperial lecture. The Empress Dowager and the Grand Secretary rebuked him sternly, even speaking of dethronement.”

That month, a large number of eunuchs were appointed as mining and tax commissioners, extorting wealth from the people.

Shen Nian raised his chin and wrote:

“Before the throne, I declared: ‘The disasters of monopolies and mining taxes are entirely the Emperor’s fault.’”

That year, the Wanli Emperor neither performed the suburban sacrifices, nor paid respects at ancestral temples. He refused audiences, ignored memorials, and ceased court lectures.

Shen Nian and his fellow historians cried aloud:

“Better to die speaking than live in silence. The greatest honor of a court historian is to be killed by the Emperor.”

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Shen Nian said:

“I must be ill. I can’t sleep at all.

I have contracted Zhang Juzheng’s illness—the burden of holding up a collapsing sky—

but I was not destined for Zhang Juzheng’s fate.

In a daze, I saw the Grand Secretariat reduced to two people:

one drafting memorials—that was me;

one issuing imperial replies—that was also me.”

Four years after the divorce, Sun Wu ran into his ex-wife by chance, and she was holding a cute little girl in her hand.

"You have children already?"

"It's yours."

There was no complicated plot of chasing after his wife, and the two remarried soon.

Sun Wu, who was originally lying down, had to stand up at this time.

There's no other way, I need to support my family.

However, in the big city of Binhai, ordinary people cannot afford to buy a house just by working hard for a lifetime, and they also need a little bit of luck.

For example: bind a system.

With the support of the system, Sun Wu writes novels, produces animations, and makes movies...

He seems to be able to do anything.

Many years later, a reporter asked him, "Mr. Sun, what is the secret of your success?"

"It all depends on personal efforts, so don't be envious."

Sun Wu's answer was very shameless.

[This is a super sweet dog food daily article cooked over a slow fire. Welcome to try it.]

(No system, multiple female protagonists, finance, entertainment, industry.)

In 1996, Gu Junhui was reborn like a bright ray of light.

Once he entered the stock market, his operations swept the financial market like a storm, shaking the entire capital circle.

He has made great achievements in the field of entertainment, and his meticulous layout is like a dense network, which makes Hollywood media tycoons sigh helplessly.

In terms of industry, when new energy vehicles were still in their infancy, Gu Junhui invested in it with foresight and built a complete industrial chain.

From obscurity to a powerful figure, how will he rewrite his life, and what impact will he bring to finance, entertainment, and industry...

Chen Qi, upon entering a Japanese anime music series, once believed he would be the protagonist, that he could change the tragic destiny. Thus, by chance, he became the lyricist and composer for Crychic. Ultimately, despite his utmost dedication, believing he had done everything he could, he was unable to prevent the band's disbandment. His involvement and "efforts" even exacerbated the situation, leading to numerous conflicts and contradictions not found in the original story. The day the band disbanded, Chen Qi suddenly realized that perhaps he wasn't that special in their hearts. His forceful intervention might only lead to further upheaval, even disrupting the girls' lives and relationships. Perhaps he shouldn't have interacted with them in the first place; he should just remain a stranger. Ah, but... if I were given another chance, I'd like to tell you that I, too, would like to spend time with them sincerely, free of desires and burdens. Xiangzi: "In that case, come back soon! Didn't you say you wanted to form a professional band? I'm here to pick you up with my professional band!" Hongxia: "Aqi, can you agree to one request of mine? Form a lifelong band with us!"

Upon waking up, Qiao Songlin discovers that his dreams have begun to manifest in reality. He starts to suspect that he can alter already-established facts through his dreams. As he unintentionally helps others resolve their regrets, he finds himself facing even more troubles. The entanglement between the power of dreams and the schemes of a reborn individual brings complications—good deeds go unnoticed, but misfortunes keep knocking at his door...

After the sudden death of Chen Yan, the King of Juan, he became the only son of a juren in the Daliang Dynasty.

His father was promising, so he, as his son, quickly got laid down and lived a good life with everything provided for him.

Unexpectedly, when he was six years old, he found out that he was taken away from the farmer Chen's family by mistake. The fake young master returned to the Chen family and went to work in the fields that day. He was sucked blood by leeches for the whole morning and had to lie in bed for two days before he recovered.

As he could neither lift anything with his hands nor carry anything on his shoulders, it seemed that the only option left for him was to take the imperial examination.

In order to pass the exam and have a safe place, he risked his life and accidentally took away the top spot that was designated for the son of a powerful official.

This has really stirred up a hornet's nest.

Leaky rooms, toilet numbers, suppression by examiners and other injustices followed one after another.

Since he won't be allowed to lie down, he will kill all the old officials in the officialdom!

Mu Yu accidentally traveled through time and space and became a little beggar who had just starved to death in a chaotic world where people were suffering. This was arguably the worst start in the history of time travel.

Fortunately, I still have the artifact Mustard Seed Space in my hand, with water and fields, so I can survive for a while and not starve to death.

From then on, she began her life of farming and struggling in troubled times.

She devoted herself to farming, but unexpectedly she fought her way up from a beggar to the lord of Huangsha City...

(MyGo + Bangla + K-ON + Umineko. Umineko provides the chaebol background, which will be touched upon in the plot, but if you haven't seen it, it won't affect your reading experience.) The renowned philosopher Dutch van der Linde once said that humans cannot defy instinct, just as they cannot defy gravity. While instincts are certainly insurmountable, is gravity truly irresistible? Ushiromiya Katsuto, a former C-group veteran and former adopted son of the Hirasawa family, said this. "My childhood sweetheart, Kurata Mashiro, asked me to help. Hello+Happy+World wants to continue playing Makoto. Popipa keeps saying I'm their sixth member and asking me to attend their live shows. They even invited me to their after-school tea party at Sakuragaoka." "I'm having a blast supporting the musicians. The Ushiromiya Foundation, Yamabuki Bakery, and the Hirasawa girls and fortune are waiting to be inherited. As the first male student council president of Tsuki no Mori, I have a lot to do, and I'm also starting a new band with my niece, Enju, who's a year older than me." With so much on my plate, it's natural to not be able to go to Ikkyu-ni-MyGo. "Well, everyone, be well then." As Shengren turned his back to the others and prepared to leave, a terrifying aura emanated from behind him. Alas, this author had created another mishmash of a story, and he was going to fail again.

[Detective + FGO + Slice-of-Life; basically an otaku-style novel; beloved trope of Heroic Spirits falling in love; NOT a harem; Warning: MC’s presence is relatively low — if that bothers you, turn back!! Some Heroic Spirits’ genders follow historical records, and there will be CP pairings, e.g., Old Saber x Eriri, Oda Nobunaga x Miku Nakano. Personalities of Heroic Spirits are kept intact. If you can’t accept that, just… don’t read!]

Transmigrating into a world that’s a crossover of slice-of-life anime and Detective Conan, Aoki Makoto, with no knowledge of the plot, thought his life would be simple: rely on his phone from his past life, stay far away from trouble, focus on making money, and spend a rich but boring life.

Little did he expect that his real cheat would arrive… sixteen years late!

System: “Become a Master and save the world!”

Aoki Makoto: “Do I get a girlfriend?”

System: “…Huh?”

Aoki Makoto: “Why am I not interested in all those anime heroines? Because my ideal type is Gudako!”

System: “…Fine. If you succeed, I can help introduce you. But first, I have some bad news.”

Aoki Makoto: “In front of Gudako, nothing is a problem.”

System: “The detailed personality data of the Heroic Spirits has been lost, so you’ll have to play them yourself. In other words… have you read any ‘vest novels’*?”

Aoki Makoto: “…No problem, no problem. Oh, by the way, does your introduction come with a marriage guarantee?”

And so begins the story of wearing the “vest” of Heroic Spirits to save the world… while also, incidentally, falling in love.

Reincarnated in another world, turned into a shrine maiden, and started with a broken shrine.

I thought that I would cheat some incense money every day, and the days would be very nourishing.

But she discovers that this world is not normal!

You call a cat a Soul Eater, thinking it eats people's souls?

The girl said while petting the cat:

You have a problem with your brain, you need my imperial guard to calm your mind, today is on sale, only 998, half price for the second ticket!

What? You say that my shrine is dedicated to evil gods? It's a joke.

Wait a minute! I just want to make money, I don't want you to be a bad bastard! This ojo is just an ordinary amulet, not a gift from an evil god!