Sima Ci might truly feel he was getting old, as he sought out Fang Zhiyi privately once again.
"Ah, father-in-law, wasn’t it already settled? You should keep working—I can’t bear to let you go." Fang Zhiyi was feeding fish with two eunuchs by his side.
Sima Ci nodded subtly but still clasped his hands respectfully. "Your Majesty, this old minister came precisely for this matter. You are in the prime of your life, while I am advanced in years and fear I cannot assist you for much longer." Sima Ci had already calculated everything the night before. Now, he only needed to wait for his daughter Sima Ying to give birth to a prince. Then, he could arrange for Fang Zhiyi to "accidentally" drown, and the throne would rightfully pass to the Sima family.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand dismissively. "Father-in-law, could you endure a few more years for me?"
Seeing Fang Zhiyi wasn’t taking the bait, Sima Ci grew impatient. "Your Majesty, my health truly cannot hold out much longer. I implore you to select other loyal and capable ministers."
Fang Zhiyi feigned sudden realization. "Loyal and capable ministers? Oh, father-in-law, is that what you mean?"
Sima Ci felt exhausted. This emperor was indeed rather simple-minded. Still, he patiently explained, "Your Majesty, this old minister wishes to promote two deputies. Once they are properly trained, I can retire in peace."
Fang Zhiyi nodded repeatedly, cursing inwardly: You old schemer, still playing games with me? You just want your sons to take over, don’t you?
"Does Your Majesty have suitable candidates in mind?" Sima Ci inquired.
Fang Zhiyi stroked his chin theatrically for a long moment. "Hmm... Now that you mention it, I haven’t given it much thought. With you around, I never had to worry about such matters."
Sima Ci secretly gloated.
"Perhaps I’ll consider it during the next court session?" Fang Zhiyi put on an air of exaggerated wisdom.
Sima Ci agreed. What does it matter if you look? You barely recognize half the court officials! But this matter couldn’t be rushed—if rumors spread that he was coercing the emperor, it would reflect poorly on him.
The closer one is to death, the more they care about their reputation. This saying fit Sima Ci perfectly.
That evening, as Sima Ci enjoyed a shoulder massage from his newly acquired concubine, a palace eunuch delivered a message.
"His Majesty has been sighing while pondering how to arrange things."
"Oh? What is he considering?"
"It seems he wants to directly promote Your Excellency’s two sons but fears objections from the court."
Sima Ci nodded. Well, at least he’s not completely stupid.
The eunuch kept his head lowered. "The Empress advised His Majesty, saying the eldest son of the Sima family is peerless in valor, while the second son is exceptionally brilliant. His Majesty appeared enlightened by her words. The Empress also suggested making broader personnel adjustments to avoid drawing suspicion from the court."
Sima Ci chuckled in amusement. Ah, so it was my daughter’s doing—that explains it. She’s clever, a shame she wasn’t born a man. He laughed heartily and ordered two silver notes to be given to the eunuch, who kowtowed gratefully before leaving.
A few days later, during court, Fang Zhiyi kept sighing while glancing at Sima Ci, leaving the latter baffled. Just speak already! Why sigh at me? Do I look like I’m on death’s door?
The ministers below were equally perplexed. Finally, Sima Ci coughed and, disregarding protocol, stepped forward. "Your Majesty, what troubles you today?" He failed to notice the flicker of vigilance in Fuhai’s downcast eyes.
Today is crucial—this fool better not ruin things!
"It’s nothing." Fang Zhiyi picked up a handkerchief and pretended to wipe tears. "The thought of you retiring, father-in-law, leaves me feeling hollow inside. What am I to do?"
Sima Ci didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This boy is... adorable! Absolutely adorable! He almost felt like telling his sons to spare Fang Zhiyi’s life in the future.
"Your Majesty, this old minister must retire, lest the people question my overreach. But even after stepping down, you may consult me anytime—everyone here can bear witness." Sima Ci had no choice but to coax the emperor like a child.
Only then did Fang Zhiyi feign a semblance of composure. Meeting Sima Ci’s gaze, he knew his acting had been thoroughly convincing.
"Today, We shall make some adjustments." Fang Zhiyi spoke slowly, scanning the court before settling on Sima Jue. As the second son, this one was as cunning as his father, unlike his simpler elder brother.
"Sima Jue, you... shall temporarily step down from your duties and assist your father more."
The moment these words were spoken, the ministers exchanged meaningful glances. Some immediately connected this to Sima Ci’s earlier resignation—clearly, he intended for his son to succeed him!
Officials who had long been suppressed inwardly lamented. Sima Ci has the emperor wrapped around his finger, and now he pulls this move. With the decree coming from the Son of Heaven, no one can accuse the Sima family of usurping power.
Sima Ci was mildly surprised but struggled to suppress a smirk. This boy truly has the Sima family’s interests at heart!
Fang Zhiyi then pointed at Sima Cheng. "Sima Cheng, you shall assume the role of Grand General. Do not disappoint me."
Military authority had always been in Sima Ci’s hands, and he still held the nominal title of Grand General. Now, with his younger son succeeding him as chancellor and his elder son taking over the military, everything aligned perfectly with his plans. He narrowed his eyes at his dazed eldest son. "What are you waiting for?"
Sima Cheng and Sima Jue knelt simultaneously to express gratitude.
"Rise, rise." Fang Zhiyi waved dismissively before naming a few others for routine transfers—some reassigned to different ministries, others given hollow promotions. But with the Sima family’s dominance, no one dared object.
Sima Ci had already received word of the plan. His main objective was achieved, and the emperor’s compliance pleased him. He would ensure no one disrupted this arrangement—any dissenters would regret it later.
Fortunately, the session concluded without opposition.
Back in the inner palace, Fang Zhiyi exhaled deeply. "Oh, Little Black, without you, I’m just winging it... Do you know how hard this is?" Damn it, when have I ever endured such humiliation?
Fuhai was puzzled. "Master, who is Little Black?"
Fang Zhiyi shot him a look. "Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t. Have you arranged what I asked?"
Fuhai bowed. "Yes, Master. It’s been settled—someone will leave the palace today to handle it."
"By tonight, I want to know what those transferred officials are thinking."
"As you command." Fuhai gestured, and a eunuch scurried in—none other than the one who had earlier reported to Sima Ci. "Little Jinzi, go to Eunuch Li and relay His Majesty’s orders."
Little Jinzi bowed and hurried off.
Watching him leave, Fuhai marveled. Who would’ve thought the inner palace would one day return to the emperor’s control?
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
