This is a semi-fictional Three Kingdoms setting.
In a single twist of fate, I transmigrate and become that “Cao Zhi,” famed for his unmatched literary talent! At the very beginning, I’m even saved by Zhen Mi herself!
But in these chaotic times, what use is composing poetry? In this life, I cast aside brush and ink in fury, take up the halberd, and command armies! No more tragic Seven-Step Verse—only an iron-blooded path to supremacy!
Zhen Mi, whose beauty could topple kingdoms, and Cai Yan, peerless in talent—I will have them both!
Years later, before the Bronze Sparrow Terrace—
I look down at Cao Pi, trembling as he kneels below the platform, and say coldly:
“Elder Brother, you’ve lost.”
Liu Bei: “Cao Cao had little talent of his own; he relied entirely on his son. If one is to have a son, let him be like Cao Zijian!”
Sun Quan: “Cao Zhi! Why do you keep your eyes fixed on my Jiangdong?”
