[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-71":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: My Cheat Skill Is Myself",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2315326,4528,"Chapter 71: Zhang Jie: Could the Dragon and the Phoenix Be Me?","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-71",71,"\u003Cp>However, in the Song Dynasty and indeed all ancient worlds, it was held that “among the three forms of unfiliality, having no heir is the greatest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhang family of Water Margin had already been single-line descendants for three generations; the pressure on Pan Jinlian was unimaginably great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the loyal old steward Zhang Zhong had already given Pan Jinlian subtle hints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The issue of heirs is not urgent—we’re still young.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie comforted Pan Jinlian as he pondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was only nineteen; if he already had a son, then after he overthrew the Song Dynasty,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wouldn’t that boy have to spend decades as crown prince?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has there ever been a crown prince for forty years?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie couldn’t help recalling the lament of Crown Prince Yinreng of Kangxi’s reign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having a child now would be too cruel to the boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—there isn’t just a forty-year crown prince; there’s also a true old crown prince who waited sixty-four years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s increasingly powerful brain cells turned slightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and he recalled a Daomeidan  from an island nation across the ocean in the 21st century.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that Daomeidan  was Prince Charles of little Britain, who endured an ultra-long waiting period for his super-aged mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he was named Prince of Wales in 1958 (the exclusive title for the heir apparent of little Britain),\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he didn’t ascend the throne until September 8, 2022, after his mother Queen Elizabeth II passed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One can only say that thanks to modern medicine, he likely wouldn’t have lived to see his coronation otherwise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yinreng: “Has there ever been a crown prince for forty years?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles: “Come on, I’ve nearly been crown prince for seventy years…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, Xiao Cui, my age, is already a mother of two.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Jinlian clearly refused to accept Zhang Jie’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Cui was Pan Jinlian’s close childhood friend, but she married at fifteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s rather strange,” Zhang Jie stroked his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t used any contraceptive measures these past few months—why hadn’t Pan Jinlian’s belly shown any sign?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jinlian, have you been drinking the fertility-blocking decoction?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fertility-blocking decoction was ancient contraception,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but its efficacy was far inferior to modern industrial products, often allowing “fish to slip through the net.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could I? I’ve always been careful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Jinlian shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had longed for a child until she was desperate—why would she drink the fertility-blocking decoction?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Hmm…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘In my past life, I never married or had children.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this life I’ve been split into multiple parts, Yitian, One Piece, and Tianlong are all virgin males.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So, is it the seed or the soil that’s the problem?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie fell into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a field tilled diligently yields no harvest,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then either the soil or the seed must be flawed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s even possible both seed and soil are flawed.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie recalled a humorous anecdote he’d seen before his transmigration:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A couple had been married for over a decade with no children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their once-happy family had descended into chaos,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>both husband and wife blaming the other’s body for the problem and demanding divorce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, under family pressure, both underwent medical checks—and the results were utterly unexpected:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The husband was born with nonviable sperm; the wife was congenitally infertile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the Dragon and the Phoenix had merged into one,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the elder brother couldn’t mock the younger—both were equally hopeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was said they later adopted a child, and their life became much more harmonious…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s adoptive father, the wealthy Zhang, didn’t have a son until he was over fifty,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and now it was already the third generation of single-line descent—clearly, the Zhang family of Yanggu had weak lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Jinlian’s fertility also seemed problematic:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ximen Qing had clearly made Li Ping’er conceive twice in three years, and his lawful wife Wu Yue’niang had also become pregnant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet Pan Jinlian, his favorite, who shared his bed every night, showed no sign of pregnancy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn, could the Dragon and the Phoenix really be me?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie was startled by his own conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Whatever, there’ll be plenty of ways later.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie didn’t dwell too much on this issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a chance at immortality—he had enough time to solve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he had no heir for a while, he could simply work harder, reign longer as emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Tom, isn’t this the perfect solution to the royal clan problem?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie suddenly thought of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since ancient times, how to manage the royal clan had always been a major problem for any dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yunwen, the Jianwen Emperor of the Great Ming, felt this deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judy: “Nephew, where are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nephew? I’m your most beloved uncle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Zhu family, true to their name, had explosive fertility—within just two hundred years,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they multiplied from a single family into tens, even hundreds of thousands of descendants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later studies showed the Zhu descendants of the Great Ming consumed at least half of the dynasty’s finances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it can’t be said the Great Ming fell entirely due to feeding the Zhu clan, it was certainly a contributing factor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Jin Dynasty, founded by the man who made the Luo River stink,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>suffered the Eight Princes’ Rebellion, which directly triggered the catastrophic Five Barbarians’ Invasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Song Dynasty had no such troubles:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Emperor Taizong, except for the odd case of Emperor Huizong, most emperors struggled to produce heirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Renzong, having no sons, went over thirty years without naming a crown prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Prince Kang—Zhao Gou—perhaps his genitals were damaged by his Jin uncle, also had no sons,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and was forced to pass the throne to a descendant of Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin: Emperor Xiaozong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tang Dynasty, meanwhile, bore a striking resemblance to Ottoman succession practices:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Taizong ascended: eliminated all sons and descendants of Li Yuan except Li Shimin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Gaozong ascended: eliminated all sons and descendants of Li Shimin except Li Zhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zetian founded the Wu Zhou: eliminated all sons and descendants of Li Zhi except her own children, wiping out the Tang lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Li Shimin launched the Xuanwu Gate Incident: trusted future generations’ wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Longji and others: “Ancestors’ laws must not be changed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark joke: Li Yuan had no eldest son; Li Shimin had no elder brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shimin and Zhu Di:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Start a rebellion? Yes. Reduce the princes? No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Proclaim the Mandate, pacify the realm!” Go! Go! Go!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come is e, go is go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Double kill inside Xuanwu Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Real men never play inheritance games—love your dad, meet you at Xuanwu Gate (dog head).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unofficial records say Li Er, after killing the crown prince, felt deep remorse in his later years,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but then remembered he’d also killed Li Yuanji, and couldn’t help smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, during the Tang’s later period, in the cycle of capital capture-recovery-recapture,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>many royal clan members died, since the emperor could flee, but the clan couldn’t always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Huang Chao, the “Doctor Huang,” arrived: the Tang’s Thousand Grandsons Court,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundred Grandsons Hall—all located in the capital—were all wiped out by Doctor Huang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qing Dynasty was even more interesting: it learned all the lessons of the Ming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It solved the Ming’s worst problems—civil officials, eunuchs, censors, royal clan—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but forgot to manage the harem, and ended up with Empress Dowager Cixi stealing the peach, becoming “Dear Father” to Emperor Guangxu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, he forgot to manage the imperial harem, and in the end, Empress Dowager Cixi snatched the opportunity, becoming the \"adopted father\" of Emperor Guangxu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, please take Po Xi—Zhang family cannot end with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie was lost in thought, Pan Jinlian bit her lip and pleaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Pan Jinlian’s sorrowful yet resolute gaze,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie chose the simplest solution: beat her again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no ordinary Pan Jinlian—she needed a heavy hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jinlian, let’s continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His large hand began to wander, tracing mountains and rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Jinlian quickly seized his wandering hand with her small ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The symphony, now high-pitched, now low, began once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This young man is full of vitality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the master bedroom, an involuntary cry rose into Wang Fu’s ears, making her cheeks flush slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one who had been through it all, how could she not know what Pan Jinlian and Zhang Jie were doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madam, why is your face red?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Chen Wen, who had just returned from eating midnight snacks in the kitchen, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Fu cooed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wang Fu’s demeanor, Chen Wen shuddered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madam, I still have some matters to research—I’ll let you sleep first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still shaken, Chen Wen immediately sought to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was over forty, long past worldly desires,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or rather, he had the will but lacked the strength…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li and Yun are already asleep, husband—let us rest too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wang Fu spoke sweetly, her hands did not stop, beginning to unfasten Chen Wen’s robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, let’s give Li and Yun a younger brother or sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Fu pulled Chen Wen toward the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen groaned inwardly, forcing his stiff legs toward the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaunt back bore the air of a brave man departing for the River Yi, never to return.\u003C\u002Fp>",1535,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1efc1ad6c5bdf9fed9d3c1df6717ceafa34b6f606a61498f165c7e3076fe2cb9","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-72","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-70",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]