[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person":3,"chapter-system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-47":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","System: You've Got the Wrong Person",{"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},2343058,4579,"Chapter 47: Brother Changsheng, I","system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-47",47,"\u003Cp>The autumn air was crisp and clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast caravan marched steadily along the imperial road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng sat upright in the carriage, cradling the Hero Sword; beside him sat Ma Liren, the Wang Fu’s chief steward, who displayed none of the arrogance of a martial powerhouse, instead adopting an exceptionally humble posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if Dou Changsheng were the divine master, while he himself was merely a Qi Refining cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One could tell at a glance that Ma Liren was an old hand from the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over these two days of travel, Dou Changsheng was highly satisfied—Ma Liren had arranged everything meticulously and frequently reported to him, ensuring Dou Changsheng never felt sidelined or excluded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It perfectly demonstrated the qualities of a top leader: capable of managing affairs without needing to micromanage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This chief steward clearly showed the Empress had put considerable thought into her selection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Liren was wasted on this role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Liren personally brewed tea, cupped it with both hands, and presented it to Dou Changsheng, serving him without taking a sip himself; initially Dou Changsheng had refused, but after two days, he had grown accustomed to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sipping the tea, Dou Changsheng felt the internal qi surging within him, instantly becoming purer—he had completed another transformation, and two of the Five Qi had already been cultivated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed and said: “I’m not used to this kind of fine tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a waste giving it to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Liren listened to Dou Changsheng’s insincere words and smiled: “Hero Dou, you entered Jianmen Pass twice, battling True Persons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dominated Qingyang Peak, overpowering all champions, and exposed Qingyang Daoist’s conspiracy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are a man of utmost sincerity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This tea, consumed by Hero Dou, is entirely deserved.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the deposed emperor drank it, that would be a true waste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, Hero Dou, you have traveled thousands of miles to escort the deposed emperor to his fief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is a little food and drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if you took some away when you leave, it would be entirely justified.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng shook his head, rejecting it without uttering a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over these two days, the quality of food and drink had been raised by more than a notch—especially this tea, rich in celestial and terrestrial spiritual energy, greatly aiding cultivation; it was precisely because of this that Dou Changsheng had been able to undergo another transformation of his Qi Refining internal qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misunderstood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly, a great misunderstanding of the General.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This escort mission is a golden opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for our own conscience, by the time we reached Beiyang, half of these hundred-plus carriages would have vanished—no one would find it strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, demonic cultivators often raid at night; they dared not make a sound to protect the deposed emperor, which is perfectly logical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pleasant voice sounded from beside: “Hero Dou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My master requests your presence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng lifted the curtain and glanced at the visitor—a ten-year-old girl, her face youthful, with two pigtails, staring at him calmly, showing no emotion whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng thought to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past two days had been utterly peaceful, almost luxurious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Dou Changsheng knew this could not be the norm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deposed emperor would never avoid meeting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for him, he would still be in the capital, reigning supreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin State was the foremost among all nations, its power unmatched; to fall overnight from emperor to Prince of Beiyang—there must be a crushing disparity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng knew he could not avoid it—he must meet this man, for it was his mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped out of the carriage and said casually: “If Prince of Beiyang wishes to see me, lead the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl remained expressionless and corrected him: “My master is not the Prince of Beiyang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Liren explained: “This is the sword maiden of the Princess Consort.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl lifted her eyes slightly, looked at Ma Liren, and issued a direct command: “The pace of our journey has been too fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My master says that now that we’ve finally left the palace, we must take time to see the local customs and scenery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope Chief Steward Ma will arrange it properly—my master never repeats herself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Liren bowed his head and hurriedly replied: “Rest assured, we will ensure the noble lady is satisfied.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl turned and walked away step by step; seeing this, Ma Liren shoved Dou Changsheng gently and whispered: “Hero Dou, tread carefully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of all these people, she is the most dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Chancellor’s sister—if she were blood-related, it would be fine, but the fact she isn’t makes her the most dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng understood the weight of those words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Chen TaiZhen had ascended through bloodline, she would merely rely on Chen Qingyao’s influence—but the terrifying part is that Chen TaiZhen and Chen Qingyao are not siblings; they share only the surname Chen, with no blood tie whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the name “Chen TaiZhen” may not be real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some ancient demon from who-knows-where, pretending to be a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng steadied his spirit, then strode forward quickly, soon arriving before the luxurious carriage; the girl gestured for him to enter. At the curtain’s edge, a pale hand reached out, the curtain already drawn aside by a young girl who personally served him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng glanced at her—her face was nearly identical to the girl’s, her attire the same, as if the child had grown seven or eight years older.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the carriage lay another world—it resembled a study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bookshelves held row upon row of volumes, and a woman in black robes knelt on a cushion, holding a book, reading calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On either side stood two women: one middle-aged, one elderly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces resembled the girl’s, their style identical—Dou Changsheng found this even more astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one person, in four stages: child, adolescent, adult, elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen TaiZhen’s appearance was not outstanding, but a black mole on her forehead added a touch of sacred aura, making her unforgettable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon face, demon concubine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How on earth did that name come about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng silently mocked her, yet remained motionless, letting Chen TaiZhen continue reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Chen TaiZhen set down her book; the middle-aged woman stepped forward and gently massaged her shoulders and neck. Chen TaiZhen’s expression softened with comfort, leaning back against the woman’s embrace, her eyes fixed on Dou Changsheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After scanning him up and down, Chen TaiZhen said contentedly: “Chen TaiZhen is dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She cannot be confined within the Beiyang Prince’s mansion, playing the role of a caged bird.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need a new identity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hadn’t decided yet, but seeing you, I suddenly thought—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dou might be a good surname.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dou TaiZhen—what do you think of that name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you think it’s bad, give me a better one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, no.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still not good enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My brothers are all peerless heroes, rare under heaven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the number one on the Ren List would be worthy—right now, you’re still three-tenths short.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet behind every successful brother stands a quiet, devoted younger sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The rising demonic prodigy, Blood Hand—Jin Sanming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rank seventy-nine on the Ren List—perfect for Longsheng Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the bottom of the list, it sounds awful; seventy-nine sounds so much better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve already timed it—tonight we’ll fight Jin Sanming, just in time for tomorrow’s Ren List update.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad—the old bastard is too cunning; Jin Sanming’s elder brother, Tian Ku Shou—Jin Wuming, ranked nineteenth on the Ren List, would have been the perfect stepping stone for Longsheng Brother to rise to fame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if you strike the young, the old come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t be blamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m just so kind-hearted—I always enjoy helping young boys in need.\u003C\u002Fp>",1280,"2026-06-20T23:35:01.027Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cd625f94e63b2a21a2ed99c8903f8cda8d8c3f1c6af76387adac5dcfc292bbd6","system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-48","system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-46",470,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-cover.jpg"]