Waking up, it was already the ninth year of Wude. He became the most awesome second-generation official, but he only had one small wish: to live! With so much money, he had to be a prodigal son. Who knew that as he squandered his wealth, he became the richest man in the Tang Dynasty. With such a strong country, he had to be a wastrel. Who knew that as he was being a wastrel, he reached the peak of a prosperous era. Sigh! My heart is so tired...