The Fengtian Envoy

Zhao Jianyan was born with everything a prince could dream of—
and every tragedy a child should never endure.

Son of a fallen war hero.
Orphan of a poisoned mother.
Raised by an Emperor who loved him like a second son,
an Empress who mourned the sister she lost,
and a Grand Empress Dowager who insisted she alone “raised that brat.”

By the time he reached adulthood, the entire imperial clan had stacked so much privilege on him
he practically shone when he walked.

But Jianyan wasn’t a silk-wrapped palace flower.

He grew up in markets and alleyways,
playing chess with beggars,
eating street noodles with merchants,
and memorizing the empire’s heartbeat from the ground up.

Smart. Sharp. Street-savant.
A walking disaster for corrupt officials.

But beneath the glamour and jokes, Jianyan works with deadly precision—
unraveling corruption one thread at a time.

A land dispute in a peaceful lakeside county.
A prefectural verdict that contradicts its own paperwork.
A ritual scholar collapsing before thousands with no wound, no poison, no trace.

Some princes fight for the throne.
Zhao Jianyan fights for the empire itself.