The Tyrant of Late Ming: From the Start, I Have Three Thousand Embroidered Uniform Guards

After transmigrating, he becomes Zhu Youjian, who has just inherited the throne at the age of seventeen.

The southeast is lost in indulgence, while the northwest is a parched wasteland stretching for a thousand miles.

Faced with this decaying final dynasty, beset by internal strife and external threats, Zhu Youjian is enraged.

A common man's wrath draws blood three feet high. When the Son of Heaven is enraged, corpses lie for a thousand miles!

Kill the imperial relatives! Kill the corrupt officials! Kill the rotten scholars! Kill the traitors! Kill the Jurchen invaders!

I'd rather be remembered as history's greatest tyrant than some damned last emperor!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.