Great Ming: From the Start, My Father, a Thousand-Household Officer, Was Thrown in Prison After a Catastrophe

His soul transmigrated to the Ming Dynasty during the Tianqi era.

The empire was on the brink of collapse. Eunuchs ran rampant, officials schemed against one another, and the people were in dire straits.

The factional conflicts continued unabated.

Amid the misty rain of Jiangnan, talented scholars still caroused while beautiful women sang and danced.

Refugees were dressed in rags, and hunger had pushed them to their limits.

The Later Jin cavalry in Liaodong had sharpened their blades and eyed the realm hungrily.

It was at this moment that Su Mu donned his flying-fish uniform and strapped his embroidered spring saber to his waist.

He became a guard captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, an organization famed throughout the land for its cruelty and violence.

In an era that paid no heed to reason, he became precisely the kind of man who had no need to reason with anyone.

"My dear nephew, this is an immense achievement!"

"Uncle, my father often says you're upright and hate evil with a passion. Seeing you today, I can tell it's true."

"Don't refuse this little token."

As he spoke, he glanced at the large chest of gold, silver, and jewels on the ground.

"In that case, I won't let you down, Uncle."

"Ha ha ha! Excellent, excellent. My dear nephew, you're..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.