Great Ming: Chongzhen, Please Stop Sending Them to Their Deaths

I transmigrated into the Ming Dynasty and became the Chongzhen Emperor.

The Shanxi merchants: "The emperor has taken the throne. My money's gone, my whole clan's gone too. Sob, sob."

The gentry: "I've got it better than you. I only had to pay some taxes. But the emperor is ruthless, slaughtering people left and right in Jiangnan."

The censor: "This emperor is impossible to manage. He never listens, and he's always trying to cut off my head."

Li Zicheng: "Weren't we supposed to raise the call to arms and start a rebellion? How did I get wiped out in the blink of an eye?"

Zhang Xianzhong: "Take it from someone who knows. Even that guy who claimed no one could beat him with ten thousand men got dealt with by the emperor."

Hong Taiji: "He's slandering me! He's slandering me!"

The common people: "Our emperor is so wise! We've finally escaped serfdom, and now we can sing for joy."

Crush the Shanxi merchants, collect commercial taxes, train elite troops, end factional infighting, put down rebellions, kill the Jianzhou Jurchens, and eliminate land donations to the powerful.

When the emperor is enraged, blood flows for a thousand miles.

Chongzhen: "Please stop giving me trouble. I still want to usher in the Age of Exploration."

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