Great Ming: One Sharp Tongue from the Start, and the Emperor Runs Himself Ragged

You Yi's mind broke down. He had just transmigrated to the first year of the Wanli era when he ran into the reigning emperor, who was only ten years old.

After finally earning the emperor's trust, he discovered an even bigger problem was waiting for him!

Zhang Juzheng, the most formidable man of the Ming dynasty, looked at You Yi with a calm expression.

"So you're the so-called person from the future?"

You Yi: "To the Grand Secretary, this commoner truly comes from five hundred years in the future."

Zhang Juzheng: "Will my Great Ming still exist five hundred years from now?"

You Yi: "What's a dynasty, anyway? Life is fleeting. We just need to have lived it."

Zhang Juzheng: "Did any of my sons amount to anything? Could they help His Majesty secure the rule of Great Ming?"

You Yi didn't dare mention that Zhang Juzheng would be stripped of his possessions ten years later. Breaking into a cold sweat, he said:

"The Grand Secretary is a savior of his time, and your name will be remembered through the ages!"

The brilliant Zhang Juzheng caught the meaning behind You Yi's words. His expression changed dramatically, his face turned pale, and he nearly fainted. Damn it, this old man's mind is breaking down...

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