They All Asked Me to Kill Wei Wei, but I Didn't

In the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Zhu Ming transformed into Chongzhen. On the first day after he ascended the throne, the civil and military officials of the entire court knelt down and cried to have Wei Zhongxian killed. He doesn't. When the treasury is empty, Wei Zhongxian can collect taxes; when the border troops are cut off, Dongchang can investigate corruption; when the gentry monopolizes land, the eunuchs can tear open the door. People in the world called him a coward, but he didn't care - he only knew that in his previous life, Chongzhen killed Wei Zhongxian and hung him on the crooked-neck tree in Meishan seventeen years later. "After you die alone, how can you see the emperor's brother underground?" The original Chongzhen thought in his mind again. "You wanted to see him so much in your last life. Let's not see him in this life, okay?" A time traveler crawling out of the mud, an idealist raised from the Golden Palace. They complained that "the treasury is empty so they can run horses, the border troops are so hungry that they want to mutiny, and the gentry's tax evasion is even more exaggerated than my sales performance in my previous life." From being hostile to each other, to sharing the same hand to rewrite the outcome of the country's subjugation. There is no system, no cheats. There was only one time traveler squatting at the door of the blacksmith shop to watch people forging iron, squatting on the dragon chair in the court hall and yelling at people until they shut up, and squatting under the crooked-neck tree in Meishan - waiting for it to grow new branches. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.