Great Ming: I, the Third Prince Zhu, Became a Tyrant of the Ages

After transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty, I planned to be an idle, lie-flat prince, but instead became Zhu Cijiong, the third son of the Taizu Emperor.

Since lying flat is no longer an option, and I've also been bound to the Tyrant System, I might as well rise to power.

The Ming Dynasty can't be saved, but its people can. The Eight Beauties of Qinhuai can be saved too.

Fan Wencheng, Hong Chengchou: "Your Majesty, we want to be your * servants."

Zhu Cijiong: "Get lost! Rub salt into the wound while you're at it."

Qian Qianyi: "Your Majesty, the water is too cold. I can't go in."

Zhu Cijiong: "Come on, boil the water for Mr. Qian, leader of the Donglin faction."

The Tartars: "Can we go to Siberia?"

Zhu Cijiong: "No. You can go eat snow in Alaska, maybe."

The Junggar leader: "The Ming's heavenly army is here! Quick, drop your scimitars and sing and dance!"

Emperor Emeritus Shuko of the Shogunate: "I sincerely want to marry into the Forbidden City. Please stop attacking!"

The Polar Bears: "We'll give you everything east of the Ural Mountains. Please don't come any farther."

Zhu Cijiong: "Anna, Elizabeth is still at the Black Sea palace. What do you think?"

Zhu Cijiong: "Learning English is such a pain! Chinese should be the world's most widely spoken language."

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