I traveled through the Ming Dynasty and became a minor official in the Ministry of Household Affairs. When you open your eyes, you will be imprisoned and your whole family will be executed tomorrow. It's just because my boss is greedy for money and money, so he takes the blame on me. I smiled when I touched the blood-stained account book in my arms. Three days later, I knelt in front of Wei Zhongxian and said: "Nine thousand years old, your humble function has tripled your private treasury." When I said the word "futures", the killing intent in his eyes turned to greed. "If it fails, all nine clans will be executed." "If it succeeds, three out of ten will be beaten." He clapped his hands and laughed: "Tomorrow you will be promoted to Minister of Household Affairs." The memorials of the Donglin Party members impeaching me flew into the Office of Ceremonies like snowflakes. Little did he know that my real killer move was the account book - in it was recorded the millions of military rations devoured by King Fu. As for Chongzhen, he was worried about not having a knife to chop at the emperor's uncle.
