Li Dongyang, a social animal, traveled through time and became Zhu Gaochi, the "three high" prince of the Ming Dynasty. He found that not only was the original owner despised by his father Zhu Di, the god of war, but he also faced the threat of his second brother, the madman with abdominal muscles, to seize the throne. I wanted to lie down like a salted fish, but I was bound to the "calorie exchange system" and was forced to jump repeatedly between the imperial dining room and the pile of memorials - boiling the city defense golden juice with hot pot base ingredients, using PPT to draw the Northern Expedition pie for Emperor Yongle, and compiling the "Yongle Grand Ceremony" into a Ming Dynasty version of "Story Meeting". When the puppet who automatically approved the memorial wrote "it is recommended to give out red envelopes", and when Zheng He's fleet began to live broadcast the blind box opening, this salted fish that was forced to operate turned the Ming Dynasty into a cyberpunk style. There is a barrage floating above Zhu Di's head, scolding the traitor, Zhu Gaoxu's abdominal muscles stretch and contract with the plot, and the fat emperor on the dragon throne is secretly installing massage rollers on the e-sports chair... There is something wrong with the style of this Ming Dynasty's monarchs and ministers!
