Quenching the Qing Dynasty

When the sandbox of history collapsed before his eyes, he chose to become the chess piece that went against the will of heaven. 1851, The first year of Xianfeng. The soul of a doctor from the 21st century awakens in the body of a sick emperor. What he saw when he opened his eyes was the long-standing malpractice that even the dragon robe could not cover, and the turbulent undercurrent of power and intrigue under the throne. The war in Guangxi has been ignited, and the British and foreign naval guns are waiting. An unprecedented change is dragging the ancient empire into the abyss. He knows everyone's ending: the Hongyang Rebellion, the Flames of the Yuanming Dynasty, the Sino-Japanese War Elegy, the national humiliation of Xinchou... Those hundred years of humiliation, like the noose of fate, have been put around the neck of the nation. Do you just go with the flow and become the king who subjugates your country? Or should you give it a try and change China's destiny? "I am the variable!" So, in the Forbidden City, he drew a blueprint for a "magic machine" that transcended the times; in the Golden Palace, he practiced the iron-blooded method with the dignity of an emperor. Training the new army, starting a bank, being enthusiastic, setting up factories... He used modern knowledge to ignite the fire of change in the feudal dynasty. However, the road to reform is full of obstacles. The sneers of the old aristocrats, the obsequious obedience of powerful ministers, the verbal criticism of conservative scholar-bureaucrats, and even the eyes of the harem peering into the Phoenix... All try to pull him back to his original track. He stood in front of the Yangxin Hall, looking at the bloody setting sun, with the crumbling mountains and rivers behind him. "The whole world is turbid, but I am the only one who is pure? No, if the whole world is turbid, I will be like that huge wave to cleanse this world!" Let's look at modern emperors,