[Ming Dynasty + No System + Political Intrigue + Reform]
Zhao Chuan, a college student who died suddenly after staying up all night playing Delta Force, arrived in the fifteenth year of the Wanli reign. But Zhang Juzheng, the Ming Dynasty’s greatest Grand Secretary, had already been dead for five years, and the Wanli Emperor was beginning to neglect his duties. Celebrated officials and generals like Qi Jiguang and Hai Rui were nearing the end of their lives, while Nurhaci was on the verge of rising in Liaodong. To prevent the Ming from losing the Battle of Sarhu thirty years later and the Manchus from conquering the Central Plains, Zhao Chuan felt he had to do something.
Zhao Chuan: It’s about time the emperor got a taste of the management style of nine years of compulsory education.
Zhu Yijun: Sir, please spare me! I’ll do my best to attend to state affairs from now on.
Zhu Changluo: Sir, you are a pillar of our Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Youxiao: Sir, you truly have a remarkable imagination. You’re a wonderful woodworking teacher.
Zhao Chuan merely smiled. “It’s all in a day’s work. I haven’t done much, just saved the Ming Dynasty, that’s all.”
