I dressed as Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and faced Wei Zhongxian's pressing pressure at the beginning.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and begged to kill the eunuchs, but he gave him an iron certificate with an elixir: "The factory owner has worked hard and achieved great results. He deserves to enjoy peace and happiness."
The secretly trained Jin Yiwei ransacked the Donglin Party's lair overnight and found 80 million taels of silver.
Three years later, when the Yellow River burst its banks, Wei Zhongxian cried and complained that the treasury was empty. I smiled and opened the secret room:
"Is these 80 million taels enough to build the embankment?"
