When I, Lin Fan, transformed into Chongzhen, the treasury only had 13 taels left. The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty wore brocade and cried to me about their poverty.
Backhand binding [cross-time and space live broadcast system], I turned the early morning into a reality show:
"The Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, the barrage said that your concubine's bride price is worth half a year's salary of the Liaodong Army?"
"Sir Shofu, the banknote in your "The Analects of Confucius" has been trending!"
"Jinyiwei, netizens are raising funds to see the secret room in your house. Can you open it?"
On the first day, the house was ransacked and three million taels were confiscated.
The next day, potatoes were planted through live broadcast, and Huangzhuang became a test field.
On the third day, the Ministry of Works begged me: "Your Majesty, can you please get 500 flintlock rifles from netizens?"
When a barrage passed by the dragon chair: "Anchor, your beloved concubine sold information to Li Zicheng..."
I smiled at the camera:
"Old fellows, the next live broadcast is to teach traitors the 'rules'."
