He was originally a modern social beast who couldn't even pass the civil service examination, but when he opened his eyes, he became the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty - Chongzhen.
There is no golden finger, no system, only the desperate memory of the ending of history:
Seventeen years later, under the crooked tree in Meishan, there was three feet of white silk, and the country was overturned.
But this time, he didn't want to be the diligent but tragic king who subjugated his country.
Wei Zhongxian? Keep it useful.
Donglin Party? Please come to parliament and fight with each other.
Gentlemen are exempt from tax? The treasury is empty? Millions of refugees? Jurchen knocking on the door?
——It's not a problem at all.
He wants to establish a constitutional monarchy and let civil servants fight to the death in parliament;
He wanted to establish a royal fiefdom and use Denglai and Denglai states to raise troops, make guns, and open factories;
He wanted to build a Tiangong Institute and use animal-drawn lathes, vernier calipers, and flint-fired muskets to ignite the industrial spark;
He wants to send the Imperial Fleet to sail to the South Seas and turn the Spice Islands into royal private property!
"I don't want to be a savior," he said. "I just want to be a mascot with internal funds, factories, and a navy."
But when the standardized gun barrels roared in Liaodong, when the "imperial metric" merchant ships returned to Hong Kong loaded with silver, when the "imperial constitution" engraved "royal private property" into the country...
Talents all over the world are shocked——
This "virtual king" quietly rewrote the fate of the Ming Dynasty.
This is a quiet revolution:
No slogans, no bloodshed, just systems, capital and technology to sow the seeds of modern civilization in the ruins of a dynasty.
