A temporary worker at the Finance Bureau transmigrated into the body of Zhu Youjian, the Ming emperor, and took gravely ill after nearly drowning.
He forced his body to keep going through sheer willpower, thinking he would die in a few months.
Zhu Youjian used threats and inducements to bring Wei Zhongxian to heel.
He wanted to leave a little money behind for his fifth brother, Zhu Youjian.
Killing corrupt officials to get money was too crude. To save the people, save the officials first. If the officials can’t even survive, how can they save the people?
Who would pay the countless disaster victims and soldiers?
So he began issuing government bonds, tying officials, nobles, soldiers, and wealthy merchants across the Ming realm to the cause.
Everyone’s interests became bound up with the Ming dynasty’s.
I may die, but the Ming must not fall!
We are willing to die for the Ming!
More than ten years passed. The Jurchens were gone, and Li Zicheng had never raised a rebellion.
How was I still alive and well?
This realm of mine belongs to everyone under Heaven.
My lords, let us share in this prosperous age together!
