On the first day Li Mo transmigrated into Chongzhen’s body, Wang Cheng’en realized something was wrong with His Majesty!
It was March of the seventeenth year of the Chongzhen reign. Li Zicheng’s army was closing in on Beijing.
Inside the Forbidden City, the newly minted Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian, formerly internet product manager Li Mo, slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at the carved dragon beams overhead, at the middle-aged man beside him with no beard, and at the bright yellow pajamas he was wearing.
Then he slowly typed a question mark.
Wang Cheng’en: (wiping away tears) Your Majesty, you’re finally awake!
Li Mo: What… did you call me?
Wang Cheng’en: Your Majesty!
Li Mo: (silent for three seconds) What year is it?
Wang Cheng’en: March of the seventeenth year of the Chongzhen reign!
Li Mo: (silent again) …My empire is falling apart.
Wang Cheng’en: ???
From that day on, Wang Cheng’en realized His Majesty was getting stranger by the minute.
He replaced memorials at court with PowerPoint presentations, leaving the ministers utterly bewildered.
When the treasury ran dry, he didn’t squeeze the people. Instead, he handed the nobles “voluntary donation registration forms.”
When rebels attacked the city, he didn’t send out troops. Instead, he set up a “modern agriculture demonstration base” on the imperial estate.
He even assigned a task to Cao Huachun, the Director of the Eastern Depot: “Collect data for me and make a ‘Ministerial Honesty Index’ leaderboard!”
Wang Cheng’en: (on the verge of a breakdown) Your Majesty! Where on earth did you learn all this
The title of the book is so good that after reading each chapter I have to say: Your Majesty, something is wrong with you!
It's so well written. Forgive me for my lack of language. I can't express what I want to express at this time.