[Da Ming] + [Emperor] + [Policy] + [Yongle Ceremony System]
Traveling through Chongzhen, Li Yuan became a reserve user of the crooked-neck tree on Meishan Mountain.
Outside there are Jianzhou cavalry knocking at the pass, and inside there are rogue bandits sweeping through the northwest.
The Donglin Party fought for power in the court, and the rats in the treasury ran away in tears.
All civil and military officials in the dynasty said: Your Majesty, shall we flee south?
Zhu Youjian smiled.
Fleeing south? I won't give an inch of my kingdom!
Are Jianzhou cavalry good at riding and shooting? I have a new military gun camp, and I will line up and shoot you to teach you how to behave.
Are the Southeastern gentry as wealthy as the country? I have Jin Yiwei to guard Fusi, and I will confiscate my house and exile a dragon.
No grain harvest during the Little Ice Age? I have fairy seeds from overseas that can double the yield per mu of hybrid rice.
Huang Taiji colluded with the shaman to try to cut off my dragon vein?
Sorry, my "Yongle Dadian·Sequel" records the technology of the next three hundred years.
Ten years of gathering, ten years of training.
When the steam ironclads of the New Army sail into Tokyo Bay, when the battle flag of the Western Region Protectorate is again planted on Congling...
Huang Taiji knelt in front of the Ancestral Temple and asked in a trembling voice: Who are you?
Zhu Youjian looked back and smiled.
"The sixteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian!"
