Chen Sanjin dreams of getting rich, but all Heaven gave him was a silver tongue and quick hands.
He was having a great time chatting up women at a bar when a strange wooden box hit him on the head. When he woke up, an Embroidered Uniform Guard sword was already pressed to his throat.
Even more absurdly, the box contained a secret letter from Zhang Juzheng, the Grand Secretary of the Ming court.
The people of the Ming dynasty immediately asked him, “Were you sent by the emperor?”
Chen Sanjin reacted fast. “…If I said I was a delivery guy, would you believe me?”
He had hoped to use his knowledge of history to make a name for himself, but every step landed him in a minefield. He wanted to change something, only to discover that even staying alive was hard.
That is, until a mysterious man named Lin Lang appears and smiles at him ominously. “Chen Sanjin, where do you think you can run this time around?”
