After transmigrating into the body of a gambling addict in the late Ming Dynasty, Yang Changqing owes ten taels in deathly debt and has only twenty-three coins to his name.
In his previous life, he was an anti-fraud magician who gave even Las Vegas a headache.
Reading dice by their sounds, gauging tiles by their positions, and sizing people up by their expressions: those are just the basics.
With two hands of cards, he wins back his life, only to become the “son of an old friend” of Liu Fu, the grand proprietor of a gambling house.
All he wants is to use his tricks to win back his family estate and live in peace.
But nothing goes smoothly, and he hits a wall at every turn.
What he doesn’t know is that from the moment he won his first round, he had already fallen into a carefully woven web.
At one end is a gambling-house owner with a knife hidden behind his smile; at the other, an empire on the brink of collapse.
Li Zicheng sweeps across the Central Plains, while the Jianzhou cavalry watches hungrily from the sidelines.
Yang Changqing: The Yangzhou Massacre and the Jiading Massacres? They won’t happen. I’ll use this vast web I’ve built with my own hands to hold up a corner of the Ming Dynasty’s sky.
