Qianlong Returns

He is dead. He is eighty-nine years old and has reigned for sixty years. He is a perfect old man and an emperor throughout the ages. Then he woke up. Nineteen years old, a failed child born in Pengshui County, Sichuan Province, in a remote and poor countryside, with miserable parents. What is this thing called? It doesn't matter. The country is still the same country, but there are different people sitting in it. He doesn't know how to fight? He destroyed Junggar. He doesn't know how to govern the country anymore? He approved the memorial for sixty years. He doesn't know how to look at people anymore? Which of the princes of the Manchu Dynasty did not he grow up watching? Isn't it just starting from scratch? Then do it again. From Qingshan Valley to the Forbidden City, from a commoner to a scholar in both civil and military circles. His riding and shooting shocked everyone, and his articles moved the world. He went in and out of the palace, dealing with Prince Beile, and planned things out quietly. He stood aside indifferently during the artillery fire of the Opium War, and quietly exerted his strength in the intrigues in the court. No one knows who he is. Only he himself knows - he has sat on this dragon chair. In the fifteenth year of Daoguang's reign, a young man named Peng Bingzhong began to move up. He didn't know that the sixth emperor of the Qing Dynasty lived in this young man's body. This is the story of a king from the old era who is reborn in the new era.