[No system + time travel in the late Ming Dynasty + non-brainless cool writing + first person]
In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, on the eve of the fall of Beijing, I became Chongzhen.
Bai Ling was handed to me, but I didn't hang myself.
Ran away.
When I moved south to Nanjing, there were a lot of curses inside and outside the court, but I didn't care.
Growing sweet potatoes, modifying firearms, becoming a water trainer... More than that, I am a bit of a rebellious emperor.
The scholar-bureaucrats said that the laws of the ancestors were immutable, but I said: Then destroy the ancestors.
The general said that this battle was impossible to fight, so I said: Then try another way of fighting.
The Qing army said that I didn't talk about martial ethics. I said: What kind of martial ethics are you talking about with the dead?
In the end, I led 100,000 new troops to fight back to Beijing.
All civil and military officials knelt on the ground. This time, no one dared to say "no".
