Ming God of War? Watch Me Build an Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets!

Ye Xian traveled through time and became Zhu Qizhen, the war god of the Ming Dynasty, and the Tumu Fort incident was still fourteen years away. Father Zhu Zhanji was lying on the dragon couch, about to die. Nine-year-old Ye Xian held his hand and whispered: "Father, don't worry, my son must not only guard the country of Ming Dynasty, but also make everything under the sun, moon, mountains and rivers become the land of Ming Dynasty." Zhu Zhanji's eyes suddenly widened, but unfortunately he died before he could say anything. No one in the civil and military circles of the dynasty took him seriously and looked down upon him. Until... When the plague came, he created alcohol, isolated and disinfected it, and knelt down in the hospital to call the gods. When the border troops owed pay, he checked the accounts and appropriated the money, and quarreled the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs into silence in the court hall. The rise of Wala? He built breech-loading rifles and granular gunpowder in advance, and waited on the border to die first. Sanyang's cabinet secretly tested him, and he replied lightly: "Which is more important, ruling the world or studying dead science?" Empress Dowager Sun wanted to seize power, so he moved a step back and forth between the two palaces, and held down the Chief of Ceremonies with a smile. Before Wang Zhen became a eunuch, he threw him into the Gewüyuan to wash the test tubes. If he couldn't understand the test tubes, he went back to the East Palace to sweep the floor. Everyone thought he was just a prodigy. Until the first steam engine. Until the first batch of muskets were mass-produced. Until he was shot in the chest by a stray arrow on the battlefield, he pulled it out, held up the broken arrow and shouted: "God bless the Ming Dynasty!" The ministers finally realized... This Your Majesty seems to be more than just smart. He won't die at all.