Traveling through the second year of Chongzhen, Lin Yue farmed in Guanzhong, built blast furnaces, made new plows, and saved the people.
But he never dreamed that the down-and-out old farmer "Old Zhu" who squatted in his yard every day peeling garlic and gnawing sweet potatoes was none other than the Ming Dynasty Emperor Zhu Youjian!
Lin Yue: "All the ills of the Ming Dynasty were caused by the stubborn donkey emperor on the Dragon Throne!"
Lao Zhu was peeling garlic aside, sweating profusely with shame.
Lin Yue: "Those corrupt ministers are extremely rich but cry for poverty every day. Lao Zhu, you take this glass bottle that costs one yuan, fill it with cold water, sell it to them for ten thousand taels, and I will support you at a loss!"
Chongzhen patted the imperial case in Dongnuan Pavilion and burst into tears with laughter: "What a brat you are! I'm going to steal the pockets of those rebellious ministers!"
As a result, the Ming Dynasty completely changed.
Local tycoons wanted to steal Lin Yue's technology, and the imperial court issued a secret order from the emperor overnight: "Kill them on the spot and kill everyone in the house!"
When the imperial censor impeached Lin Yue for violating the rules in the main hall, Chongzhen threw the list of collaborators into the officials' faces with his backhand: "Drag them all out and chop them off!"
Until one hundred thousand rogue bandits swept through the northwest, the down-and-out old man, wearing golden armor and yellow robes, strode up to Lin Yue amid the kneeling army of one hundred thousand soldiers:
"You brat, I won't bother you anymore. Come back to Beijing with me and take over the throne. I'll leave this country of thousands of miles to you to support!"
Lin Yue leaned on a black wooden cane and looked at the yellow robe. His views were shattered on the spot and he was extremely confused:
"Lao Zhu... You are actually the emperor?!"
