Zhang Du, the ninth grandson of Zhang Juzheng, was pushed by his grandfather to memorize "History of the Ming Dynasty" on the Taishi chair since he was a child. He could tell what happened in the year and month of the Wanli Dynasty silently with his eyes closed.
And then he died - the subway was pushed onto the tracks by the crowd after work.
Opening his eyes, he was lying on a big bed with carved dragons. In front of him was a young eunuch who was about to wipe his neck and be buried. Someone shouted outside the window, "Zhang Taiyue has died" - he became the Wanli Emperor, Zhu Yijun.
At the age of twenty, he had just taken charge. Zhang Juzheng, the chief assistant, just died today. The great eunuch Feng Bao is waiting to take over the power of criticizing the red people. Zhang Siwei was sharpening his knife in the dark. The man named Nurhaci in Liaodong was preparing to raise an army with thirteen pieces of armor.
Good news: He is a descendant of Zhang Juzheng. He knows everything about what happened after the Wanli Dynasty. He knows every conspiracy and everyone's trump card.
Bad news: You know, you know, whether he can survive depends on his ability.
Feng Bao wants to be greedy - go to Xiaoling to grow vegetables. Zhang Siwei wants to fight - go home and retire. Nurhachi wants to rebel - OK, I'll wait for you.
Queen Wang Xi came in with a bowl of white fungus soup: "Your Majesty, it's time to rest."
He put down the memorial: "Queen, I'm afraid you can't do it."
In this life, I will rewrite the fate of Ming Dynasty.
