After Being Demoted to the Common People: the Civil and Military Officials of the Manchu Dynasty Knelt Down and Begged Me to Ascend the Throne.

A novel about fictional history + border troops + imagination + business + intrigue. The good-for-nothing prince who was demoted to the frontier got the worst card of Dayu: thirteen old, weak, sick and disabled, facing five hundred elite cavalry, and there were people on top who wanted to kill him at any time. But what he can do, no one in this era can do. A handful of sand and stones were burned to create transparent glass, a pot of brine was used to refine fine snowflake salt, a silver mirror was exchanged for three hundred taels of military pay, and a bowl of "fairy water" stopped the smallpox virus outside the camp gate. When the enemy's iron hooves stepped across the frozen river, what awaited them was not the refugees that were about to collapse at the first touch, but an iron army forged with modern military discipline. No ironware? He uses bamboo arrows. No war horse? He exchanged it for salt. No human heart? He wins with fairness. The poorest outpost in northern Xinjiang is becoming the strongest backbone of the empire. Yang Jiuan looked at the kneeling civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and said coldly: "This prince wants the world, but I don't like the throne of Dayu!"