Prince Xin is supposed to take the throne? And then doom the Ming dynasty a decade or so later?
The Tianqi Emperor wakes up at once: I’d better do it myself.
Everything is spiraling out of control. The Tianqi Emperor has to deal with far more than corrupt officials, famine, foreign invaders, and pirates. Even the flow of silver is a problem.
Facing the “Nine-Thousand-Year-Old” Wei Zhongxian and the eunuch faction that fills the court, as well as disasters brought on by the Little Ice Age and the cavalry of Liaodong, Zhu Youxiao picks up his carpentry tools.
“I am no longer the ruler I once was. I will restore the Ming dynasty to greatness.”
“Eunuch Wei, start by confiscating the wealth of a few wicked magnates. Collect the commercial taxes and get the potatoes planted.”
The protagonist has died, so are you still afraid of the wrong person? Anyone with a family fortune of more than 5,000 can do it, except for his own subordinates. Imperial power and righteousness are in hand. Whether he is accused of collaborating with the enemy, rebelling, or something else, the process is not important, as long as he needs money to support his gun.
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