Life on the Post Road: the Last Seventeen Years of the Ming Dynasty

In the first year of Chongzhen, the post order was cut. Shen Changsheng, a soldier of Huayin Station, took three taels of dismissal silver and was thrown into a collapsing world. Three taels of silver cannot last five months. Five months later, the inn was gone, the job was gone, and the world was even more chaotic. He changed from a post soldier to a refugee, from a refugee he was involved in the rebel army, from the rebel army he was incorporated into the Dashun Army, and then he survived the aftermath of the Dashun Army. The Ming Dynasty died and the Qing Dynasty came, but he was still a man walking on the road. This road has no golden fingers, no system, and no foresight of the travelers. There is only an ordinary person, walking forward step by step between hungry and not hungry, between death and immortality. The mountains and rivers are broken, and the post roads are floating.