Protagonist: Zhu Houzhao and Yang Tinghe (historical acquaintance), a teacher and student who have been in love for many years. When I was nine years old, I saw my own ending - I fell into the water and died in the sixteenth year of Zhengde at the age of thirty-one.
I figured it out on the spot: Why should I be a saint if I don't live long anyway? Play! Play to death!
Civil servants collectively kneel down to remonstrate? Have them kneel. Are the two uncles corrupt and violating the law? After confiscating their belongings to help the loyal martyrs. Everyone said that I was ridiculous, but Yang Tinghe, the official in the East Palace, saw through my thoughts.
He knows that it's not that I don't want to be a wise king, but that I don't have enough time.
Later, when I ascended the throne, he carried me in the court hall while I hid in the leopard room. But one day, I suddenly didn't want to die anymore. I want to live a few more years and help him put this empire in order.
From the prince to the emperor, I changed not only my own ending, but also the fate of the entire Ming Dynasty for the next hundred years.
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