Ming Dynasty 1895: The Sun and Moon Still Shine on These Lands

In a parallel world, in the year 1895 of the Jesus calendar, the Cherry Empire still acknowledged the Celestial Empire as its suzerain.

Lin Ri had already died once. In his previous life, starting with the Hengyang Uprising, he had climbed all the way to the deepest heart of imperial power, only to end up on the execution grounds.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the day he first fled to the Cherry Empire.

This time, the green hills were unchanged, and the old friends he had known were still young.

Zhu Fanyin was still the student who tugged at his sleeve and asked what to do next. Yuzhi was still carefree, a lovestruck girl who secretly blushed. The women who would later shake the world had yet to learn what fate had in store for them.

Lin Ri understood.

Revolution?

Whoever wants to make one can go ahead.

If the future is so wonderful, why should an ordinary person like him presume to interpret the correct path?

In this life, he only wants to make money, eat well, soak in hot springs, and spoil the people he cares about ahead of time.

But here's the problem: the more he tries to lie flat, the stronger the country seems to get!