I Took the Eternal Emperor and Zhu Yuanzhang to Rub the Ming Dynasty with Their Hands

Xuefeng opened his eyes and found himself standing on Fengtian Hall. Qin Shihuang is on the left, Emperor Wu of Han is on the right, and Li Shimin and Zhao Kuangyin are behind him. The most powerful brains in five thousand years gathered together for one goal - to rub the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and asked: "How do you want me to change it?" He abolished the craftsmen's houses, set up Gwuyuan, and built an armored fleet. But the nobles fought back, the gentry cut off their confessions, and the old party surrounded them. Every step is on the tip of a knife. He wanted Ming Dynasty to enter the industrial age three hundred years ahead of schedule. The price is - he has to smash his own ancestral system with his own hands. Huo Qubing would not die suddenly at the age of twenty-four. Yue Fei will no longer be recalled by Twelve Gold Medals. Zheng He's fleet will no longer disappear in the Indian Ocean. While the West had not yet emerged from the Middle Ages, the Ming Dynasty was already roaring with steam and raising flags with iron armor. All regrets must be made up for this time. But there is no retreat - the old world, uprooted.