On March 19, the seventeenth year of Chongzhen's reign, on the Meishan Mountain, Chongzhen hanged himself, and the Ming Dynasty died.
More than four hundred years later, quantum physicist Lin Changping lay down in the experimental cabin, his consciousness collapsed, and he fell into the body of a dying baby girl. She is Princess Zhu Ainao of Kunxing. In history, Princess Changping had her left arm cut off by her father and died in depression after the country was overthrown.
When she opened her eyes, her mother, Queen Zhou's tears were still wet. On the corridor outside the door, the young emperor wearing an old cloak hurriedly passed by - he was twenty-one years old, had been on the throne for three years, and did not know that he only had fourteen years left.
She had only wanted to take a look at the man her father had studied all his life. But now she stood here, hearing him coughing in the snowy night, and knew that her eldest brother, the prince, would be at a loss in troubled times.
The coal mountains are still far away. Sweet potatoes have not yet been planted in the soil of the north. No one has yet thought of improving firearms.
She was not going to recognize the ninety words in the history books.
A woman from later generations returned to the eve of the collapse of the Ming Dynasty with the answer to an entire era. She knows everyone's fate. She came to change everyone's ending.
Intention: Destiny and people's hearts are never a single-choice question. Technology can travel through time, but survival paths can only grow out of the soil inch by inch.