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In the spring of the fourteenth year of Wanli, there was a fire in the Qianqing Palace, and an old soul lived in the body of the young emperor. Zhu Ping'an, deputy researcher of the Budget Department of the Provincial Department of Finance, has been dealing with numbers all his life. He has never solved a shocking case or made any ill-gotten gains. When he opened his eyes again, he became the twenty-three-year-old Wanli Emperor, Zhu Yijun. In front of us are the charred ruins of the Qianqing Palace after the fire, a mess with an empty treasury and a tight budget, the undercurrent of the partisan struggle in the civil service group, and the intertwined eunuch forces of the Secretary of Ceremony and the Dongchang. Four years have passed since Zhang Juzheng's death, and the legacy of reform is being eroded; Qi Jiguang was dismissed from office, and was trapped in Dengzhou due to poverty and illness; Hai Rui was living in Nanjing, with no place for his upright old bones. After sailing for more than 200 years, the great ship of the empire has gradually sunk. A "veteran cadre" who had been a civil servant for forty years became the captain of this broken ship. First clean up the inner court, and let Si Li Jian, Dong Chang and Jin Yiwei return home in three months. Stand firm again, fish out Qi Jiguang from Dengzhou, and use the new army system to reform the shortcomings of the "recruitment system and military households". Invite Hai Rui from Nanjing to correct the official atmosphere. Open the imperial examination to recruit young blood. Retrieve Zhang Juzheng's laws, just patch up, accurately dismantle bombs, clear fields, change taxes, and reorganize the army. Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes. If civil servants want to fight, they will fight, and if there are problems on the border, they will be solved. He used the patience of a sixty-year-old and the passion of a twenty-year-old to slowly wear out the times. One step a year, one road in ten years.