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The embers of sandalwood and the musty smell of decaying cloth still lingered in Zhu Yijun's nose. The heavy mourning clothes pressed against his young body, making him almost breathless. In front of his eyes was the deep outline of the Fengxian Palace, with His Highness kneeling and ministers dressed in white as snow - but in this solemn silence, no one really looked up at the nine-year-old child on the dragon chair. He became the Wanli Emperor. That "otaku" in the history books who didn't go to court for thirty years? No! At this moment, he is the most precious trophy and the most vulnerable puppet in the struggle between the two powerful officials Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao! Above the court, the sharp edge is fully visible. Zhang Juzheng, the assistant of the Yuan Dynasty, used "ancestral system" as his sword, and the eunuch Feng Bao used "filial piety" as his shield. They set off a storm in the court for the route of moving Zi Palace. Every word was heart-breaking and every sentence was murderous, but no one cared about the little emperor's soft milky voice on the dragon throne and his palms soaked with cold sweat. Taking a step back is an abyss! Silence means being a puppet forever! Zhu Yijun knew that as a "prisoner" on the throne, he had to pry a way out under the watchful eyes of two tigers! The road to an emperor is destined to be lonely and cold. The first "wedge" has been laid. Zhu Yijun raised his eyes and looked at the dark night of the Ming Dynasty: The chess game of power has just been settled. No matter he faces the "Internal Prime Minister", "Yuan Fu", or his mother in the palace, he has only one belief: to survive and take back everything that belongs to the emperor! Starting from the age of nine, Emperor Wanli's road to comeback began with the most unlikely "wedge" dispute!