Ming Sage

In the forty years of Wanli, chaos arose in the Ming Dynasty. The slave establishment in the north rose, the cavalry galloped, and they repeatedly invaded the border. Jiangnan is still prosperous, red buildings and blue robes sing late, and scholars talk loudly and sing loudly. In this era when the building is about to collapse, a wandering soul soared up and stepped into the court, like a saint, guiding the Ming Dynasty towards an unknown direction.