My Whole Life Has Truly Been Like Walking on Thin Ice

The good news: Liu Lu transmigrated. The bad news: It is Japan in the ninth year of Yongle, and the Muromachi shogunate is purging the Han. Just as Liu Lu, stripped of all his property, was preparing to accept his fate and sail back home, he suddenly ran into a Japanese man on the streets of Heian-kyo who looked just like the Jianwen Emperor. A bold idea sprang to mind. And so, on the fifteenth day of the eighth month in the tenth year of Jianwen, the Son of Heaven was restored to the throne in Heian-kyo, and Minamoto no Michiyoshi was appointed Great General for the Pacification of Yan. The empire was thrown into an uproar. Former Jianwen officials flocked east, the five sons of the Zhu family stared in disbelief, and Yao Guangxiao began to doubt his own sanity. On the eve of the Ming army's landing. Liu Lu, Grand Secretary of the Jianwen court and Pillar of State, as well as Grand Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and Marquis of Heian under the Yongle court, looked at Jianwen, who stood behind him muttering "baka". He picked up the Imperial Seal and turned to the former Jianwen officials before him, who were panic-stricken, and declared: "An imperial decree: Move the capital to Paris!" In short, this is a story about a topical ointment.