In the fourteenth year of the Zhengtong era, the smoke of the Tumu Crisis has yet to clear, and under the throne of Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu, dark currents are already stirring.
A modern young man named Zhu Qi transmigrates into the newly designated crown prince Zhu Jianji of the Jingtai era. From a mysterious warning, he realizes the deadly danger: this crown prince, who died young in the history books, is now facing a shocking assassination plot.
Worse still:
The former Emperor Yingzong's old followers, gathered in the Southern Palace, are already stirring;
The Yellow River's turbid waters are beginning to surge and roar;
The Oirat army is organizing another new offensive south;
And, acting on impulse, Zhu Qiyu has directly approved Yu Qian's resignation during an argument at an early court session.
With the entire court on the brink of collapse, a bizarre explosion destroys the Sun clan's last hope of restoring their position, and the various ghosts and monsters begin to appear one by one.
Yet as the plaque reading “Great Ming Institute of Technology” is slowly unveiled, history is destined to veer from its original course:
“Your Highness, though I am a civil official, at this moment I feel I could take on ten thousand men alone!”
“Minister Shang, put down that machine gun!”
“Your Majesty, how can this iron-plated carriage move without a horse?”
“Minister Yu, this thing is called a tank. It can travel eight hundred li in a day.”
“Your Majesty, this servant thinks these Westerners are exceptionally attentive. Shall I send a few to you?”
“Dong Ping, I told you to expand our maritime frontiers, not to castrate Frankish men!”
In this wild tale of future technology entangled with power struggles within the Forbidden City,
the nine-year-old crown prince, armed with an encyclopedia,
can he rewrite the outcome of the Coup of Seizing the Gate
before the Awakening of Insects in the eighth year of Jingtai?
What's the point of legitimacy? Once someone's dead, who dares to object? Look at what Li Shimin and Zhu Di did – they just set fires. Once someone's dead, there are no more dissenting voices. Even Empress Dowager Sun was afraid of death.
A single sentence concerns the throne; it's either you or me, there's no other choice. Your claim of being a saint is a joke.
Zhu Qiyu was a coward. He feared being blamed for solving the problem with a cup of poison; once the man was dead, who would dare to say a word?
The matter of a cup of poisoned wine could be easily resolved by a few palace guards. History is written by the victors. Think of Li Shimin and Zhu Di; even if the civil officials had objections, it didn't matter—it could all be done in secret.
It's written more like a legend than a historical novel. The writing style is...
Zhu Qiyu was a far less capable emperor than Zhu Qizhen, whose biggest stain was his defeat and capture in battle.
Amazing, author!
My goodness, this novel could easily be made into a TV series 😰 (if it passes censorship), it would be really worth watching 😍 Reading a novel can be quite nerve-wracking; this is the only one that I couldn't put down once I started reading.
I'm not exchanging my monthly pass for game points anymore; I've given them all to you, boss. 😡😡😡
I think the author would be well-suited to writing suspense novels; their writing style is excellent. For example, if this early warning system were set in a modern world where the protagonist is being hunted, it would probably be quite exciting.
The new book season is over... Best performance: 20th best new historical book.
It's alright, take it slow. Thank you again for your support! Your support gives me so much motivation! Most importantly—don't fatten them up before you kill them!