The Iron-Blooded Grandson: Hongwu Chongzhen, the Rebellious Ming Dynasty

In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the Ming Dynasty had only its last breath. The young emperor Zhu Youjian overturned as soon as he ascended the throne: the national treasury was 730,000 taels, the Donglin Party was restrained, Hou Jin sharpened his sword, and the hungry people started a prairie fire. In the Imperial Ancestral Temple on a snowy night, the portrait of Hong Wu suddenly opened his eyes - Zhu Yuanzhang's soul traveled through and bound the national destiny, and shouted remotely: "Sun Zai, let me wipe your ass!" Grandfather and grandson join forces to quickly save the country: cannon block Xifengkou on a snowy night, reverse the Meridian Gate with a thousand swords, cast 500 cannons in March, poison pill to recruit Zhang Xianzhong, Songjin Xueyuan ALL IN victory... Every time they win, reality immediately strikes back - the treasury is cleared, the plague spreads, the people turn back, the ancestor died for the country, Yuan Chonghuan died secretly, and Wu Sangui stood still. When the wind and snow in Meishan drowned the last beacon fire, the young man put on the broken dragon robe, used the noose as a bargaining chip, and roared to the sky: "I and Jiangshan will place our bets together!" History is still the same rope, but it has been burned red with blood. ——"The card table overturned, but the fire was not extinguished."