Begging for Directions in the Late Ming Dynasty

In the seventh year of Chongzhen's reign, he was in Jiaxu. This is a turbulent era. Drought locusts are raging in the northwest, thousands of miles of red land, and millions of refugees. The righteous flags of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong have burned into a prairie fire, making the Ming Dynasty uneasy; Layers of exploitation made the people breathless; in the court, there were endless party disputes and corrupt officials. Although Emperor Chongzhen wanted to cheer up, he was suspicious and ungrateful. He repeatedly lost good ministers. The Ming Dynasty, a giant ship riddled with holes, was already teetering on the edge of destruction. In these troubled times, human life is like a piece of grass. There are those who change their lives and eat, and there are those who are homeless. Countless people are struggling in the darkness without hope for a glimmer of light. Zhu Jun, an ordinary history teacher, has been deeply involved in the history of the late Ming Dynasty for more than ten years. He often laments the history of broken mountains and rivers and loss of life. He has deduced it countless times in class. If he could go back to that era, could he rely on his prophetic knowledge of history to turn the tide and help the building from collapse? The trick of fate caught me off guard. An accident caused his soul to travel through three hundred years of time and fall into the cold winter of seven years in Chongzhen. He became a precarious beggar huddled in a dilapidated City God's Temple. There is no heaven-defying space, no extraordinary powers, and not even a healthy body. There is only a brain of historical knowledge and a heart unwilling to sink. Starting out as a beggar, he had to face not only the biting cold wind and unbearable hunger, but also the banditry in troubled times, government exploitation, the impact of the rebel army, and the iron hoof of Hou Jin. He must not only survive first, but also find hope in this desperate situation.