Great Ming: I, Chongzhen, Am Bound to a Dimensional Chat Group

Good news: Zhu Youjian has transmigrated.

Bad news: Zhu Youjian has transmigrated into the Chongzhen Emperor, the Coal Hill emperor who loves micromanaging.

Even worse news: Zhu Youjian knows next to nothing about the history of the Ming dynasty.

Worse still, it is now the nineteenth day of the eleventh month of the second year of Chongzhen, and Huang Taiji is leading the Eight Banners army as it menacingly watches the capital from outside its walls.

Standing atop the city wall and gazing at the Eight Banners army beyond the city, Zhu Youjian murmured:

“Can I really lead the Ming dynasty to greatness?”

“Ding! You have been invited to join the Dimensional Chat Group.”