Iron-Blooded and Bright Soul, I Will Serve as the King of the Ming Dynasty

I dressed as Zhu Cixiang, the last prince of the Ming Dynasty, and I was in Chongzhen's arms when I opened my eyes. There were only seventeen years left before Meishan hanged himself. Father, stop crying, I will help you change your destiny against the will of heaven. Shaanxi Red Land Thousands of Miles? I offer sweet potato vines to let life-saving food grow in the sand. Jiannu's unparalleled cavalry? I asked the new army's fusiliers to form a formation and taught them to line up and shoot. The princes in the court are only interested in squabbling and wrangling? I use Jinyiwei to reorganize the "Ming Dynasty National Security" to deal with corrupt officials and traitors. Li Zicheng came to the city and looked at the red cannon at the top of the city of Beijing. He was confused: "We promised that it would collapse at the first touch?" Dorgon led his troops into the pass and ran into the new army, which was full of bayonets and lines. He was dumbfounded: "How can this Ming Dynasty be more powerful than that of Saarhu?" Open sea bans, colonize giant ships, and use silver to build a Great Wall on the sea. Investigate things, establish new schools, and let the sun and moon flag of the Ming Dynasty be planted all over the world. Many years later, Chongzhen looked at the prosperous times when all nations came to court, and patted me on the shoulder: "Cixang, it's your turn to sit on this dragon chair." I looked at the rising sun outside the Forbidden City and smiled. Father, you are still sitting firmly on this dragon chair. What the son wants is that the sun and the moon never set, and that the Ming Dynasty will be prosperous.