I Am a Gangster in Ming Dynasty

In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Dongguan Street, Yangzhou. Ji Qing is a rough business man who lives on a penny of scallion pancakes. He has a round head and six fingers on his left hand. His biggest wish in life is to earn enough money to marry a wife and pay off the rent of his godfather Uncle Fu. However, fate never plays its cards according to routines. In order to collect rent, he broke into the flower house at night. Not only did he uncover the shocking conspiracy of the powerful Zhao Wuji to smuggle firearms, but he also stole half of the tiger talisman that unlocked the treasure of the previous dynasty. From then on, the "auspicious" days of Jiqing came to an end. He was involved in a whirlpool that spanned rivers, lakes and temples: The emperor was assassinated during a private visit incognito, and was in urgent need of a "imperial celebrity" as a chess piece; There is the Demon Sect Netherworld Sect Headquarters below, waiting for him to go "undercover" and die; There is also a powerful minister in the middle, Zhao Wuji, who wants to cut him into pieces. Ji Qing had no choice. He embarked on the road to Beijing with the master thief Kong Kong'er, the Shaolin monk Tieniu who returned to secular life, and the childhood sweetheart but both good and evil courtesan Su Xiaoxiao. In the capital, he became the most idiotic deputy commander of the imperial guard in history. He used a rolling pin to save people, used his "money power" to bribe the world, and even turned a dynasty-changing coup into a dream at the heaven-sacrifice ceremony with half a tiger talisman and full of lies. He is greedy for money, but spends all his money for his friends; He was afraid of death, but he faced thousands of troops after his godfather died tragically; He doesn't know martial arts, but he gives the best masters in the world a headache. When the dust settled and success was achieved, Ji Qing picked up the shoulder pole and returned to the Yangzhou Canal in the face of the emperor's appointment as a prince. "No matter how nice the capital is, it still doesn't have the aroma of Zhang Ji's scallion pancakes."