Ming Dynasty: My AI Will Spoil History

In the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu, Yingtian Mansion. When AI trainer Jiang Heng woke up, he became the lowest-ranking apprentice in the yizhuang: lowly, three levels below the official rank, speaking for the dead, and no one was willing to listen. There is a large incomplete historical model "Zhulong" in my mind. Its history books are full of everyone's endings: Lan Yu died this year and was buried with fifteen thousand people; Zhu Yuanzhang had eight years to live; Jianwen's throne would be snatched away by his uncle in four years. It knows everything except Jiang Heng. [The search yielded no results. Trainer, you don't exist in this history. Examining a floating corpse, he overturned a "robbery and murder" case; flipping through half a page of hidden accounts, he touched the edge of the Duke of Liang's mansion. But every time he changed a line of history, the handwriting in his mind faded into ink; every time he saved a person who didn't deserve to live, there was an invisible force that set history back on its original track and took his life along the way. Sixty years ago, there was another "man who knew the secrets of heaven" who came here. Now that man is as rich as his country, and his creed is only one: history must be accurate. The AI ​​has read everyone's endings, but it can't learn one thing: intolerance. So, a man who knew everyone's ending decided to fight for those who had no ending. The historical pen is like a candle, which can illuminate the unknown.