The Ming Dynasty's Little Landlord

Those who believe in Brother Chun transmigrate and never die, remaining every bit as formidable as ever!

Wang Sen is mighty, a true man's spirit shining bright!

Wei Zhongxian is my underling, the Tianqi Emperor is my student, and Hong Chengchou loves to give me his morning briefing and evening report.

“Wang Sen monopolizes military power and acts with arrogant tyranny. The people of Huaibei know Wang Sen but not the emperor. He is a vermin who brings ruin to the country. I beg Your Majesty to execute him and answer to the world!” That is what the Donglin faction says.

“Wang Sen controls hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land, along with countless ironworks, saltworks, silk mills, and money shops. Half the country's wealth ends up in his coffers. If this continues, the state will cease to be a state!” That is what the eunuch faction says.

“If we don't kill Wang Sen, we can't accomplish anything!” the Tungusic chieftain cursed.

“Brother Wang is a wonderful man. He led us toward a prosperous new life,” said the disaster victims across the country.

“Hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Liaodong follow only Minister Wang's lead!” Mao Wenlong, Hong Chengchou, Zu Dashou, Zhao Shuai Jiao, and the others knelt before his horse and shouted in unison.

“How should I write about this man?” The court historian scratched his head, chewing on his brush.