My father is Zhu Di, the future Yongle Emperor. My grandfather is Zhu Yuanzhang, the current Hongwu Emperor.
These two super-workaholics are so obsessive about getting things done that they personally plan even the construction of a toilet.
One united the realm;
The other built the prosperous Yongle era.
Transmigrated as Zhu Gaochi, the future crown prince, I feel like I should leave something behind too. So I decide to start with the Industrial Revolution.
"Ka-chunk, ka-chunk."
Trains packed with coal rumble along the tracks, carrying it from the grasslands to every corner of the country.
"Toot!"
A whistle blows.
At the harbor, ironclad ships set out to conquer the world.
"Clop, clop, clop."
Soldiers march in orderly ranks, their military boots striking the ground. They carry matchlock guns, their gleaming bayonets reflecting a blinding white light.
"Is this our Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Yuanzhang rubs his eyes, unable to believe it.
"Looks like it," Zhu Di says hesitantly, not quite sure.
"Gaochi, you've done it again."
