The moment I opened my eyes, I was facing a crooked-neck tree.
I looked up, and the capital was crawling with rebels.
Was the Ming Dynasty about to fall today?
No!
Now that I, Zhu Youjian, am here, the Ming Dynasty will not fall!
Corrupt officials? I’ll have them all skinned alive and stuffed with grass.
Two-faced traitors? Drag their entire families out and execute them!
The Ming Dynasty is rotten to the core?
Then I’ll be an emperor who leads from horseback, start over, and build a new Ming Dynasty.
However bad things get, can it really be harder than Zhu Yuanzhang starting out with nothing but a broken bowl?
