In the waning years of the Ming Dynasty, peasant uprisings erupted across the Central Plains, while the Later Jin regime eyed the realm with predatory intent. The storm-tossed Ming Empire had reached the end of its rope; the last Han-ruled dynasty in history was teetering on the brink of collapse. The protagonist, a descendant of the Zhu family living in modern times, always felt a surge of indignation whenever he read of these events in books. Fate, however, took a strange turn—an unexpected incident hurled him back to this moment in history, just as chaos threatened to engulf the land. Now, at the edge of catastrophe, he must find a way to rescue the imperiled Ming Dynasty.
“The Emperor ascended the throne amid trouble and strife—rebels led by Li Zicheng sweeping through the south like wildfire, while in the north, the Later Jin eyed the Central Plains with predatory intent. With enemies pressing from both fronts, the Emperor yearned to destroy his foes, but was stretched beyond his limits. In history, the last emperors were often villains beyond redemption; only the Chongzhen Emperor, a ruler with the heart to govern, was simply born in the wrong era. Alas, what a pity!”
Reading this all-too-familiar passage once more, Zhu Hao heaved a long sigh. He was a descendant of the Zhu family, living in the twenty-first century.
More than three hundred and sixty years had passed since the fall of the Ming dynasty, but as a scion of the imperial Zhu line, his father had made him study Ming history from a young age, bidding him remember the glory of his ancestors. Though Zhu Hao had always dreamed of becoming a scientist, under his father’s relentless pressure, he could now recite the entire history of the Ming by heart.
Zhu Hao graduated from a prestigious university in China as a top student of the physics department. He had once had the chance to enter the Academy of Social Sciences, but that dream ended abruptly after he got into a heated argument about the legacy of the Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian. The other party had hurled insults at the emperor, and Zhu Hao, despite his education, could not hold back—he rolled up his sleeves and got into a brawl.
A minor skirmish between classmates would have been nothing, but the p