When Wei Nanxun opened her eyes, she was back in the year she came of age.
According to her memory, she, as an illegitimate daughter, was chosen by the Crown Prince because of her outstanding appearance and became a concubine accompanying her elder sister in the Eastern Palace.
She seemed to be favored, serving the Crown Prince every night. But the Crown Prince only treated her as a plaything, tormenting her without any pity, and she was also used by her elder sister as a tool to compete for favor.
She died on an autumn night in the fourth year of her marriage, and no one cared about her; her death was gruesome.
Having been given a second chance at life, she wanted to stay far away from all these people and go back to her old house in the countryside to live a leisurely life. By chance, she saved a poor schoolteacher.
She healed his wounds, he taught her to read and write, and chased away the local hooligans. The two developed feelings for each other, and she even considered having him marry into her family.
She had finally saved up ten silver ingots as a betrothal gift, ready to discuss marriage with her future husband, when he arrived with his men. She panicked...
In Bleach, justice prevails! Naraku Sora transmigrates to the Bleach world, unlocking a justice system where he earns rewards by suppressing sinners. The first Gotei 13, in the name of the Gotei, commits acts of slaughter. In Hueco Mundo, the Great Hollows are a dog-eat-dog world, devouring each other. The four noble families seal and dismantle the Soul Kings, solely to establish a corrupt order. Yhwach murders his father, the Soul King, shattering the three realms. In this world built on original sin, what should we do? Naraku Sora: "Yamamoto, I... my heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are for justice!"
A Chinese man, a typical nerdy guy, tragically died while sailing through the Bermuda Triangle, but his journey transported him to pre-World War II Europe. Thereafter, history took a dramatic turn. Messerschmitt aircraft filled the skies above the British Isles, and the Iron Cross flag flew over the walls of Moscow. Zhang Chengtian stood before a crowd of reporters, a broad smile on his face: "We will bring justice to the world."
Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!
I inexplicably transmigrated into the world of the TV series "Full House of Love".
In later years, the landlord Feng Bin became the head of the security department. After moving into the courtyard house, there was no scene of birds fighting over the house.
Feng Bin: Is this still the same courtyard house I know?
Yi Zhonghai: Yes, look at me now, am I not alone and helpless, destined to die alone?
Qin Huairu: That's right, I worked so hard to exchange steamed buns, but in the end, Banggeng still couldn't get a wife!
Jia Zhangshi: Old Jia, Dongxu, come quickly! The Jia family line has ended! I don't want to live anymore!
Sha Zhu: Sister Qin, you still have me. I share the same surname as the child!
The deaf old man: Zhu Zi, Zhong Hai, you can't do this! You promised to take care of me in my old age and see me off in my final days! Why won't you even buy me a coffin!
When things reach their lowest point, they begin to rise; when small things go, big things come. Starting from sitting on the sidelines at the Chinese Medicine Research Institute, Zhang Jun skillfully used power tactics, official strategies, and worldly affairs to rise step by step to the pinnacle of his official career!
[Imperial Examination + Court Politics + Farming + Fictional Setting + Slice of Life + Lighthearted + No Romance]
Before Li Su could even warm up to being the top scorer in the college entrance examination, he was reborn as the youngest son of the Li family. The whole family doted on him, and even though they were eating meager rations, they still supported his education.
The original owner was led astray by his classmates, becoming selfish and only wanting to have fun, which ultimately led to his downfall.
After Li Su arrived, he wanted to do something for his family. After working in the fields for a day, he decided to focus on his studies, which he was good at.
Li Su passed the imperial examinations with top honors on all six occasions, becoming the top scholar and a newly appointed nobleman of high rank and power, favored by the emperor.
The new emperor is someone who wants to build a real business and highly values Li Su.
Emperor: My dear minister, the aristocratic families are arrogant.
Li Su: I have a plan. I know a little about papermaking. Paper can be made so that poor scholars can rise up and be able to compete with powerful families.
Emperor: My dear minister, foreign enemies have invaded.
Li Su: I have a plan. I know a little about gunpowder and I am sure that it will make our enemies tremble with fear and dare not invade again.
Emperor: My dear minister, the national treasury is empty.
Li Su: I have a plan. I know a little about the art of making refined salt and sugar. I can quickly plunder wealthy merchants and surrounding small countries to enrich the national treasury.
Emperor: My dear minister…
Li Su: Your Majesty, I have another plan…
The ministers: Is this reasonable? Don't we all have the same brain?
...
Through Lebanon's series of schemes, the country has achieved peace and prosperity, and the people have lived in peace and contentment.
The emperor was overjoyed: My dear minister, your name will be etched in history!
The ministers were dumbfounded: Your Excellency, how did you do that?
Chief Minister Li: If you master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, you can go anywhere in the world without fear.
The scholars who took the imperial examinations and were now serving in the same court pleaded: "Please let us go! We really can't keep up with this!"
The physical body can sweep away everything; I thought the Seven Gods were speed bumps.
It's a character with brains, a system, and multiple female leads; the minor cheat codes aren't really activated.
If I were to transmigrate into the body of Damon Targaryen, I would naturally maintain the persona of a carefree prince, indulging in unrestrained revelry and traveling the world. As for saving the kingdom's light and stopping the blood dragon's dance, those would be mere trifles.
"Only after you have endured seven layers of solitude can you become a true strongman, and our world is born from this!"
"This is the law of the universe: the strong rule over the weak!"
Beauty is but a fleeting feeling; only truth is eternal, and truth can never be beautiful!
He transmigrates to the Douluo Continent and becomes Xue Qinghe, starting as the King of the Underworld.
In this life, Xue Qinghe, drunk on the lap of a beauty, awakens to wield power over the world!
The history of the late Ming Dynasty was chaotic and complex, and can be described as a history written by a few people with strong personal charisma.
Whether it was rebels like Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, rulers like Chongzhen and Yuan Chonghuan, or traitors like Wu Sangui and Geng Jingzhong, each of them had many stories. It was because of these wonderful stories that the history of the late Ming Dynasty became so grand and turbulent.
To write this period of history well, we must naturally depict vivid characters, regardless of their stance. We stand on the edge of the long river of history and observe from the sidelines; they are merely a ripple in this long river.
To observe the world with a critical eye is what we need to do now, and to observe history with a critical eye is also a pursuit in our lives.
The river of history has flowed to our feet, and we can stand on its banks, ready to embrace our history.