Cao Aman of the Ming Dynasty
What kind of person is Huang Ming? Emperor Jiajing: Huang Ming is truly a pillar of the nation. With him by my side, I can devote myself to cultivating the Dao and seeking immortality without worry. Xu Jie: Master Huang is wholeheartedly devoted to the country and its people; he is a model for all ministers. Zhang Juzheng: Teacher Huang is the person I respect most. His presence is indeed a blessing for our Great Ming. Yan Song: Master Huang is the guiding light for the prosperity and peace of our Great Ming. I only hope to follow in his footsteps. Yan Shifan: May I curse? No? Then I have nothing to say. Huang Ming: In truth, I merely follow the natural order and the hearts of the people, doing a few insignificant things that are hardly worth mentioning. Grand Eunuch Huang Jin (glancing at the many daughters-in-law nearby): I believe my son Huang Ming carries the legacy of ancient heroes like Cao Mengde...
Cao Aman of the Ming Dynasty
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A child falls into the water at a park, someone leaps in to save them, lifts the child up, sinks, and drowns. Pavilions and towers, cries of alarm, galloping horses, a broken bridge, a carriage plunging into the river, despair beneath the water. Countless shattered fragments of memory surged into Huang Ming’s mind, jolting him awake.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in darkness, realizing he was in a damp, cramped, and foul-smelling little room.
A prison cell?
With over a decade's experience as a seasoned detective, Huang Ming instantly recognized where he was. However, the wooden bars outside the cell were entirely unlike the modern prisons he knew.
Immediately, more memories flooded his mind, threatening to split his head open, but he began to grasp what had happened to him.
He had crossed over!
After drowning while saving a child from the water, he had transmigrated—right into the sixteenth year of the Zhengde era in Ming Dynasty China…
His thoughts had only just reached this point when a figure approached him.
It was a burly man with a face full of coarse flesh, now grinning with murderous intent. “Boy, your time has come!”
With those words, and before Huang Ming could react, the brute pressed down with a thunderous force, his large hands clamping around Huang Ming’s neck like iron hoops, tightening mercilessly, clearly intending to strangle him.
“Kid, I’m just following orders. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for offending the wrong people.”
Huang Ming had n
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