The Greatest Eunuch Faction of the Great Ming

A special forces kingpin drinks too much at a banquet and wakes up to find himself transmigrated into the body of Wang Chengen, the personal eunuch of the Chongzhen Emperor. While others who cross over end up draped in imperial robes or born into nobility, why does he have to become a castrated servant? It is the twelfth month of 1643, a mere half-year before the fall of the Ming Dynasty. Li Zicheng has declared himself emperor in Xi'an, Zhang Xianzhong has crowned himself king in Chengdu, and the rising Manchu armies are eyeing the Central Plains like wolves. In six months, history records that Wang Chengen will hang himself alongside the Chongzhen Emperor on Coal Hill. But this former soldier has no intention of becoming a dangling corpse. Having landed in this vibrant new world, he figures he might as well indulge in wine and beauty. Yet he quickly remembers—he is elite special forces, a man who has beaten champions, torn apart mercenaries with his bare hands, and thrived in the most brutal battlefields. If he is to live in this era, he will not settle for less than conquering the steppes and commanding the seas. The palace eunuchs are mired in corruption—he will crush them and re-establish the Eastern Depot. The court officials are locked in endless factional infighting—he will purge the bureaucracy and promote true talent. The Ming has no capable generals—so he will take the altar himself and lead the armies. The Ming has no troops to spare—so he will take command of the capital garrisons and drill them into elite warriors. The Ming treasury is empty? That is easily solved—the corrupt officials are plentiful, and when they fall, the empire feasts. Struggling against heaven brings endless joy; struggling against earth brings endless joy; struggling against corrupt officials brings endless joy; struggling against the Jianzhou rebels brings endless joy; and struggling against beautiful women—that, too, brings endless joy.