The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1 The Hateful Lackey
In November of the 47th year of the Wanli reign, a fierce north wind howled past the Yongning Jingbian Fort in southern Liaoning, and the bone-chilling cold made the land outside the Great Wall silent.

On a steep slope only a mile away from the coastline stands a large courtyard with stone walls and seaweed roof. A plaque is hung on the ten-foot-high gatehouse on the south side.

The words "Shen Mansion" are written in vigorous and powerful strokes on the mottled plaque, vaguely showing the former glory. The huge noise in the courtyard is blown far away with the cold wind, and occasionally a few words can be heard in the quiet village, which makes people sigh.

"Ms. Shen Chen, your Shen family owes our Master Wang thirty taels of silver. As fellow villagers, please don't accuse our Wang family of bullying you, an orphan and a widow."

"Three days. You only have three days. If you can't pay the money after three days, you can use Miss Wan'er to pay off the debt. It just so happens that our young master is in need of a bed-warmer."

In the huge courtyard, under the bare elm tree, an old man in a black jacket and a dog-skin hat was glancing with his venomous eyes at the gray-haired old woman and the pretty young girl about ten feet away.

He is the steward of the Wang family, the largest local tyrant within a hundred miles. Wang is scarred, arrogant, and looks like a typical lackey.

"Butler Wang, if we can give you some time, we will definitely raise enough money."

Shen Chen, who was wearing a coarse cloth jacket that was washed whitish but very clean, and a wooden hairpin in her hair, twisted a whitish silk handkerchief in her hands, suppressed the pain in her heart, and spoke calmly.

Since the beginning of this spring, the Ming court has assembled 200,000 elite troops from across the country as well as the army of Korea, and divided them into four groups to attack the newly born Later Jin regime.

"No matter how many routes you come from, I will only go one route." In the Battle of Sarhu, Nurhaci concentrated his superior forces to attack one route with all his strength. Within five days, he defeated three routes of the Ming army and wiped out nearly 50,000 regular troops.

Shen Chen's husband, Shen Zhong, the pillar of the Shen family, fought bravely in the Battle of Sarhu, which determined the fate of the Ming Dynasty. He killed twelve people and died of exhaustion.

Their only son, Shen Yuanliang, the son of Shen Chen, suddenly fell into a coma at the funeral. His condition had been fluctuating for more than half a year, and the family savings and even the heavy "burial silver" had been used up.

Even so, Shen Yuanliang's condition did not improve, and even the doctors were helpless. They only had a few days to prepare for his funeral.

"Thirty taels, even if the Shen family sells everything they have, it still won't be enough."

"These days, in order to treat Liang Ge'er, your Shen family's ten acres of good land were sold, the oil shop in the fort was also sold to our Wang family, and even the jewelry was mortgaged."

"According to the doctor's diagnosis, Liang Ge will only live for a few days. Listen to my advice and dress up Miss Wan Er. She will have many days of happiness in the future!"

"Come back in three days, let's go!"

Wang Daba spat fiercely, stomped his right foot hard on the hard ground, said with a fake smile, then kicked open the old door and left without looking back with three or five strong men.

"Mom, all the money in the family has been used up, and only the last eight copper coins are left. You have to pay me off the debt in three days."

"If you hadn't taken me in, I would have starved to death ten years ago. This time, let me repay your kindness."

Wan'er's hair was a little dry and yellow, with a wooden hairpin inserted in it. Her graceful eyes were red, and she stared fixedly at the unconscious person in the east wing.

It was not known whether it was due to the emperor's misconduct or he had offended the gods, but the Ming Dynasty was either hit by heavy rain, years of drought, or even plague.

Li Wan'er was born into a family of scholars and officials. Because her father opened the granary without authorization and released grain, he offended too many people, and the emperor ordered the Li family to be confiscated and exiled.

At the age of nine, Li Wan'er was abandoned on the roadside by yamen runners because of a serious illness. She was picked up by Shen Zhong who was returning home and taken home to be a child bride for his son Shen Yuanliang.

Ten years have passed, and there is no news from her family. Li Wan'er puts all her feelings into the Shen family, ready to live a good life with Shen Yuanliang. However, things never go as planned, and a battle of Sarhu caused the Shen family to fall. In just half a year, everything was ruined, which is hard to describe.

"GuoGuo, you're awake!"

"Mother, Sister Wan'er, Guoguo is awake."

Just when Li Wan'er secretly made up her mind, Shen Qianqian's surprised voice came from the east wing, bringing some life back to the Shen family courtyard shrouded in sadness and despair.

"Brother Liang, are you feeling better?"

"Brother Yuanliang."

In the warm room, Shen Chenshi and Li Wan'er pushed aside the thick curtains and hurried in, with a hint of joy on their faces and deep concern in their tired eyes.

"Mother, Wan'er, Xixi."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Under the thick bedding, Shen Yuanliang slowly opened his heavy eyelids, looked around at the old walls and the slightly shiny furniture, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

More than half a year ago, at the funeral of Shen's father, the grief-stricken Shen Yuanliang awakened his memories of his past life. A huge amount of memories flooded into his mind, making his brain unable to bear it for a while. He felt groggy, like an overloaded processor.

With the supplement of various rare medicinal herbs, Shen Yuanliang has only today completely integrated the memories of his previous life. The Niwan Palace, which was the size of a walnut kernel, has shrunk to the size of a fist like a balloon. His abundant mental strength allows him to even hear the discussions of people a hundred feet away.

"Brother Shen is dying. We have finally waited for this day. After he dies, we will use the excuse of helping him to have a good meal and replenish our energy."

"How can a few meals be enough? Even a rotten boat is three pounds of iron. With the Shen family's wealth, it will take at least a few months to feed them."

"Yes, once Liang Ge'er dies, only the old, weak and sick are left in the Shen family, and we can control them at will!"

"Miss Wan'er from the Shen family is very beautiful. Even the eldest daughter of Master Wang's family can't compare to her. If she is sold to a trafficker, she will definitely get a good price..."

A cup of tea later, Shen Yuanliang sat up in shock after hearing the obscene words and threats from Wang Daba. He clenched his fists and used his strong willpower to wake himself up.

Fortunately, the memories of the two lives were integrated and Shen Yuanliang finally woke up. If he had woken up a few days later, who knows what kind of tragedy would have happened!
Thinking of this, a strong hatred surged in my heart.

"Liang Ge'er, are you really okay? Did you lie to your mother?"

Shen Chen cried with joy, holding Shen Yuanliang's white hands, looking at his gradually rosy face and bright eyes, the worry that had accumulated in her heart for many days burst out and could not be controlled.

On Shen Chen's sallow face, tears as big as beans flowed like pearls falling from the string, and they tasted salty, which was the taste of happiness.

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