I am the Emperor of a Fallen Kingdom

In the fourteenth year of the Zhengtong era, Zhu Qiyu awoke from a deep slumber on the imperial throne and opened his eyes. The Tumu Fortress Incident had already occurred, and three generations of elite capital garrisons had been completely annihilated. His own brother, the disgrace among emperors, Zhu Qizhen, was knocking at the gates of Datong Prefecture. Zhu Qiyu realized that he not only had to defend the capital! Defend the Great Ming! But also protect his wife, children, and elders! Is personally supervising executions too tyrannical? Does that make one a ruler who brings about the fall of a nation? Is trusting eunuchs and appointing them as internal ministers the mark of a ruler...