In eastern Henan at the end of the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Gaoda rose from the son of a tenant farmer to a landlord with thousands of acres of fertile land with his iron fist and ruthlessness. He skinned and cramped the rent arrears, poured out all his money to protect those who were benefactors, used food to hold on to people's lives in disaster years, and also protected his neighbors in troubled times. The long-term worker Xizi accompanied him, watching him establish rules with an iron fist, use grudges to determine relationships, and write a life legend that is neither black nor white in the fields.
