Li Yun, a student at the modern police academy, traveled back to Yuanfu three years in the Northern Song Dynasty and possessed the body of a murdered scholar. I thought I was just trying to survive in a desperate situation, but I unexpectedly discovered that I was carrying the secret of the bloodline of a descendant of the Li Tang royal family, and a catastrophe that was destined to overturn the fate of the country.
Unwilling to follow the trend and witness the decline of China, Li Yun chose the most difficult and dangerous path - to "repair the sky" as a "lone minister".
He started on the banks of the Weishui River, practiced civil and military arts, brought his sworn brothers to the court, and assumed power. On the surface, he is the sharpest knife in the emperor's hand, an "alien" who has no party affiliation in the eyes of powerful ministers, and a "lone thief" who has mixed reputations in Qingliu's mouth. He implemented new laws, filled the national treasury, and provided good seeds to benefit all people.
Secretly, he weaved an even larger network: he founded the "Butian Society" to gather talents, formed the "Tiantian Army" to temper the new army, deployed caravans to collect intelligence, and even implanted the deadly "poisonous core" into the heart of the northern beast. He wandered among the emperor, the prince, the prime minister, the generals, the Qingliu and even the enemy countries, using the world as a chess game, trying to leverage the inertia of history.
However, personal wisdom is still small in the face of the torrent of the times. The wheel of history is rolling forward, internal decay is accumulating, and external threats are approaching day by day. Loyalty and betrayal, light and darkness, ideals and costs... Everything tests his beliefs and bottom line.
This is a showdown between one person and an era, a tragic expedition that is carried out despite knowing that it cannot be done. Look at how the lonely minister Li Yun, in the turmoil of the end of the world, is "a man with an iron heart even to the point of death. Let me try my hand and mend the cracks in the sky!"
It's okay, it's okay.