Once the wind and moon, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Is his downfall a joke of fate, or the prelude to the road to kingship?
At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Su Qinghe, a talented man from Quanzhou, exposed his sharpness and exposed the fake paintings of powerful people in public, which led to disaster. A well-planned frame-up left his family in ruins and infamy. Only his loyal servant Artai risked his life to accompany him and hurriedly traveled south.
When he sets foot on the unfamiliar and humid land of Annan, what awaits him is the struggle of the lower class, the oppression of a foreign country, and the sadness of being unable to return to his homeland. In the darkest moment when his best friend's blood stained the foreign land, he wiped away his tears and buried his grief and anger deep in his heart.
By chance, he relied on his extraordinary wisdom and knowledge to step into the mansion of Annan's powerful minister Ruan. From then on, the turbulent court became his chessboard. The former down-and-out scholar strategized while talking and laughing, and took advantage of the undercurrent to rise.
He promoted commerce, enriched the country and strengthened the army; established academies to integrate civilization; trained new armies to intimidate neighboring countries.
From being a guest in a recording office, to becoming a powerful envoy to the Privy Council; from being a lonely guest wandering in a foreign country, to being a king supported by all the people. Along the way, there is the warmth of the life and death of the confidante Lin Mingyue, the game between the enemy and the teacher with the powerful minister Ruan Hongyi, and the fierce collision between the cultural identity deeply rooted in blood and the feelings of family and country.
This is a counterattack path full of thorns, and it is also a profound inquiry about identity, belonging and the integration of civilizations.
When the Song envoy's fleet arrived again, they saw a powerful overseas country whose clothing and cultural relics were similar to those of China. And Su Qinghe stood on the palace he built with his own hands, holding the bright moon in his hand and his heart on the clear river.
Foreign country and homeland, power and true love, where is the final destination?
