Dressed as the prime minister, Lin Yan just wants to be a happy salary thief.
Dozing off in court, turning memorials into waste paper, fighting in court? What does it have to do with me!
But whenever the dynasty is about to fall, he always receives a piece of "waste" knowledge from the future...
When the "cement formula" built the Great Wall, when the "penicillin extraction method" eradicated the plague in the capital, when the "combine harvester sketch" made the world no longer famine... The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were confused: How could the prime minister who had agreed to furnish the decorations become the true god behind the scenes? !
Lin Yan (spreading his hands helplessly): Don't ask, it's just luck. I really just want to retire!
