I accidentally traveled through ancient times and picked up a copy of "Qi Men Dun Jia".
I originally wanted to set up a fortune-telling stall to earn a living, but unexpectedly I was appointed as the national preceptor.
In the court, I rely on modern mathematics to resolve disasters, and in the harem, I use psychology to adjust feng shui.
Until the general with great military exploits blocked me at the observatory and said, "The Imperial Master predicted that I would suffer a bloody disaster last night?"
I stared at the waistband under his armor—it was the cultural and creative peripherals I designed before I traveled through time.
He chuckled: "Fellow Taoist, you held the compass backwards."
