The Smoke and Clouds of the Late Ming Dynasty: Doctor's Posthumous Letter

One second he was sorting out data on the famine in the late Ming Dynasty in the library, and the next second he was lying on the broken bed where Chongzhen lived for seven years. He became a poor scholar with the same name. His family was destitute and he only had a dry inkstone passed down from his ancestors. The old man in the village scraped tree bark to satisfy his hunger, the widow knelt down for five cents of tax money, and the children huddled in caves waiting to die - is this the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality? Li Xin decided to do something different with the hands that had held the pen. Starting from a piece of medicated soap and a jar of purified water, to organizing village defense and teaching skills, in the collapsing world, he left the last unquenchable fire for this land. "Travelers can't change history, but at least they can change how a few people live." ——This is a story about how civilization delivers fire in desperate situations.