Lin Xiao, a modern social worker, said that after his sudden death while working overtime in 996, he traveled to the Tang Dynasty in parallel time and space - an imaginary dynasty called "Daxia". As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself squatting on the ridge of the field to defecate. A kid wearing crotchless pants next to me called him "brother."
This year, he is 10 years old.
Good news: With modern knowledge, cement, gunpowder, bend plows, and blast furnace steelmaking are all in your head.
Bad news: There is only one iron pot in the village. The village chief's cow just died and the whole village is dividing the beef.
Even worse news: this dynasty is about to fall into chaos.
Lin Xiaoyan originally wanted to keep growing, but he was forced to start from the entrance of the village, build workshops, open trade routes, train troops, and govern the country. He assisted three generations of emperors and dragged a precarious dynasty into a prosperous age.
During this period, he married three wives - one was a pig butcher, one was a princess, and the other was a female spy of the enemy country.
Having lived for a full hundred years, I watched with my own eyes the prosperous age that I had built with my own hands, unfolding before my eyes.
Before his death, he lay in the Ancestral Temple, with his descendants around his knees, and all the civil and military officials knelt on the ground.
He died with a smile.
Then, he opened his eyes again.
"Damn it, why are you back again? Which dynasty is this time?"
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