The number one scholar throughout the ages is not remembered by the achievements of the emperor, but by the hands of the people who walk in the world.
Zhang Heng traveled through time and became the number one scholar in the second year of Jiayou's reign in the Northern Song Dynasty. He had copper coins hidden in his sleeves and a palm print on his palm. He should have been an official, but he chose to remember the road - the victims of the Tiao River bursting its banks, the whetstones of the Hengshan garrison soldiers, and the broken waists of Qingmiao.
The adopted son Zhang Dun traveled all over the world holding a sword, and the blade was sharpened with six bright spots. The father remembers the road and the son walks. Father and son have different paths, but they end up together in history.
Shenzong asked him in Chongzheng Hall: "Who will mark your own hands?"
He replied: "The palm print lasts longer than the name."
A book of history. Five volumes, one hundred and thirty years, and the hands of countless passers-by were collected into a clay pot.
The real power is not to hold, but to let go.
