In the 21st year of Jiajing reign, the eldest son Shen Zhixing stepped into the Gongyuan of the capital. No one knew that the body of this poor scholar contained a soul from the 21st century. He knows actuarial science, general law, firearms, and how to protect himself in the cracks of power.
From being a Jinshi to being sent to the county magistrate, from the tax reform in Jiangnan to the nine-border resistance against the captives, Shen Zhixing worked step by step and used modern thinking to leverage the thousand-year-old disease. He thought he was playing a game of chess, but he didn't know that he was also a pawn on the chessboard - the chief minister of ceremony who seemed to appreciate him was waiting for his knife to cut down the entire civil servant group for him.
When his mentor's blood splattered in the court, when his confidante's true identity surfaced, and when the emperor revealed his true face in the palace, Shen Zhixing understood: In this game of power, staying alive is harder than reaching the sky, and what's harder than staying alive is holding on to the bottom line of a human being.
