Lu Qianfan, the "son of a guilty minister" who was sent to the frontier, actually inherited the "Tianji Pan" that has been passed down by his family for thousands of years. He was not a traditional martial artist, but he could figure out where there were mines, where the soil was most suitable for making cement, and which river course could be diverted to cut off the retreat of a hundred thousand enemy cavalry.
At the beginning, he calculated a sandstorm that was about to bury the army in the death row camp in exchange for a glimmer of life. Zhu Di's northern expedition was frustrated and the food route was cut off. Lu Qianfan issued a military order: Within thirty days, not only would a "high-speed official road" through the desert be built, but also a bastion capable of garrisoning 100,000 troops would be built upstream of the enemy camp's water source.
The civil servants in the court scolded him for confusing the public with his evil words and wasting people's power; the Tatar wizard from the north cursed his construction site with the fate of the country. Lu Qianfan, however, led a group of refugees and death row inmates, using his left hand to deduce Feng Shui formations to protect the project, and with his right hand to draw drawings of steam dryers and prefabricated panels that transcended the times. He used an abacus to calculate the trajectory of artillery shells and astrology to optimize logistics routes.
When the bastion rose overnight, when the first standardized highway running from north to south was opened to traffic, and when the Ming Dynasty navy conquered the ocean with the lighthouse he designed, the whole world was shocked to realize that this seemingly frail fortune teller was using reinforced concrete to reshape the backbone of China. And his real goal is to figure out the "dead end" that will cause the Ming Dynasty's fate to be cut off three hundred years later.
