After the sudden death of programmer Li Changan, he traveled through time and became a ninth-grade county magistrate in the Zhou Dynasty who was demoted to a poor border county. There are 5,000 people in the county, and the food reserves are not enough to last for three months. Even the tiles in the county government office are leaking. There is no system, no golden fingers, only five thousand years of civilization memory in the brain and a heart that refuses to admit defeat. He transformed the county government office into a school, built terraced fields on barren slopes, and used economic means to bring down the barbarians who were crying for trade. He composed an impromptu poem on a deserted slope, which impressed the academic officer so much that he changed his name to "Sir" on the spot. A barbarian saint led 3,000 cavalry to the city to call for battle. She was made red-faced by a frontier poem he recited in front of everyone, and she drew her sword and said she wanted to marry him. When the Prime Minister's daughter paid a private visit incognito, he retorted - leaving his heart behind as well. The courtier in the capital refused to accept it and brought all the scribes from the dynasty to compete for poems. He defeated the whole audience by himself. When he won, he politely invited others to dinner. Three years later, the young empress on the dragon throne finally couldn't sit still anymore - she left the capital incognito and came to the northern border in person. Li Changan leaned on the ridge of the field, lazily holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth: "Your Majesty, you personally approved the decision to demote me out of the capital back then, right?" The empress bit her lip and was silent for a long time. Then she suddenly stepped down from the dragon chariot and bowed her head to him in front of the people of the county. "I-I regret it."
