From the start, all Yang Xiao has is a younger sister, an iron hammer, and a crowd of refugees so hungry they can barely stand.
Transmigrated to the final years of the Daye era, Yang Xiao has no golden finger, only his skill at smithing and a heart battered to pieces by the chaos of the times and painstakingly put back together. But in this world that devours people, if he wants to live with his head held high, he must first fight his way to a brighter future.
He recruits Zhuge Yun as his strategist, appoints Huo An as his general, makes the Pact of Ye City, and establishes a system to care for orphans.
From Wolf Slope to Chang'an, from thirty refugees to a hundred thousand iron cavalry, from a chipped iron hammer to the Imperial Seal.
At last, when he reaches the pinnacle of power, he leaves the place beside the Dragon Throne empty.
On it rests a grasshopper woven from straw, its broken legs wrapped again and again with strands of grass.
“Xiaoxiao, your big brother has won this realm for you.”
“Can you see it?”
