My father died on the river embankment, my mother coughed up blood, and my second uncle blocked the door with a loan shark to demand the debt. Sixteen-year-old Shen Guanlan knelt in front of the coffin, holding the last IOU left by her father in her hand——
The year he was born, a wandering Taoist priest came to the village. He held the baby and watched it by the stream for a long time, and said, "This child should watch the waves and learn about the world." His father was illiterate, but he kept the word "Guanlan" in his mind for sixteen years.
A water conservancy engineer who came from time to time was trapped in a dynasty where only studying can change one's life. Others took the imperial examination by memorizing the Four Books and Five Classics, but he took the imperial examination and wrote a strategy, which was a water control strategy that no one had ever seen in the Zhou Dynasty.
He dug up a small canal at the entrance of the village. He dug up the county academic policy and shocked everyone. He dug up until the township examination to explain the name of the Yuan Dynasty and move the provincial capital. It dug up to the palace examination and the emperor asked him: "What is the difference between water management and country governance?"
"Water can carry a boat and it can also overturn it. To control water is to be sparse, not blocked, and to govern a country is to be obedient, not rebellious."
Later, he became a disciple of a white-haired old man in the village who had been a scholar for forty years. The old man gave him a word - Mingchuan.
"Guanlan Mingchuan, water conservancy world."
This is the story of a farmer who climbed up from the mud, holding a hoe in one hand and a pen in the other, and forcibly carved a green road.
