Prosperity of the Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms

In this parallel universe, can the Han Dynasty be revived? Many years later, those who have held a knife on the battlefield will look down at their hands when they recall the beginning of it all. Those hands were once nothing. When the fingers were put together, they were like a curled-up bird. When they were opened, they were like a flower that had not yet decided whether to bloom. The ancient ancestors stood in the wilderness, looking at the sky, but the sky was silent. They knelt down to ask for divination. The tortoise shell cracked, and there was no answer in the crack. Then someone looked down at his palm - there was nothing on it, no lines carved by destiny, no burning mark of the oracle, only five fingers. It was these five fingers. The first thing they touched was not the sword, but the ears of wheat. The heavy ears slipped from between the fingers, like golden rain, and then the fruits, the cheeks of the beauty, the forehead of the baby, and the smooth light on the scales of the fish just fished out of the river. The fingers memorized the temperature of everything. Then one day, five fingers wrapped around the hilt of the sword. The iron is cold, but the palm of your hand is hot. At that moment, the warmth in the palm of the hand spread along the hilt to the tip of the sword. The tip of the sword trembled in the wind. A man looked up at the sky - the sky still didn't speak, but his fingers tightened. From then on, the world is no longer decided by God! ! !