My name is Qi An.
My father gave me this name, probably hoping I'd live a peaceful, safe life.
Unfortunately, I'm now in another world, and I've just managed to become a poor local official in a little village.
The village lacks food, money, and people, and there are plenty of folks outside eyeing this miserable place.
To make matters worse, there's a Xiyuan girl squatting by my door, following me around every day.
All I wanted was to fix the roads, grow some crops, and live a decent little life.
Then the granaries filled up, the trade routes opened, and the city walls went up.
After that, someone suddenly told me:
"Lord Qi, it seems people outside have started calling this place a dynasty."
I glanced at the Xiyuan girl beside me, clinging to my arm and refusing to let go.
"Wait a minute."
"I think this one of mine is having another episode."
