She was a modern water conservancy engineer who died in a dam collapse and woke up to find that she had become an unpopular concubine in the prince's mansion.
Her past life comes to mind——
On May 15, the 13th year of Yongping, there was a heavy rain in the capital and floods poured in.
Her grandmother waded into the water to save her and died outside her door.
There are still twenty-two days until that day.
She held the brush and drawings in her hands tightly:
This time, she wants to use modern knowledge to rewrite ancient tragedies.
Survey the terrain, draw the water system, persuade the court, dredge the river...
She fought against natural disasters with her own strength.
Little did she know that outside the courtyard where she worked hard to draw, a group of like-minded friends were quietly gathering around her.
Some people say: Miss Xie's seventh daughter is crazy. How can a woman understand construction?
She only said: Drawings can speak for themselves, and technology does not differentiate between men and women.
Mission: Craftsmanship has no borders, and creation is for the benefit of the people