She uses needles and threads as blades to weave life into troubled times; he wields power like a sword, splitting the Iron Curtain apart.
When the orphan girl and the cold-faced chief assistant join forces, a silent and majestic change quietly sweeps through the Dasheng Mountains and Rivers.
She founded the "Brocade Weaving Society" and taught women of all peoples skills, knowledge, and dignity; she introduced new political laws, broke the monopoly of aristocratic families, and opened roads for poor families. From the death row of the Ministry of Punishment to the sit-ins in the imperial city, from the beacon smoke at Yumen to the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, they used trust as the warp and weft to weave a web of people's livelihood covering their home and country.
However, on the day of success, the two decided to retire - no longer attached to power and position, but only to retain the system. Because they know very well that the real prosperous age is not in the hands of heroes, but in ordinary alleys, women can weave beautiful things with their hands, and border children can read aloud in school.
This is an ancient group portrait epic about faith, cooperation and the light of the system.
There is no golden finger, only step-by-step wisdom;
There is no exclusive favor, only side-by-side respect.
How a woman stood up from the dust, and together with a man lit up the glimmer of light of an era, and let that light shine for generations to come.
Intent: This is an ancient proverb group portrait epic about faith, cooperation and the light of the system