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He is a mirror that reflects the face of the late emperor and the many holes in the empire. He is just a medicine guide, rising and falling in the boiling cauldron, trying to hang on to the increasingly weak national spirit. He is also a fire, burning with all his strength in the endless darkness and cold, trying to light up a way to survive and warm this land called Daqin.

A long knife kisses the neck, and the soul returns to its homeland. It has been thirty years in a daze; The country is not broken, the mountains and rivers remain the same, and the Central Plains is safe; The Hu invaders looked south, the Tang people peered north, Meng and Shu occupied Sichuan, Guanzhong licked their swords, and the two Huaihe Rivers flourished. Who will be the final winner of the land of China? When Chai Qian, whose country is ruined and his family is destroyed, returns to a time before everything happened, can he lead the Central Plains, which is about to collapse, to another road full of thorns but full of vitality? (This article is a historical fiction. It is set that Zhao Kuangyin died in a battle. The Song Dynasty has not yet begun, and the feudal kings are still divided. In order to increase the fiction and drama, the existence time of some historical figures will be changed. I hope readers will understand. If you have any suggestions, you can also make them. Thank you!)