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In the early Tang Dynasty, undercurrents were raging. Five surnames and seven families controlled the government. The imperial power was in deep trouble. A scholar from a poor family single-handedly stirred up the political turmoil in Zhenguan. It was late spring in the sixth year of Zhenguan. Chinese teacher Chu Li woke up and became a penniless scholar from a poor family in Chang'an City. There was no golden finger, no system, just a bald pen that couldn't write and a mess that was publicly humiliated by the children of aristocratic families. A bowl of Yangchun noodles was extorted for five taels of silver. The son of the Bolingcui family threw the silver into the muddy water and asked him to bow and pick it up. He did not bow. He read a poem. "An Neng is able to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy." This poem alarmed Princess Changle and Jin Wang Li Zhi on the Qujiang Boat, and also alarmed Li Shimin in the Tai Chi Hall who was having a headache with the Turkic invaders and letters of recommendation for seven families with five surnames. From scolding the housekeeper of the Cui family at the gate of the princess's house, to shocking everyone with his performance of "Out of the Barrier" in the Tai Chi Palace, to revealing the mystery of the military's false reporting of military strength, this Chinese teacher, who is full of Tang poetry and Song lyrics, used the confidence of five thousand years of civilization to tear a hole in the early Tang Dynasty court where the family's family dominated the sky. Poetry can serve as a stepping stone, but it cannot stop the hidden arrows of aristocratic families. Literary talent can shock the emperor, but it cannot evade the layers of calculations in the court. Everyone in the civil and military circles of the dynasty knew about him, and seven families with five surnames regarded him as a thorn in their side. Changsun Wuji said a compliment that could not be faulted. The prince and the king of Wei also began to notice this poor boy standing next to the king of Jin. Chu Li knew that the real trouble was yet to come.

Su Yuan, a former algorithm engineer at a major Internet company, woke up and transformed into Chongzhen. In front of him was the crooked-necked tree in Meishan, and in the distance was Li Zicheng's army of one hundred thousand men. There was only an old eunuch beside him who was crying. System credit: [Loyalty System] - Look at any minister and you can hear his truest voice. But the price is: every time you use it, the other party will feel a little uneasy about being seen through. The difference between loyalty and treachery is always mutual. Su Yuan looked at the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and decided to call them in one by one to talk. The Minister of War knelt on his knees and shouted "Your Majesty, His Majesty". What he was thinking was: Why is he not dead yet? The chief minister of the cabinet burst into tears and said, "I am very worried." What he was thinking was: When Li Zicheng takes his seat, I will still be the cabinet minister. Su Yuan smiled. He tore Bai Ling off the tree, balled it up and threw it on the ground. "Li Zicheng hasn't even broken into the Forbidden City yet, how can someone on the throne think about death first?" This is the story of an algorithm engineer using data thinking to rectify the Ming Dynasty. It is also a story about an ordinary person being forced by a group of drama queens to become an eternal emperor.

After traveling through time and becoming the poorest scholar in Bianjing, Su Liang was under great pressure. Fortunately, he has his own "Chinese poetry library". Su Shi, Li Qingzhao, Xin Qiji... Are all his "inventory". At the poetry meeting, a song called "Summer Quatrains" caused a sudden change in poetry and music, which shocked the audience. Sima Guang invited him to play chess, Su Shi wrote a letter asking for "communication", and even the secret agents of the Kaifeng Mansion began to stay. Su Liang just wanted to quietly copy poems and sell them for money, and write storybooks to get rich, but troubles came one after another-- Some people called him a literary thief, some stole his manuscripts, and some lived in the temple waiting to plot against him. Su Liang was angry: "I just want to make some money, but you insist on risking your life with me?" So, with his left hand, he copied poems and moved the world, and with his right hand, he created the first gossip tabloid in the Song Dynasty. When everyone thought he was just a weak scholar, he blew the hidden weapon stylus in the dark. This is a light-hearted story about a not-so-serious "Wen Chao Gong" who caused trouble in the Song Dynasty.

What should I do if I travel through time and become the shopkeeper of Qianhao who is about to go bankrupt in the Tang Dynasty? Zhou Ji said: tear up the IOU first. Creditor: Six hundred and fifty guan, must be paid back today! Zhou Ji: I will pay you back in three days, and the interest will be calculated again. By the way, how much tax did your jade business steal? Creditor: ... You are cruel. Hu Shang: I want to deposit money in Chang'an and withdraw money in Yangzhou to save some shipping costs. Zhou Ji: Not only do you not charge storage fees for depositing money, but they also give you interest. The money is stored with me, and I will lend it out for you, and you will get a share of the interest earned. Hu Shang:? ? ? Is there such a good thing in the world? Colleague: You broke the rules of Quan Chang An Qianhao! Zhou Ji: What rules? A rule that prevents depositors from making money? That's a good hit. From a run-down small money bank in the West City to the first bank in Datang-- Zhou Ji's left hand was financial innovation and his right hand was accounting standards, which completely destroyed the business structure of Tianbao years. Hengchang Hao, Zhang's Trading Company, Hubu Du Branch... Every opponent eventually became his partner. This is the story of a modern auditor who used balance sheets and flying money orders to make trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

The daily life of a grassroots Qin official: Before spring plowing, I used the standard Qin dou to re-measure the acres of land in the county, and found that the measurement error left over from the old Chu was as high as 13%. Browse through the backlog of Xianyang laws and regulations, find out the terms of water conservancy restoration that can reduce the corvee, and rebuild drainage and irrigation canals at the lowest cost. Facing the censor who came to check the accounts, every entry and exit of the warehouse was marked with the corresponding law number. The censor asked no questions and only marked "high" in the verification manual. There is no plotting, no rebellion, no changing one's fate against fate. Only a county magistrate who didn't want to hang around read the Qin Code word for word, and then put them on this land one by one. And when he turned Xianyang's laws into reality one by one - he didn't know that far away in the Prime Minister's Mansion in Xianyang, someone recorded his actions on the edge of a draft roster...

Ma Cheng, a modern migrant worker, traveled through time and airborne into the most dangerous dungeon of the Three Kingdoms - Street Pavilion. Good news: He is familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms. Bad news: History has gone awry from the moment he woke up. His father, Ma Su, packed up his bedding and ran away. The army collapsed, the water source was cut off, Zhang He's 50,000 cavalry pressed on the border, and Zhuge Liang's Northern Expedition was about to collapse. There were only three hundred defeated troops left around him, lacking armor and arrows, and their food sacks were empty. There is no system, no golden fingers, only a curled-edged Huanshou knife. Three hundred remaining soldiers scattered into Nanshan. They don't fight to win, they just fight; they don't kill the Wei army, they just grind it down. Traps, cold arrows, fatigue warfare, psychological warfare - use the brains of modern people to fight a battle with five good generals that has never been seen in this era. An army of fifty thousand soldiers was pinned to a street pavilion by three hundred men, unable to move even an inch. When Zhuge Liang heard the news and returned to his army, he saw the Shu banner all over the mountain and a seventeen-year-old boy on the top of Nanshan Mountain. From the son of a guilty general to the pillar of the Han Dynasty, from three hundred remnant soldiers to a hundred thousand strong army. If Dad loses his game, I will win; Dad lost the street pavilion, I'll pick it up! I will never follow the cheap daddy and live in infamy for eternity.