Scenic Wall and Waves

In the first year of Wanli, four-year-old Li Guangjin saw the coffin of his father, the head of the household department, return home. The pillars collapsed, huge debts suddenly hit, and relatives plotted against each other. Overnight, the Li family of Jinjiang, the heirloom of poetry and rituals, was in turmoil. Between the sound of the loom in the middle of the night and the size of the sand table, his mother worked hard to maintain the glimmer and dignity of "only reading is good" for him. To avoid the storm, he temporarily lived in Anping, Chonggang, southern Fujian with his mother. Here, the turbulent world trend of "seven out of ten families, taking business as their profession" completely destroyed his immature understanding of the world. Thousands of merchants gathered at the pier, sails and sails were like forests, and the crisp sound of money and the roar of the waves intertwined into a rough and vigorous epic of survival. He first met his cousin who was walking on the edge of wind, waves and law, and saw wealth and risks far beyond his imagination. For the first time, he became deeply confused about the "right path" taught by his mother: Should he immerse himself in scriptures and return to his father's noble but uncertain imperial examination career? Or should you embrace the business wave in front of you that is full of money and opportunities, but can actually shoulder the burden of the family? On one side is the motto of "poems and books passed down from generation to generation" that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and the undying expectations in the sound of mother's loom; on the other side is the pulse of the port of "trading goods overseas, going to sea", which is the huge profit and danger that can change the fate. Li Guangjin stood at the turbulent intersection of the two worlds. At his feet was the reef of his family's collapse, and in front of him was the surging unknown sea of ​​the times.