Living in a Troubled World, I Changed the World by Creating a Human Whip

At the end of the Qian Dynasty, the world was in chaos. The monsters that come out from the depths of the mountains, the weirdness caused by the resentment of the people after being massacred, the sects of aristocratic families that silently eat people, the bandits who kill good people and take credit for their merits, the princes and rebels who separatize a place... In such troubled times, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive. When he woke up, Xia Yang became a minor official in the small county government office. In troubled times, the people in the yamen are like grass and grass. The gangs that are destroying the bones and sucking the marrow, the wealthy families that control prices, the coming rebellion... The small county town was like duckweed in these troubled times, and he was just a grain of sand on the duckweed. At night, in the basement, Xia Yang looked at the clay figurine in front of him, clenching the artificial whip in his hand and smiling. "This world is pretty good."