The Age of the Craftsman King

In the late years of Nanliang, craftsmen were as cheap as grass. There was a young blacksmith in Qingxi Village who refused to bow his head. He changed farm tools, he repaired river embankments; He treats the battlefield as a construction site and the city as a tool; He wrote "vessel" as "made" and the words of the craftsmen were written into the law. The ancestral iron hammer is in your hand, and the charcoal pen is imprinted on your heart—— How high can a mortal take his humble status? When skills change the order, will the new order in turn be annoying? This is a history of kingship that grew out of mud, water and iron fire... A country is built by work, and a country is built by utensils. (Hard-core technology flow/mortal counterattack/system flow)