Qingben

If time travel were divided into three, six or nine levels, Song Guannan could say without hesitation that he was the lowest. When other people travel through time, they are princesses, princesses, rich ladies, and no matter how bad they are, they are still rich in clothes and food. She, Song Guannan, traveled through time and was an orphan who was adopted by a monk during a time of famine. The villagers outside the temple also looked at them as if they were food. Even being adopted by Master was because the price was the cheapest. The change of times is like a big mountain for any ordinary person. The court was in chaos, and foreign relatives repeatedly interfered in politics; rituals and music collapsed, and poetry and prose were not allowed to be free; there were droughts and floods, and frequent attacks from various countries. "I don't want to see troubled times. I want to change everything." Song Guannan raised his head and said to his master. The master patted her shoulder kindly, shook his head, sighed and walked away. "You, an earthworm can shake a big tree, you are ridiculously overconfident." Song Guannan clenched her fists, even though her future soul and innate supernatural power were just an ant in this troubled world. But even so, she has to stand up, even if there is only a little hope, she will never back down!