Big Han Account Settler

In the fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty, a very cold snow fell in Chang'an. In order to prove to the world that he was a saint, Prince Mang of Anhan, who had the most power in the world, took poisonous wine with his own hands and poisoned his legitimate son to death. On this day, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty shouted loudly for the reincarnation of Duke Zhou, and students all over the world cried bitterly. The entire Han Empire seemed to have fallen into a fanatical collective hysteria. On the same day, in the mud of Baishui Township in Nanyang, a descendant of the down-and-out royal family named Liu Xiu dug out a frozen wheat root and silently made a calculation in his mind: According to the prince's method, within three years, the Han Dynasty's treasury will bottom out, and the price of rice will increase tenfold. In the eyes of others, the world is filled with prophecies and auspiciousness, the collapse of rituals and the destruction of music, and the hegemony of kings; In Liu Xiu's eyes, the world is just an account book. Currency, soldiers and armor, food and grass, and people's hearts are all chips. This is the most magical time. Wang Mang, a time traveler, holds the banner of "reorganization" and burns the foundation of the empire with the fire of idealism; This is also the cruelest era. The green forest and red eyebrows swept the world, the strong and powerful soldiers supported themselves, and countless heroes were fighting in a pool of blood. When the giant wheel of fate rolled over and forced Liu Xiu to stand up from the mud and pull out the mud-stained ring-head knife from his waist, the whole world finally understood - A true son of a plane never depends on God for food. He just knows better than anyone else how to survive in this troubled world where madmen are rampant, and then... Buy the whole world. "You talk about receiving orders from heaven, but I only pay for the daily necessities." - Liu Xiu.