Huaian

He died in the glacier in the late Ming Dynasty, and when he opened his eyes again, he became the second son of an officer in the Republic of China. The soul of a fourth-grade civil servant in his previous life, and the body of a twelve-year-old boy in this life, caught between Beiyang, the Yingguo Army and Nanjing, watched his father spend his life answering a question: In a world that cannot be defended, why do people still defend it? From Xi'an to Guangzhou, from his study to the battlefield, his experience as an official for two generations is his only weapon. This was a lifelong dream - about power, about responsibility, and about the old locust tree that was born in the same year as him.