Weiyuanyi: I Will Guard the Border a Hundred Years Ahead of Schedule

Shen He, who had worked in water conservancy for 20 years, finally fell on a flood prevention list that no one had approved. When he opened his eyes again, his soul returned to Datong Town in the Ming Dynasty and became a ninth-grade postmaster in Weiyuanyi. The post station was in ruins and the manpower was withered. An early warning sounded in Biansheng's mind, announcing his death date: three hundred and sixty-two days later, a severe drought swept across the border; three years later, the Tatar cavalry broke through the pass and headed south. In the past life, there were no plans but no one implemented them. In this life, we have the opportunity and no constraints. With a small post as its foundation, Shenhe dug wells and canals, stocked up grain to comfort the people, and protected hundreds of people during the famine. Then he rammed earth to build walls, cleaned up defenses, and joined forces with the border troops to resist prairie raiders, turning a dying post into an unbreakable fortress on the border. With beacons everywhere and bloody battles to defend the city, Weiyuan Station became the last barrier of Datong. However, his ability to predict misfortune gradually goes out of control, and spies from the court and struggles for power follow one after another. He even unexpectedly discovers that he is not the only "prophet" in the world. The early warning changed from a boost to a cage, and the chess game behind the scenes emerged layer by layer. When the turmoil subsided and fame was easily available, Shen He chose to stop. He doesn't seek high-ranking officials and generous salaries, he doesn't love the endless prosperity, he keeps a post, protects a place, knows the wind and rain, and repairs roof tiles. This is his final destination.