Exiled to Northern Xinjiang, I Used Modern Knowledge to Rebuild the Dynasty

Three death orders were issued, and the royal edict was invalidated with one piece of paper. When the swords of the prince's personal guards, the secret messenger of the chief minister, and the cavalry of Northern Xinjiang pressed towards Yunzhou City at the same time, everyone felt that the deposed prince Peng Wu was dead. No one knows that inside this body is a soul from a thousand years later. Peng Wu looked at the remaining three hundred soldiers and a ruined city, and his men asked in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, what should we... Do?" Peng Wu looked around, his eyes fell on the barren fields, and he said something that the old times would never understand: "Get some fertilizer first." When the aloof dynasty was still weaving nooses with "ancestral systems", they would not understand that a brand-new power composed of numbers and formulas was taking root in the wind and snow of northern Xinjiang. This is not a counterattack, this is starting from the first bag of fertilizer, civilization's dimensionality reduction attack on the old era.