Jiuzhou Dingge

The queen lowered the curtain, the young emperor sat in court, the nobles were entrenched, and refugees were everywhere. No one in the world thinks that we are in the end of the world - everyone thinks that the young king is just doubtful and the officials are unclear about governance, and that he will be able to revive the country when the young emperor takes charge. Nanhai Prefecture, the land of plenty in southern Xinjiang. Wang Gong, an ordinary commoner, had no official, no position, no soldiers, no power, no adventures, no tricks, only a clear mind, steely restraint, and a set of rules engraved in his bones and blood. The Zhang family fell, the Lin family fell into disgrace, the public office was erected, the fields were divided, and the canals were connected to every piece of land. But the eyes in the court finally focused on Nanhaizhou. The Hou Party has no shortage of troops, official seals, and legal machinery. If they want to destroy Wang Gong, they don't need to send a single soldier - they only need a piece of official document to characterize "common people as exceeding their authority", and everything he has painstakingly built can be turned from "the people's will" into an "illegal organization". Wang Gong finally understood: It is no longer enough to defend Nanhai Prefecture. Trade routes were cut off, allies were transferred away, bandits were everywhere, and food prices soared. Every step he takes outward is forced - if he doesn't retreat, he will die; if he doesn't expand, he will die. This is a mortal epic. There is no destiny, no divine soldiers descending from the sky, only a story of an ordinary person holding on step by step in troubled times, being coerced by the situation step by step, and going from defending his hometown to conquering the world. What he ultimately left to the world was not a family and a family, but a set of sustainable rules and a new order in which the system transcended individuals.