Zhang Qianhao was a seasoned modern-day outdoor adventurer, but he lost his footing, fell off a cliff, and died. His last wisp of spirit eventually transmigrated to the Northern Song dynasty, a time plagued by internal and external strife, ceaseless warfare, an empty treasury, and a country in turmoil.
What annoyed him even more was that he'd transmigrated into the body of a wastrel. His extravagance and harassment of women had driven his parents to their deaths, and he'd shown no remorse, so the clan leader had cast him out.
Zhang Qianhao arrived with nothing to his name, and his new household was so poor they could barely afford to eat. But no problem. He was a seasoned outdoor adventurer, so this was child's play: he'd hunt with his concubine and make a fortune.
While the treasury lay empty and warfare raged, he became a local magnate through hunting.
This vast land and its mighty rivers would one day belong to him...
What did you write? His wife's name is okay, so does his sister's name also have the same name?
The logic is confusing, the characters are mentally retarded, and the thinking and reasoning of the story are unreasonable.
What is this written about? There are plots in the east and plots in the west, one in the Song Dynasty and one in the Great Yan Dynasty. You didn't write it all by yourself.
The predecessor I wrote is trash. Alas, those who are born again will say that they are good.
Is this the end? So many holes left unfilled?
Why my mother is called aunt, and why my brother is called cousin, I don't understand the seniority in this writing.