Two hundred years after the founding of the Chu Kingdom, the imperial court was busy fighting for clans and powerful men, and no one cared about the lives of the people in the county.
Chen Sanmu, a modern water conservancy engineer, is an amateur researcher on a declining dynasty called "Da Chu". He spent six years researching a dike in Pingquan County of Da Chu, leaving only one sentence in the entire "Book of Da Chu": "In the autumn of the third year of Chenghe, there was a flood, and if the embankment did not collapse by three feet, the people would be safe."
Until the archaeological team dug up a ruined stele, with four words on it: The truth is revealed. Signed: Chen Sanmu.
He drove to the archaeological site, and when his fingertips touched a piece of gray soil with "unknown function", his feet collapsed and he passed through.
When he opened his eyes, he was tied to a wooden stake on the river embankment. The surroundings were full of refugees, and the supervisor read out the sacrificial text: This year the River God is getting married, and he will be the sacrifice.
Charge: Yesterday, he said, "This dam is being repaired in reverse," and violated the river god.
He glanced at the sagging altar at his feet and shouted a life-saving sentence: "The river god is angry!"
The earth platform collapsed in response. The sacrifice becomes the messenger, and the condemned prisoner becomes the foreman.
Thirty days, a dike is bound to collapse, a flood is bound to come, a father is silenced, and an old case is burned.
He remembered the historical saying: The people will be whole. But he didn't know if he was included in those words.
While other people traveled through time with the art of war, encyclopedias, and systems, Chen Sanmu only brought one thing with him: the brains of twenty-eight years of embankment construction, and a moth-eaten history book.
When the archaeological team excavated the embankment two thousand years later, there was a tablet buried in the embankment, with four characters and a person's name engraved on it.
And that man is on this side, burying the monument into the soil with one shovel after another.
Stew Dachu in an iron pot, and your days will be full of success.
