[An unconventional story with plenty of foreshadowing. Every character is ruthless and unhinged, human nature is shown in all its darkness, and no one gets stupid for the plot. Anyone could get killed at any moment.]
In a remote border county, a group of constables is slaughtered and the magistrate disappears. A down-and-out constable is the sole survivor. At the same time, the eldest prince is stripped of his position as crown prince, while the least-favored seventh prince is sent to govern this remote county...
The times are turbulent, and a long night is drawing near. Strange cases, conspiracies, and schemes unfold one after another. Imperial relatives and nobles, powerful clans, local gentry, martial sects, ruffians, and bandits all take the stage, each with their own tricks...
Though the bright moon hangs high, beneath its light the winds of darkness are rising, and the world is full of treachery...
Xu Meng, who transmigrated here, only wanted to live as a wealthy man who kept out of worldly affairs: buy a few acres of good farmland, marry a lovely wife, and enjoy a peaceful life. But from the very start, he is dragged into the struggles between all sides. The wheel of history rolls on with cruel indifference. Even a transmigrator with a golden finger can end up as mud crushed beneath its wheels. Political schemes and human nature are the old horses that drag the wheel forward; justice and truth are worthless in the face of calculation. Beneath those long, heavy tracks lie the shattered dreams of countless powerful clans, and the bones of countless people who refused to yield...
Great figures have plans of their own, and little people have their own schemes.
Hear thunder in the silence; see splendor where there is no color.
