In the Dayin Dynasty, women were superior to men, men were docile, and women were respected when they were in power. Jiang Yan, the young minister of Dali Temple, had a venomous mouth. He scolded and cried the new beauty, ridiculed and dismissed the young master of the aristocratic family, and even had to take a detour when meeting Yue Lao. When the civil and military officials in the court mentioned her, they all felt a headache and put their foreheads in their hands - this woman was an expert in solving cases, but her mouth was three points more powerful than Shang Fang's sword.
Until a serial murder case led her to the most elegant fireworks place in the capital - Heming Tower.
The owner of the building, Shen Shuhe, is dressed in white and has a picturesque face, but also a mouth with seven orifices. He poured tea with a smile and spoke softly. With a few words, he could coax the powerful to willingly pay for their money, but in the midst of talking and laughing, he made those with evil intentions suffer the consequences.
When they first met, Jiang Yan sneered coldly: "It would be a pity for a person like the poster to be greeted and sent away here instead of becoming a model of male morality."
Shen Shuhe lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, stroking the tea cup with his fingertips: "My lord, you have worked hard to investigate the case, I just... Handed you a knife."
Later——
Everyone knows that the owner of Heming Tower is a gentle and talkative person. Only Jiang Yan knows that for this man, tea is the surface and the knife is the inside.
Until an old case was uncovered, involving a blood feud that wiped out the entire family twenty years ago. Shen Shuhe's white clothes were stained with blood, but he still poured a cup of tea for her. His eyes were slightly red, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Master Jiang, if I say... I plotted against everyone in the world, but I never plotted against you, would you believe it?"
