There are mountains of official documents in the Qin Dynasty, but Shen Yan, a ninth-grade official, awakens the secret skill of writing letters in the fragrance of ink.
While his colleagues were still scratching their heads over ten volumes of official documents, he had already approved a hundred volumes, at the cost of his mother's dying instructions being quietly erased.
In the sound of the county government's calculations, the quirky accountant girl hid secrets for him; the gentleman-like bookkeeper secretly tore up his report exposing corruption.
Until that day, on the sandalwood table in the Imperial Study Room, Li Shangshu stared at the hundred kilograms of ironclad evidence he presented, and finally tore apart his upright and dignified mask.
Memory turned into firewood that burned down the shady secrets of the officialdom. From the ninth-grade clerk to the imperial ink pen, every document he reviewed was branded with four words in the Qin Dynasty - a poor family!
