[Ancient history + conspiracy + suspense + royal guards + pursuit + revenge + rivers and lakes + wits + little characters + main drama]
A book repairman accidentally gets involved in the whirlpool of the court, and a book reveals a shocking secret from ten years ago.
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A short review of the first ten chapters of "Dan Qing Wei" - There is thunder in the pile of old papers
Good historical novels do not invite the ancients out of the pile of old papers and bow to you; they allow you to step into that era yourself and smell the bitterness of ink, the fragrance of wontons, and the sweetness of blood. The first ten chapters of "Dan Qing Wei" have accomplished this.
The story begins in Nanjing in the third year of Wanli. A young man who repairs books, a secret letter from ten years ago in the same handwriting as his own, and a cabinet document rushed from the capital - these three elements are twisted into a rope at the end of the first chapter, firmly binding the reader to Zhou Mo's fate. The author is well versed in the rhythm of "slow-burn suspense": he is neither impatient nor impatient. He first feeds you with the dust under the Chaotian Palace and the wontons in Sister-in-law Cai's bowl, making you fall in love with this quiet world, and then smashes it with his own hands.
Mr. Lin is the Dinghai Shenzhen. When his skinny hands trembled and took out the wooden box from the dark compartment, the reader felt not fear, but an old tenderness. He had calculated everything except that he would die - or in other words, he had calculated it, but he didn't tell Zhou Mo. Chapter 7: The memorial tablet at Yongning Temple, Chapter 8: The suicide note from the Bureau of Secret Records, two ink lines, describe an old man who has kept a book for forty-two years and a secret for eleven years, which makes people feel distressed.
The most valuable thing about the first ten chapters is that they are not in a hurry to be "enjoyable". There is no cheat, no system, and no traveler perspective. Zhou Mo's only ability is the skills he has developed over ten years of book repair: distinguishing paper, appraising ink, and detecting forgeries. These hands cannot kill, they can only repair. But the author just let these hands repair the cracks in the memory of a dynasty.
When Ma boldly said, "Your father saved my life back then," all the foreshadowing in the first ten chapters finally merged into a thread: it turned out that there was a person standing behind each page of the silent old papers of the Secret Archives.
The last thing I want to say is the quality of this book. The author writes about Nanjing. The water vapor of the Qinhuai River, the bells of Chaotian Palace, and the stone steps of Jiming Temple all make people want to go there in person. When writing about night sailing on the canal, "the boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are overwhelming", the seven words turn classical poetry into a narrative. Writing about dust, moonlight, flying giants, and fallen leaves are used throughout. Although the writing style is not perfect, these images have become the most poetic footnote to the theme of "memory".
This is a novel that makes people slow down and read. It does not pander or please, it just quietly opens a door and lets you enter the city of Nanjing in the third year of Wanli. After walking in, you will find that there is really thunder among those old papers.
In this age of time travel and history, this is definitely a good book.
A short review of the first ten chapters of "Dan Qing Wei" - There is thunder in the pile of old papers Good historical novels do not invite the ancients out of the pile of old papers and bow to you; they allow you to step into that era yourself and smell the bitterness of ink, the fragrance of wontons, and the sweetness of blood. The first ten chapters of "Dan Qing Wei" have accomplished this. The story begins in Nanjing in the third year of Wanli. A young man who repairs books, a secret letter from ten years ago in the same handwriting as his own, and a cabinet document rushed from the capital - these three elements are twisted into a rope at the end of the first chapter, firmly binding the reader to Zhou Mo's fate. The author is well versed in the rhythm of "slow-burn suspense": he is neither impatient nor impatient. He first feeds you with the dust under the Chaotian Palace and the wontons in Sister-in-law Cai's bowl, making you fall in love with this quiet world, and then smashes it with his own hands. Mr. Lin is the Dinghai Shenzhen. When his skinny hands trembled and took out the wooden box from the dark compartment, the reader felt not fear, but an old tenderness. He had calculated everything except that he would die - or in other words, he had calculated it, but he didn't tell Zhou Mo. Chapter 7: The memorial tablet at Yongning Temple, Chapter 8: The suicide note from the Bureau of Secret Records, two ink lines, describe an old man who has kept a book for forty-two years and a secret for eleven years, which makes people feel distressed. The most valuable thing about the first ten chapters is that they are not in a hurry to be "enjoyable". There is no cheat, no system, and no traveler perspective. Zhou Mo's only ability is the skills he has developed over ten years of book repair: distinguishing paper, appraising ink, and detecting forgeries. These hands cannot kill, they can only repair. But the author just let these hands repair the cracks in the memory of a dynasty. When Ma boldly said, "Your father saved my life back then," all the foreshadowing in the first ten chapters finally merged into a thread: it turned out that there was a person standing behind each page of the silent old papers of the Secret Archives. The last thing I want to say is the quality of this book. The author writes about Nanjing. The water vapor of the Qinhuai River, the bells of Chaotian Palace, and the stone steps of Jiming Temple all make people want to go there in person. When writing about night sailing on the canal, "the boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are overwhelming", the seven words turn classical poetry into a narrative. Writing about dust, moonlight, flying giants, and fallen leaves are used throughout. Although the writing style is not perfect, these images have become the most poetic footnote to the theme of "memory". This is a novel that makes people slow down and read. It does not pander or please, it just quietly opens a door and lets you enter the city of Nanjing in the third year of Wanli. After walking in, you will find that there is really thunder among those old papers.
In this age of time travel and history, this is definitely a good book.