Shen Zhiyi, the daughter of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, is rich, beautiful and talented, but she has an arranged marriage where she has no control over everything. In order to escape from marriage, she decided to cut off her long hair and put on men's clothes. She ran all the way to the capital, accidentally exerted too much force, and came back with a top score in the exam. On her first day as an official in the court, Shen Zhiyi looked at the young chief minister who was cold and dignified, powerful and opposed to her at every turn, and felt a little familiar. ... Isn't this her rumored unselfish and ruthless fiancé, Lu Shiyan? ! Help! Is it okay to run away from marriage and run away to my fiancé? ! Above the court, they are tit-for-tat political enemies. The Chief Assistant: "Shen Zhuangyuan's method is too ideal and may be difficult to implement." Shen Zhiyi: "The Chief Assistant is too stubborn to be stubborn. How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't try it?" Colleagues trembled: When gods fight, mortals suffer. Outside the court, an imperial edict made them "colleagues who love each other" and were forced to live under the same roof to investigate important cases. Then the painting style changed - Lu Shiyan looked at the corner of her clothes that was accidentally exposed by the corset cloth, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master Shen, the security in Beijing has been uneasy recently, your armor... Is quite unique." Shen Zhiyi hurriedly said: "Ahem, a specialty from my hometown, good for keeping fit!" Lu Shiyan looked at her skillfully dialing the abacus to calculate the household deficit, and his eyes deepened: "Master Shen is so proficient in merchant affairs, who did he study under?" Shen Zhiyi was sweating profusely: "I know a little, I know a little, my father is a small businessman." Yes, the richest man in Jiangnan, his business is indeed small enough that everyone knows it. Later, when her vest was finally peeled off layer by layer,
