In the twenty-fourth year of Zhaowu, the Zhou Dynasty was like a coffin inlaid with gold and jade. It was glorious on the outside but already decayed on the inside.
The day Shen Guiyan walked into the capital, it rained heavily. Instead of trying to cling to the rich and powerful, this new scholar walked into the cold pavilion of the Hanlin Academy filled with old papers, carrying a half-broken fish charm. Everyone thought he was a poor scholar who only knew how to study, except Pei Shu, the imperial master at that time - the old man standing in the shadow of the emperor, smelled the cold bloody smell from hell.
Shen Guiyan didn't believe in Tao or fate, he only believed in the pen and knife in his hand. He used arithmetic to dismantle the ledgers of official corruption, used laws to weave a noose, and step by step uprooted the Taishi Party's foundation in Jiangnan. Beside him were Li Yunse, the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei, who was as sharp as a sword, and the eunuch with the palm seal who smiled but concealed his sword.
This is a war without smoke.
There is no magic weapon descended from heaven, only officialdom strife, economic collapse, and the game of people's hearts.
What Shen Guiyan wants to do is not to repair this leaky giant ship, but to sink it with his own hands and make himself the new keel.
"In this world, the admonitions of saints cannot save the hungry, and benevolence, righteousness, and morality cannot fill the stomach."
"Since this big Zhou's bones are soft, let's change them to a pair of hard bones - even if they are my Shen Guiyan's bones."
This is a court epic written in a realistic style, where there are the dirtiest transactions and the most lonesome perseverance. See how a lonely minister from a poor family makes his way step by step in the quagmire, using his mortal body to gamble on the fate of the country and reshape the country.
