When she opened her eyes, she was kneeling under the white flags in the mourning hall. Her husband's family called her a coward and wanted to kick her out of the house. Her parents thought she was embarrassed and wanted to send her to the family temple to have her hair twisted and become a sister-in-law. At the age of sixteen, there is already a dead end in this world.
But in her mind were five thousand years of poetry and poetry, and in her hand was a pen that no one had ever seen before.
She wrote a poem called Qijue under the city wall, which spread throughout the capital overnight. The granddaughter of the cabinet bachelor read the word "Jiangshan" and put down the teacup and went downstairs to invite her in person. Those who scolded her as a loser would not have imagined that the person they kicked out was someone who could turn a mansion from a victim to a defendant in half an hour.
Later, she entered Qingyin Pavilion, presented "Ode to the Coming of All Nations", fought with the Imperial Academy, and offered strategies to defeat the enemy. When those people in the court who laughed at her as a woman came to their senses, she already had the advantage and the chess was in the middle.
This is the story of a woman who never accepts her fate and uses a thousand-year cultural background to pave the way for herself. Every step she took was on steps invisible to others. And those who once wanted to step her into the mud will eventually look up at the path she has walked.
