I, Shen Yuan, am the number one war criminal in the Dasheng Dynasty.
In my last life, I gave up my chance of survival to my great-uncle Shen Boheng, but what I got in exchange was a cup of poisonous wine and the destruction of my whole family. When I opened my eyes in this life, I knelt in front of my ancestors in the Shen family ancestral hall again, and I could hear Shen Boheng's spittle calling me "the star of mourning".
The difference is that I see the line of profit and cause and effect above everyone's head——
Shen Boheng's thread was connected to the secret messages from Prince Yan's palace and millions of kilograms of greedy military rations; his cousin's thread was tied to the accountant's gold bars; even the thread of the little girl serving tea under the corridor was tied to the waistband of a certain adult.
It turns out that in my last life, I lost so stupidly.
Since God has dealt the cards again, just follow my rules.
When Beidi knocked on the pass, I smiled and handed over a map of a fake grain road in exchange for 30,000 cavalry trapped in the snowfield; the vassal king rebelled, and I knelt at the gate of the imperial city to express my loyalty while pinching the rebels' economic lifeline into a hemp rope; Shen Boheng relied on his old age to prosper, so I put the scandals he had done one by one on the ancestral tablet and asked: "Old uncle, do you still dare to drink this cup of tea?"
I am Shen Yuan. In this life, I not only want to clear my grievances and protect my loved ones, but also move the entire Dasheng to the chessboard and ask one question:
Who are you planning to lose to?
