Big-company HR director Wen Ye drops dead on page 38 of her year-end review presentation. When she opens her eyes, she has become the lowest-ranking junior official in the Palace Attendants Bureau.
Her superiors skim off the top, her peers pass the blame, and three thousand imperial consorts are caught in a rat race. Fine. It’s just a new workplace, isn’t it?
She rolls up her sleeves: sets KPIs, establishes SOPs, launches monthly assessments, and puts out a suggestion box, turning the entire imperial retreat into the most orderly department in the Great Yong Dynasty.
A routine audit uncovers a shocking case: of the 370,000 dan of disaster relief grain sent to the northern border, less than a tenth reached the victims. Forty-three thousand people starved to death.
Behind every fraudulent account are human lives.
From public trials in the Golden Hall to undercover investigations and the mystery of the phoenix seal, she drives the word “rules” into the bones of the dynasty, one nail at a time.
The cold-faced emperor opens her suggestion box himself. From then on, there’s an extra chair beside his imperial desk.
“My empress will kneel to no one.”
“Your Majesty, let’s get this straight first: I’ll be auditing your accounts for three years.”
When every county has someone who can audit the books, and every ledger has someone keeping an eye on it, she can finally step down after a job well done.
That, perhaps, is what life is all about: accounts to audit, someone to rely on, and justice to be heard.
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