Winter of the eleventh year of Shaoxing, the Dali Temple prison.
Yue Fei was imprisoned on a charge consisting of three words: “no need to prove it.”
Three days later, the Fengbo Pavilion.
Jiang Xu, a history student, brought a book called The Ledger of Regrets into the prison and became the jailer Kui Shun.
Wan Qixiang forced him to sign, Qin Hui wanted him silenced, and the emperor was waiting for him to die.
He opened the ledger. There was only one sentence inside:
“Yue Wumu must not die on a charge of ‘no need to prove it.’”
Then it would start tonight: overturn the verdict.
Change one regret, gain a thread of fortune.
After Yue Fei came the Wu River, Wuzhang Plain, the sand dunes...
Jiang Xu repeatedly transmigrated into the doomed minor figures in the history books, changing the fates of the great men who came before him.
Until he discovered that someone was writing down the world's regrets, one stroke at a time.
And every stroke he changed carried him farther and farther away from the world he'd come from.
There have been too many regrets in history, and it is still very touching to see those regrets being made up for.