There are two Shen Qingyas in the capital.
One is the world-famous Tanhua in blue shirt, who is a prolific poet and swordsman. He is the most trusted advisor of the prince and the future emperor's advisor.
One is a eunuch who crouched at the feet of a nine-thousand-year-old man and picked up scraps of silver. He was gloomy and humble, and was a coward in the country that was despised by all the officials.
No one knows that they are the same person.
Shen Qingya stood up for the prince and sold the information to Jiu QianSui. He made money for Jiu QianSui and handed the account book to the prince. He used the blood and gold of both parties to water the flower of his desire for power. Everyone in the court lives in a chess game - only he is both a chess player and a chess piece, and he is secretly redrawing the chess board.
"Trust?" He wiped the blood on his fingertips and chuckled, "It's just the most fragile and most useful bargaining chip on this imperial level."
When the prince put the jade pendant symbolizing his close friend into his palm, when Jiu Qiansui raised his chin with the toe of his boot and called him "loyal dog", Shen Qingya lowered his eyes in submission, but the account book in his heart quietly turned a new page:
Today's income – two shares of trust.
Today's expenditure - three coins for conscience.
The net profit is considerable.
Until that day, Jiu Qiansui pinched his chin and chuckled: "Puppy, do you think the prince would believe you or kill you if he knew your true identity?"
He still lowered his eyes and spoke in a gentle tone as usual: "Chitose is joking, how can a dog... Be worthy of his status?"
The hand behind his back was already holding a secret letter that could kill both of them at the same time.
Concept: Desire for power is a mirror that reflects the abyss of human nature. When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you - and the best chess players have already lived themselves as the abyss itself.