Canglang Is Turbid and Clear

In the spring of the 23rd year of Longjing, an old skeleton suddenly appeared in the ancient well of Gongyuan. The bones were dressed in a soldier's uniform, and embedded deep in his lumbar spine was a frontier armor-piercing awl that should have been destroyed. Lu Wenyuan, the new imperial censor, insisted on pursuing the investigation, but he did not know that what he uncovered was the most turbid undercurrent beneath the peaceful surface of the Sheng Kingdom. Imperial examination fraud implicated the prince in amassing money, and the specially-made murder weapon came from an old case in the military. But all the clues actually pointed to a long-closed entertainment shop - "Mosui Zhai". Behind the shop stood Gao Shiheng, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, whose disciples were all over the government and the public. From then on, the lonely minister, the powerful prime minister, the general, the widower, the hidden king... Five people who should have never met were dragged into the same chess game by a skeleton in the well. Lu Wenyuan thought he was chasing the murderer, but he didn't know that every step he took became a move on someone else's chessboard. Gao Shiheng held a black jade walnut and smiled at the powerful weapon of a poor family to drive away political enemies for himself. Xie Mingcong sought justice for the orphan Paoze, but he broke into a shocking black hole of arms loss. Shen Zhiyi can examine hundreds of wounds on the bones of corpses, but cannot detect the weirdness of people's hearts. The seventh prince, Jing Jue, was sitting on the market intelligence network, watching with cold eyes how his brothers dismantled the country into a series of businesses waiting for a price. From the bones in the tribute courtyard, to the copper fish in the canal, to the charred corpses in the imperial temple. Three strange cases, like three sharp blades, cut open the fabric of the prosperous age one after another, revealing the intricate cancer inside: The imperial examination became a door to party strife, weapons became a sword for seizing one's heirs, and the New Deal became a tomb for burying people. And the dying emperor, sitting high in the hall, quietly watching his ministers fight in the turbulent waves, turning all truth and loyalty into chips of checks and balances. When the last conspiracy surfaced, Lu Wenyuan finally had ironclad evidence that could overturn the government and the opposition. However, the new king on the dragon throne only asked him lightly: "Lu Qing, do you want to have a clear name once and for all, or... Peace for a lifetime?" Purpose: Using several bizarre unsolved cases in the court as a blade to cut open the ulcers under the robes of the prosperous age, it tells the tragedy of how an idealist is slowly swallowed up, transformed and "collected" by the systemic power structure. It explores not only machinations and struggles, but also the inevitable process of how personal will, professional ethics and pure beliefs are expropriated, consumed and silently annihilated in the face of a huge, chaotic and self-sustaining power machine.