Shen Yuan was seventeen years old when he died in the official slave camp.
When I opened my eyes again, I returned to September of the thirteenth year of Dabao in the Southern Han Dynasty. My father is still alive, my brother has not been arrested, and the signboard of Nanzhu Shop is still hanging on the lintel of Nanzhu Lane in Guangzhou City.
And the two people who teamed up to kill the entire Shen family - Gong Chengshu, the powerful eunuch, and Lu Qiongxian, the maid, still regard the Shen family as a leek that is easy to pluck.
In her previous life, she was a businesswoman who was ignorant of the world and allowed herself to be manipulated. In this life, she will spend the last ten months before the fall of the Southern Han Dynasty, making beads, running boats, forming alliances, and making plans in the gap between the two tigers - turning the Shen family from chess pieces to chess players.
But she didn't expect that the descendant of the Southern Han clan who was castrated and went to the teahouse to drink leftover tea would become her sharpest move and the one she least dared to make.
Business war is like chess, and court is like a game. Pearl market, salt introduction, sea trade, espionage - every step is on the tip of the knife.
At the end of the knife tip, there was the sound of iron hooves from the Song army heading south at the end of the first month.
Intent: In troubled times, the real pearls are not in clam shells, but in people's hearts - ordinary people rely on their wisdom and courage to protect their loved ones and take root in the tide of the times.