When he was fourteen years old, Shen Qingtang was taken into the palace from his rundown house in Runan.
Her father was a poor scholar, and her mother was a concubine from a down-and-out noble family. The royal blood in her body was weaker than the well water in the alley. She was chosen only because the dying Emperor Jing He needed a chess piece - a puppet that could be discarded at any time to block the blade of the Regent Xiao Dingquan to usurp the throne.
On the day she ascended the throne at the age of seventeen, a bead curtain hung in front of the throne, so that all officials could not even see her face. The regent stood at the foot of the royal steps, not even kneeling.
Everyone thought she wouldn't last three years.
But Shen Qingtang remembered the late emperor's words before his death - "Don't let anyone see your cards before you turn the table over."
So she endured it. The machine that makes stamps behind the bead curtain looks down in contempt. No one noticed that she had quietly laid out her own plot - a widowed businessman, a group of women who had been mistreated by the world, a remnant army in the dark, a money-grubbing minister, and an old general who did not take sides with anyone.
She used a small cloth shop to leverage the court, used needlework and abacus to weave a large network from the streets to the frontier, and forced the arrogant regent into a dead end step by step.
This is not a cool article that turns things around overnight.
This is the story of a woman fighting her way out of a desperate situation. There is no savior around her, no affectionate male protagonist, only women who are struggling to survive in the cracks like her - they hold their fate in their rough hands, and no one is willing to let go.
The flower of misfortune can also bloom in the most noble place in the world. This is her world.
Purpose: Women can support a prosperous world without relying on destiny and relying on themselves