During the Longwan years, the Ming Dynasty was turbulent, with party disputes like abyss, eunuch power like a blade, and the dark lines between the inner court and the outer court intertwined into a network, and every step was like a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. The Lu family, a noble family in the south of the Yangtze River, passed down the family to calligraphy and calligraphy. Lu Yanqing was immersed in calligraphy and calligraphy since he was a child, and he had a pure body. However, he was involved in the whirlpool of the court. He used the pen as a blade to play unknown games among the documents. He was used to being alone, and the ink in the inkstone was his only companion. The lone lamp on his desk reflected his thin figure. After seeing the warmth and coldness of the court, he had already locked up his love. He only used pen and ink as a shield to protect his family and his weak original intention.
At that time, in Fusi, Beizhen, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, Shen Zhengming, was dressed in a black flying fish suit and wore an embroidered spring knife. He had the power of life and death. He was the "cold blade" that everyone in the court feared. He is the sword of the imperial power and a thorn in the side of all forces. He is ruthless in his actions and decisive in killing. He has a cold and hard aura around him that keeps strangers away. No one knows the forbearance and struggle behind his mask.
An undercover investigation triggered by the Yan Yin case forced Lu Yanqing and Shen Zhengming to intersect. In the beginning, there was temptation and caution, the natural opposition between civil servants and military officials, and the collision between official documents and Xiuchundao. But amid the surging investigations, late-night secret conversations and the shadow of swords, the two people at the center of the whirlpool got a glimpse of each other's background. He understands the original intention of his family and country hidden in his pen and ink, and he protects the integrity of his writings. There was no fiery confession, only a cup of warm tea handed to him on the desk, the fatal blow blocked by the knife, and the silence of looking at each other across the desk in the middle of the night.
As the party struggle intensified, Shen Zhengming's identity became the target of criticism in the court. Lu Yanqing was also forced to get involved in a more dangerous storm because of his family's stance. The imperial power is jealous and factions are fighting. The once tacit understanding has become a reminder for each other. Shen Zhengming was framed and imprisoned. Lu Yanqing used his pen as a blade and expressed his love for him every word with blood, but in the end he could not withstand the suspicion of the imperial power. When the sword light fell on the execution ground, Lu Yanqing watched the black figure lying in a pool of blood across the crowd. The pen in his hand lost its accuracy for the first time. The ink in the inkstone poured out, blurring the memorial on the case and the brokenness in his eyes that had never been exposed.
Lu Yanqing used his pen as a blade to personally put an end to the gangsters who framed Shen Zhengming, and spent all his energy. The rain in Jiangnan has been falling all autumn. He returned to his old house in Jiangnan with half of the jade pendant left by Shen Zhengming. There was no new ink on the inkstone on the desk, and the solitary lamp was lit every night, reflecting his increasingly thin figure. Later, the turmoil in the court gradually subsided, but his pen and ink could no longer express any vitality. He guarded an old inkstone and a past that no one knew about. In the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, it finally became a silent monument. No one asked about it anymore, and no one knew about it. The two lamps on the desk at that time once illuminated two hearts that were close to each other, but were eventually crushed by the times.
Purpose: Taking the strife in the imperial court in the late Ming Dynasty as the background, and using Lu Yanqing's solitary inkstone lamp and Shen Zhengming's cold bone blade to depict the fateful tragedy of two people living in the torrent of the times, approaching each other and being forced to separate in the whirlpool of power and intrigue. Stripping away the popular love filter of Danmei, using the blankness and restraint of the stream of consciousness, it writes about the decay and fragmentation of the late Ming Dynasty, and the inability of individuals to cope with the times. It interprets the fetters that run in both directions but are eventually crushed by the times, and explores the eternal pull between loyalty and betrayal, family and country, and private relationships. Ultimately, it ends up with a blank BE that says "when people die, politics ceases, and friendship and friendship are silenced."
