The most humble official slave in the capital, numbered Bingshen 73, has a daily routine: washing clothes, being scolded, and dressing up.
She has been pouring Yexiang for eight years, and she has found out everything about the officials in the capital - she knows all about who is corrupt, who is raising extramarital affairs, and who is tampering with memorials. The secrets hidden in her embroidery stitches are more complete than the Dongchang archives.
She thought that this was how her life would be: while doing laundry, she silently crossed out the names on the list of enemies one by one.
Until Pei Yan, the commander of the Jinlin Guards, blocked her.
"Bingshen Qisan, or should I call you... Shen Qi?"
She blinked: "Sir, I'm just a laundry lady."
Pei Yan smiled: "Can a laundryman be able to kill all the doctors in the household department?"
She was silent for a moment, raised her head, and showed her first real smile in the whole book:
"Sir, do you want to give it a try? Let's see how many people I can kill."
As a result, the humblest laundry maid in the capital and the most dangerous commander of the Jinlin Guards reached a shady deal.
He gave her power and she gave him information.
She wants revenge and he wants to play chess.
The two people who crawled out of the quagmire stood side by side in front of the card table of power. They looked at the high-ranking big shots opposite and showed the same smile——
Laughing, they don't know yet, this person pouring night fragrance is about to overturn the whole table.
Purpose: Use the body of an ant to shake the roots of the big tree; use the muddy hands to write the history of innocence