In the East City of Chang'an, a girl who runs a fortune-telling stall is known as "A Nian, the divine fortune teller". She can tell fortunes, fortunes in officialdom, and lost cats and dogs. It's not allowed to say otherwise. Anyway, she has never starved to death with her mouth.
Pei Zhao, the young minister of Dali Temple, came to the door and asked her to help investigate the case. I thought she was a charlatan, but I didn't expect that she could read clues from dead people in just a few words: touch a corpse, close her eyes and say "he is scared" - and then follow the direction of fear to find the real culprit. Pei Zhao could only hold his nose and admit it.
A-Nian smiled at everything, but she couldn't laugh anymore when it came to an old incident - that incident was called "Mawei Slope".
All history books say that Concubine Yang was a disaster, a beauty who harmed the country and deserved to die.
A Nian didn't believe it.
What she wants to investigate is not just a few murder cases, but the largest unjust case in a thousand years - seeking justice for Yang Yuhuan and for all the women who have been crucified by the four words "beauty is a disaster".
Purpose: Beauty is not a disaster, history owes them a clean slate