A young eunuch named Feng Qi, a graduate student in the Department of History, traveled to the eve of the country's fall.
Dressed as Feng Qi, a young eunuch in the late Mu Hua Dynasty.
Good news: He is familiar with this history, knows that the dynasty will fall in three years, knows that Zhao Chongan will usurp the throne, and knows that the palace will be burned.
Bad news: He can't change anything.
The hierarchy in the palace is strict, and human life is like a piece of grass. What he has to think about every day is to survive today. Until the third prince Zhao Heng transferred him from the Huanyi Bureau to the Imperial Study Room.
Zhao Heng taught him how to write, talked to him, and treated him as a human being. In a deep palace where everyone is in danger, this is something more valuable than gold.
Later, Eunuch Su used his life to protect him, and Feng Liu died in his place. Later, when Zhao Chongan raised an army and the dynasty was about to collapse, Zhao Heng returned to the capital to die. He hung his mother's copper coins around his neck: "You live for me."
Feng Qi survived. With a stack of notes and a folding fan, he worked as a scribe in Jiangning Textile Department for forty years. Those papers contained the calligraphy that Zhao Heng taught him, the plum blossoms on Eunuch Su's folding fan, and every little person who was crushed in the era.
He remembers for everyone.
The land is white and the wind has stopped. The fragrance of ink has not dissipated.
Intent: In the torrent of history, a humble person fights against forgetfulness with memory - those crushed names and buried truths are all worth remembering. "The vast white land is so clean", but the fragrance of ink has not dissipated, and there are still traces of people and things.