In the seventh year of the Yuanhe period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, frost descended.
Ten years ago, the Shen family's rebellion case was settled. More than three hundred members of the family were buried in the bloodshed. The case files were sealed and became an ironclad case that could never be changed.
Shen Qinglan was the last remaining ember that survived the catastrophe.
As the daughter of a guilty minister, she broke through the shackles of the ancestral system, entered the court, and became the only female Taifu in the century of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Wearing a civil official's brocade robe and a jade belt given to him by the emperor, he stood beside the emperor, presiding over the banquet and adhering to etiquette.
But the rules and regulations that protected her were exactly the same trap that sentenced the Shen family to death.
If you follow the etiquette, the injustice will be eternal.
If you exceed the etiquette, your body will be shattered into pieces.
In the wilderness on the outskirts of Beijing, Jiang Wan was wandering on the run.
As the only remaining orphan of the Shen family, her very existence is a crime. A notched short knife and half a piece of candy that she was reluctant to eat were all her belongings.
The person standing there every step of the way in the temple is her old dream and also her biggest disaster. If she shows up, she will drag Shen Qinglan into eternal disaster.
The young emperor Ming Jingzhou is sitting on a dragon chair, surrounded by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but it is like riding a lonely boat. He relies heavily on Shen Qinglan to check and balance the powerful ministers, but he is also afraid that the overturning of old cases will stir up turmoil in the world.
The first assistant, Wen Shiyan, wielded power between the government and the opposition and created many puzzles. A piece of forged evidence fragments, half of an original piece of old paper, the bait has been dropped, waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.
The jade hall is soaked in frost, and the temple is deserted by the fierce wind.
The temple counts the hearts of the people, and the rivers and lakes gamble on the lives.
After ten years, they met again in the center of the killing bureau.
Being side by side means sharing the same crime, and being entangled will lead to both death.
Only separation can leave a glimmer of hope.
The world is like a cage, and etiquette is like a shackle.
What they asked for was never power over the world, but just a belated justice for the three hundred dead souls.
But in this vast country, it is difficult to tolerate a piece of personal innocence.
Purpose: The weak will not be trapped in their destiny because of their birth, but women can also stand in the court based on their talents and stick to the righteousness of their family and country in their hearts.