Gu Minglan was born into a middle-class noble family. He had read the art of war and strategy since he was a child, and his intelligence was far superior to that of other members of his clan. However, her father said that a talented woman was a disaster for the family, so he betrothed her to a playboy in order to bring good fortune to the family.
On the eve of her wedding, she burned her wedding dress.
Since then, there has been a "Gu Qiniang" in the capital. He has a kind and gentle face, can bow his head when meeting people who are three points shorter, give benefits, and smile at others. The imperial censor ridiculed her as "a chicken sitting in the morning" to her face. She bowed her head and said yes. After leaving the court, she dusted her sleeves and her expression remained the same. The world said she had no character, and she accepted them all. There was only one thing in her mind - the rules of this world were no longer on the tongue today.
She dealt with civil servants, military commanders, and members of the poor family, going their separate ways at every fork in the road, never being surprised and never holding back. She had met people on another road. They met for a short time and borrowed each other's strength. In the end, they took different paths and went their separate ways.
She was thirty-one when she reached the summit. He was the first woman to enter the officialdom, abolished the lowly status, and took scientific examinations. He reigned for forty years and the world was ruled.
There is another incident in the unofficial history - one night after she ascended the throne, she sat alone in the royal study and dug out an old account book. The title page reads: "Ah Shen. Debit. No date."
There is no signature underneath. She looked at it for a long time. Close. Lock into the bottom of the box.
It was enough for her to remember some accounts.
Intention: In this world, no one will be particularly merciful because of their sincerity, but once you set the rules, you don't have to settle some accounts anymore. Women can also control mountains and rivers, and history is written by the victors.