On the day Pei Yi passed away as the daughter of a minor official, her family was so poor that there were two holes in the window paper and they had no money to replace it.
Relying on the skills she had developed by reading archives, she rented a small shop in an alley and hung up the sign "Anxin Pavilion" to collect old letters, sort out old files, and check for relics.
First Dan helped the old lady next door dig out the land deed that had been hidden for twenty years under the bricks.
The second order revealed the accountant who had swallowed 500 taels of silver from the dark ink of the ledger.
On the third order, a young man named Fu came and brought a pile of "letters from home" for her to read. After reading them, she looked up and said, "Sir, this letter of yours does not look like a letter from home, but more like an old official document that has been processed by someone."
The man smiled: "Miss Ji has a good eye. Can you see... What is the original content?"
Later, she discovered that every letter, every deed, and every broken waistband she checked pointed to the same old case five years ago.
The young master surnamed Fu, on the fish charm hanging on his waist, read "Jin Yiwei Beizhen Fu Shi".
Later, the young master asked her: "Pei Yi, are you sorting out things or sorting out the truth?"
She lowered her head and rubbed her ink: "Is there any difference? If the things are right, the truth will speak for itself."
The daughter of a sixth-rank official who works hard to make money
Intention: To build one's life based on craftsmanship, and to use truth as a blade, ordinary women use their skills to clear away the fog and support justice.