At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the world was in a state of chaos, with three religions and nine streams and various people active. There lived a down-and-out detective in the capital Tokyo. His favorite thing was to lie in bed and watch the Bian River flowing through the window, daze, eat snacks and sleep. When he was so poor that he had no food to eat, he went out to look for work. Even when he was the poorest, he insisted on working only half a day every day.
A down-and-out scholar, who doesn't want to be rich or famous, has a hopeless dream - to write novels.
A down-and-out brothel girl, well, this profession is already down and out, but she still maintains her pride.
The story begins with the disappearance of a prostitute in a palace in the capital, and leads to a murderous case that shocked Beijing...
This is not a time-travel story. Most people in any era are the same, living confused but determined, sometimes sad and happy about small things, and worried about rising prices. Not being able to see through the unknown road ahead is like being unable to see through the fog in Beijing today.
This is not a story about a smooth rise to success. The protagonist could not afford beef to make soup at the beginning, and he may still not be able to afford it at the end. But, he is free. Nothing should be our responsibility, not even survival. Everything he did was for one reason: he wanted to. If his heart is still a little fettered and not free, that's his kindness and his reluctance.
Would you like to know him?