In Xia Liang's life, she worked as a street vendor and a restaurant chef. Later, she took the imperial examination, entered the officialdom, was demoted, experienced bandits, and later became a female prime minister. She thought she had nothing to regret, but it wasn't until her feet were halfway into the grave that she realized that she had owed a lot to someone...
Purpose: I really want to write a story like this. Under the family and the world, and the honor and disgrace of the family, personal emotions seem to be nothing, but who can say that it really is nothing?