The seemingly peaceful dynasty was dominated by eunuchs and corrupt officials emerged one after another. For a time, dark clouds covered the sky. However, in recent years, border wars have occurred frequently, and natural and man-made disasters have continued. If anyone does not say a word, the building will collapse.
The building is about to collapse, but who will help it?
It seems that everyone in the world is wise and self-protective, and they can't wait to partake of the last glory of this dynasty.
Mr. Little X is confused and Mr. Little X is disgusted.
But the oppression of reality made her understand that if she didn't ascend to a high position, she would have no right to speak. No matter how much enthusiasm she had, it would only be in vain. Rights are the prerequisite for changing everything.
So she plunged into the turbid waves.
In the past three years, she has been promoted faster than any official in the history of Jing Dynasty.
But slowly, she could see more clearly, but she became more powerless.
A passion for blood has flowed through the filth, and a true heart has been washed again and again in the sand. Now I don't even know how much of my true nature is left.
Intent: Dormant in the darkness, in order to eventually converge into the light that illuminates the times.