Emotional version:
The first time he met He Jinnan, there was snow falling in the sky. Meng Shaoyang remembered that she and he had a quick glance across a bluestone courtyard.
——The look in his eyes was arrogant and arrogant that she had never seen before.
The cold weather in spring can kill young people.
In the fifteenth year of Dazhou Yonghui's reign, they met those eyes again outside the deep-walled prison. The snow was floating around them, and those bright eyes were filled with tears.
Meng Shaoyang laughs, she laughs, this young man remains standing tall, laughter in this world is mixed with truth and falsehood, the stains cannot be washed away by white snow.
Drama version:
In the third year of Yonghui's reign in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the five surnames Qiwang controlled the government, and all the scholars selected from the imperial examinations belonged to the powerful families. Students from poor families studied hard for ten years, but they could not get even half a name. Once the officials of Qingliu gave advice, they were reduced to withered bones and buried in the dust.
A power struggle is surging under the surface.
——Until the salt tax case that shocked both the government and the public broke out.
The account books are false, the evidence is false, and even the confession of the death row prisoner is false.
Hanlin guarantees it, and He Jinnan learns from his death.
——But this game of chess is never played by just the two of them.
The emperor watched with cold eyes, waiting for both the poor family and the aristocratic family to suffer. The aristocratic family struggled to the death and vowed to bring the entire court to be buried with him.
When the truth comes to light, it's just a story about people setting themselves on fire for self-interest.
Do you want to be the chess player or the pawn in the game?
#Overhead, the background is mixed with multiple dynasties, and a few customs are borrowed from the Song Dynasty.
The emotional plot is mixed, half and half.
The author's writing skills are unknown and he will use all his blood to write it.
Purpose: Struggle for idealism and bloom flowers full of thorns.
