Order to Seek Talents

In the fifteenth year of Jian'an, the splendor of the banquet at Tongquetai was gone. Shangshu Lang "Zhen", from a humble family, knelt on the cold palace bricks to collect the leftovers. Fingers with unhealed frostbite scratched between greasy documents and broken lacquerware, bleeding beads oozing out and smearing into the burlap cuffs, unseen by anyone. In the corner, the reserved comments of the nobles floated: Cao Zhi's Fu shocked everyone, Cao Chong solved the difficulty of weighing the elephant... And Xun Yu, who was sitting alone in the shadow, unconsciously caressing a silk book with his fingertips, his expression as solemn as ice. A volume of "Order for Seeking Talents", every word is like a knife, tearing apart the foundation of the gentry and disturbing his humble destiny. What is the name of Cao Zhi's blog when he presented poems? Surrender to Cao Pi and seek support? Relying on the prodigy Cao Chong to find a shortcut? Or... Go to the Xun Yu case and see clearly the most naked gap in this troubled world among the mountains of cold documents? He chose the most dangerous path. A drop of tea accidentally splashed on the book recommended by the nobles was met with a silent expulsion and a bone-chilling chill. A secret temptation while composing a poem on Tongquetai led to a near-death struggle in the frozen lotus pond. When he walked towards the military camp of a humble general on a snowy night with a secret letter that could ignite the government and the opposition, the heavy slap on his shoulder was not an honor, but a shackle. From then on, every step was on the tip of a knife. The disguised bandits on the grain transport road, the poison in the military medicine box, the cold contempt of the nobles, the unpredictable scrutiny of the nobles... In the wind and snow of Jian'an, he knelt to pick up his own life, smashing his blood and tears into the frozen soil, just to carve out a glimmer of light on the strict gate barrier. Troubled times are like ice, how can a poor family burn? How can a humble official struggle to survive in the chess game of the feudal clans and tycoons, and even... Stir up the cracks of the times?