Ukiyoori Chronicles

"The wealth of this dynasty is words, and I specialize in those 'worthless' women's ink marks." When Shen Zhiwei's father was executed with a cane, the blood was soaked in the eight words on the charge sheet - "Fake literary integrity, the crime is unpardonable." No one knew that the real stolen goods were hidden in her arms: a gray-white stone key that could absorb the soul of words. When the pawn shop owner sneered, "It is bad luck for sinners," the articles of "Pawn Law" in her palm turned into chains and crushed the counter; When the brothel's top red gauze knife was pressed against her throat, she wiped the blood and smiled and asked: Do you dare to pay three cents for your erotic poem and bet that it will be worth a thousand taels of gold one day? The widow's prescription, the blind embroiderer's needlework... All the inferior ink marks are refined into gilded literary spirit in her hands; A talented girl from a poor family borrowed her underground literary loan to turn herself into a college student at the cost of 30% of her future literary tax; The half-dead poison-tongued monster scolded her every day: "If you use my 'Law Appearance' again against the government, I will hang you first!" But what she really wanted to bet on was overturning the Wenyuan Pavilion: They laugh at the fact that women's writing and ink are only equipped with rouge boxes. I will teach these mountains and rivers to remember— When laws and orders are at the forefront, even weavers and embroiderers can control the country! The 'edict' you pledged has expired. Can you renew it... Or redeem it?