The Private Observation Diary of Female Historian Shen Zhimo

I, Shen Zhimo, am the number one rebel who has been the lintel of the Lanling Shen family for hundreds of years. It's inappropriate to leave a top-notch noble lady alone, but she wants to squeeze into the crowd of men and become a historian. During the day, I was the most sensible record-keeper in front of the emperor, jotting down every foolish word of the emperor with a smile. At night, I am the most venomous analyzer in my private journals, exposing all the absurdities of this dynasty in one stroke. My troubles are very modern: The family urges marriage: "If you don't marry, how will the sisters in the family get along?" Colleagues ridiculed: "Women participating in politics are like chicken Sichen!" The emperor hinted: "Shen Aiqing, I should pay more attention to 'auspiciousness' in my daily life." My counterattack is very classic: On the urge to get married: "Marrying is like compiling history. How can we finalize it without clear information? Is your young master's affair case settled?" To the taunt: "Si Chen? When Princess Pingyang led the army to set up the cauldron, the ancestor was still farming in the countryside, right?" To the emperor: "Your Majesty's holy virtues will be remembered for centuries to come - I must record it 'according to the facts'." Until the dynasty was on the verge of collapse and the rebels came to the city. The old emperor asked in a trembling voice: "Shen Zhimo, how will the history books write about me?" I unfolded the blood-stained private notes and replied loudly: "Your Majesty, history is not in the history books, but in the hearts of the people. And the hearts of the people——" "I have been remembering this for ten years."