I Wield the Power of Notoriety

Notoriety is my best armor. In the 20th year of Taiping, the old emperor gave Shen Yan a rusty sword. Everyone knows that this is a knife that needs blood. The grain from the canals is turning to sand, the undercurrent of ordnance is undercurrent, and only three acres of land are left behind - the body of the empire is decaying silently. He became the sharpest reform blade in the hands of the emperor, and he was also the cruel official Yama that was reviled by both the government and the public. Framing, killing, and breaking all rules just to tear a bloody hole in the intricate iron curtain of interests. Jianghu is my last guideline. Ling Wufei stood with his sword in hand, with the ruined countryside and crying people behind him. She had seen Shen Yan's methods: in order to influence the overall situation, the destruction of a small official's family could be used as a bargaining chip for him. A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people, but when the national weapon itself is stained with the blood of innocent people, where should she point her sword? Should we protect the specific suffering in front of us, or should we identify with the distant and cruel "big picture"? When the idealist hits the hardest wall of reality, when the chess player himself becomes a sacrifice on the chessboard. This is a war with no winner. The dignity of the noble gentry, the passion of the heroes, the calculations of the Machiavellians, and the rusty sword in Shen Yan's hand, which is getting colder and more damaged as it is worn, together weave a magnificent and sad picture of the empire's twilight years. The boundaries between good and evil are blurred here, and only survival and faith are tempered in blood. "Shen Yan, how far do you want to investigate?" The old emperor asked. "The water in the Cao River is temporarily clear and you can see the bottom," he replied. What about after the water clears? Perhaps, only the sword that finally rusted through and the sword light that illuminated the darkness knew the answer.