The Setting Sun Is Like Blood: the Mystery of Nanming

The setting sun is stained with blood, and the three cases of Nanming are strange. Zhou Yan, a down-and-out book historian, cut into pieces the hearts of sages with one blow, and went from being forced to frame himself to taking the initiative to gain power. The demon monk laid out a killing plan for fifteen years and stirred up the situation with his prophecy of treasure. Feng Zhiyong, the royal guard, is counting his own lives, just hoping that the troubled times will end soon. In officialdom, there is never right or wrong. The plots and strangleholds are nested layer by layer, with twists and turns. When the sharp knives are facing each other on the edge of the cliff, who is the oriole, and who is setting up a new situation?