Black Clouds Split Rivers and Mountains

On the day when Daye was destroyed, the Crown Prince and Tutor Shen Zhibai watched helplessly as thirty-seven members of his family were stained with blood on the execution ground. When he opened his eyes again, he became a slave with no name in the enemy's Taiwei's mansion. In this life, he doesn't want to have a clear reputation or a false reputation. The ink pen is a knife, and the heaven and earth are a chessboard - he wants those high-ranking executioners to kneel down one by one and taste the pain of excruciating pain. From servants to staff, from staff to powerful ministers. He offers plans, plans, murders, and heart-wrenching actions, stepping on the edge of a knife every step of the way. But he gradually discovered that this chess game was far bigger than he imagined - behind the prime minister was the prince, behind the prince was the emperor in the palace, and in the emperor's hands, he held the life and death book of the entire world. What's even weirder is that the route of Beidi's invasion from the south, the timing of the strife in the court, and even the imperial edict that he copied and beheaded in his previous life - all seemed to have been written in advance. Is he seeking revenge, or is there an invisible hand borrowing his sword to cleanse the world? Shen Zhibai didn't know. He only knows one thing - not only does he want to win this game of chess, but he also wants to overturn the chessboard.