Records Of The Song Dynasty

When modern young man Zhao Heng opened his eyes, he became the surviving son of the Zhao family, a wealthy family in Bianjing.
My parents are both dead, I have a huge family fortune, and I have no marriage or debt. I thought I could live a leisurely life relying on my ancestral property during the Jingning years of the Song Dynasty, which was like the Song Dynasty but not the Song Dynasty. It wasn't until the third incense stick was burning in the mourning hall that blood seeped out of his father's coffin; it wasn't until the black-covered "Records" opened in the old study room of his ancestral home and wrote - "Zhao Heng, the third day after the external soul entered the body."
Only then did he realize that the history books of this world were never just history books.
The literati's words can be transformed into soldiers; the official position is the cultivation, and everyone from the ninth to the first rank enters the prose official rank; the emperor's seal can use the national destiny to suppress the world, the official seal can change hanging into drowning, and Qingci can write the destruction of a family as auspiciousness. Mechanisms, illusions, aversion to victory, star destiny, the old world of mountains and seas...anything that threatens the "narrative of destiny" will have its roots erased by mysterious historians, leaving only folk tales.
The Zhao family's ancestral home is the entrance to the record library left by his parents.
The Kaifeng Mansion suppresses the case, the empty pages of the secret pavilion are devouring people, the Gongyuan examines the true history and culture, and the history museum hallucinates another Bianjing; the unfinished sweat in the northern grassland is actually the sword cultivated by the rotten national destiny of the Central Plains. The countdown to the dead city of Bianjing is approaching day by day. The more Zhao Heng wants to protect himself, the more he is pushed to the center of the chess game between the emperor's seal, the powerful ministers, the people who deleted the history, and the eye of the "Records" record.
All he can do is write.
If history books can deceive people, then I will write the truth; if the truth can kill people, then let the world bear witness.
In this life, whoever dares to delete what I see will be included in my record!