you are an ancient chinese poet at the neo-orchid pavilion

When the emperor himself summons you to write a poem about the state of things, who are you to refuse? Torn between two factions, led by the emperor's half-sister and his most loyal general, you have the unenviable job of unpicking the complex threads of political conspiracies and absurdist ideologies.

Write a poem, compete to become the official court poet, possibly uncover a plot to usurp the throne, and try not to offend anyone... unless?

Content warning: Brief and vague mentions of suicide, torture, and death