Blood Fan Drunken Record
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On the spring equinox of the second year of Xianping, blood fog filled the 72 wine shops in Bianliang City. Nineteen-year-old Chen Yan smashed the amber cup given to him by the emperor, and the blood from his palm seeped into the gilt fan bone that his father had stuffed before his death - the eleventh bone of the black iron fan was suddenly opened, and the rubbing of the military talisman of Xian De's seven years was like a knife, cutting through his dreamy youth. The Chen family's century-old wine cellar has three thousand pottery jars, hiding a blood-stained world. The image of the ink jade fan splashed with wine revealed the defense plan of the Southern Tang Dynasty; the bamboo fan handle unscrewed the fish intestine sword, and the remains of the royal wine from twenty years ago were condensed in the blood tank. The Beidou Yuheng spoon used by my mother to bartend wine hides seven bone-penetrating nails. In the brush strokes of "Quick Snow Tie" copied by my father, there is an array of mechanical springs dormant in the eighteen chain docks of Jing Lake. When the ink jade fan split the black gauze of the salt transport envoy from Yangzhou, the cinnabar ink mud splashed out was mixed with the Khitan secret letter; the fan pendant and Tian jade reflected the dragon pattern behind the curtain of the Zichen Palace. Chen Yan then knew that the copper bell on the eaves of the Zuixian Tower originally sounded the same as the shackles of the imperial city's imperial prison. The fight against three Hebei lords in the Luoyang wine market, the clouds and mountains on the fan are shrouded in mist, and the red crane crown used by the mother to seal the letter of surrender from the Northern Han Dynasty appears; the Zhending night banquet poisons the head of the Xixia spy, and the scene of the father and the yellow-robed man drinking in the snowy night swims out in the splashing ink river. When the black iron fan cut off the chains of the imperial army, the heart-broken roast scooped up by the Big Dipper was flowing over the imperial steps. The young man dipped the blood wine into the fan and continued to write the unfinished poem: "Royal wine transforms into dragon springs... Mountains and rivers fall into the cold dream..." Behind the dragon boat curtain on the Bian River, someone threw half a soldier talisman into the sobering soup. The heavy fan bone fragments in the bottom of the soup just completed the covenant that was burned by strong wine on the snowy night of the seventh year of Xiande.
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