The First Official of Daqian

Name: The First Official of Daqian
Author: Lin Yan Bai Yi Ke

by Lin Yan Bai Yi Ke

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About This Novel

After being buried alive in the Hou Mansion, Jiang Qi broke open the coffin and trampled the white flag under his feet: "Who made the rules? From today on, it will be mine." From then on, he became Dayin's most arrogant leader. Spending a lot of money to buy a smile, just listening to the rain; turning the clouds with one hand, daring to lift the table for justice; riding alone out of the fortress, laughing and watching the sunset over the long river. The eldest princess hid her thoughts in the strings of the harp, the new emperor held him as the sharpest blade in his hand, and the Qing Dynasty regarded him as a scourge. On the day when he was granted the title of Marquis, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he gently placed the Prince Consort's golden seal on the dragon table and bowed to the king on the high throne: "The country is so beautiful, I... Want to see it." After that, he walked into the world one by one. I have listened to the pipa on the Jiangnan painted boats, and drank the Shaohu wine in the lonely city in the desert. Most of them are lonely shadows on the cold river. Old friends meet again, and the remaining joy is spent with a cup of turbid wine. Until one snowy night, when he opened the door of a wine shop in a border town, someone by the fire raised his head, with a warm light in his eyes: "Sir, would you like some warm wine?" The sky was full of wind and snow, suddenly gentle. This is the most arrogant answer to "living". The so-called century-old fame, eternal hegemony, and eternal fame-- Nothing compared to one thing. That is, live this life well in the way you like. (Message from the melancholy guest in the world: I hope you and I can finally walk through the door of our own.)