Military Adviser

In the midst of laughing and chatting with feather fans and towels, I am flawless with thousands of troops and horses. The hypocritical gentleman has a three-foot sword, but I will deal with the wolf fire and beacon smoke. Born in troubled times, he acts without saying a word, and does not ask anyone to judge his merits and demerits. The rain keeps falling and the wind keeps blowing. Who can make wine and discuss the world with me? Thousands of arrows are fired together, and the murderous intent is numb. Who can bear to settle down in this troubled world? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.