The Liang Dynasty has lasted for more than two hundred years, and now in its eleventh year of prosperity, the dynasty is already in turmoil.
In this stormy era, on the earth, the people are suffering, the people are in dire straits, wars are raging, the strong men are conscripted, the fields are barren, the old, weak, women and children can only look at the sky with tears, the tyranny is fiercer than the tiger, the taxes are as heavy as mountains, the people have worked hard for a year, but the income is no more than chaff, they are hungry and cold, they can't sleep at night, natural and man-made disasters, One after another, locusts passed through the border, no grains were harvested, they exchanged their seeds for food, bones were exposed in the wild, mourning victims were everywhere, ten houses were empty, and it was like a hell on earth. In this endless darkness, the cries of the people were like lonely ghosts, drifting in the wind, no one listened, only the sky silently witnessed this human tragedy.
This world needs a person who can penetrate all the fog in the world, lift up the hope, illuminate the chaotic world, use kindness as a sword to cut off the injustice in the world, and use virtue as a shield to protect the well-being of all people. He is a beacon in troubled times, a hope in despair, a saint in charge of the world, and leads all living beings to a peaceful and prosperous age.
