>Zhang Li was collecting herbs in the wind and snow, and met Yu Nanqing, the daughter of the city lord who had lost his way.
>He brushed the snow from her hair and led her out of the mountains.
>In ten years of hard work, he climbed up the ladder step by step and became the emperor's favorite.
>In the imperial study, the emperor handed over the execution order: "The Yu family conspired to rebel, and everyone in the family will be executed."
>The last time he met Nan Qing, he promised: "When I come back, I will marry you."
>When the butcher knife fell, he disguised himself as his face, but met her tearful and smiling eyes.
>"I know it's you, brother Zhang Li." She said softly.
>He fled in a hurry and returned ten years later.
>The villager pointed to the lonely grave under the plum tree: "Mrs. Yu, you are a poor person. You married a butcher and died within a few years."
>On a dead branch in front of the grave, a red plum trembles in the snow
