Xu an Tianxia

In the last years of Dayin, the sky collapsed and the earth split, the dragon flag was broken, and the nine tripods sank. The beacon fire spread from north to south, burning the country for three thousand miles. Zao Li Xu An started from Huai'an Mansion with eight hundred horses and rode out on the chaotic clouds. He first defeated the Hu Qiang on a snowy night, with his sharp sword shining on the iron clothes; then he leveled the south of the Yangtze River in the spring tide, and his bows and oars turned into smoke; then he held the temple in the thunderstorm, and the nobles bowed their heads. After hundreds of battles, his bones were forged with blood and fire, and his name was forged by millions of creatures. The old emperor burned himself, the new dynasty has not yet been established, and the world is in darkness. On that day, Xu An stood with his sword in front of the Zichen Palace, the blade reflected the setting sun, and he only asked: "How is the world at peace?" The place where the iron hoof stops is not the golden or jade steps, but the smoke from thousands of wells; it is not the business of the emperor, but the place where children cry at night and old women cook in the morning. The historian wrote, but did not dare to record his thoughts; only the remaining scrolls, with the scent of ink lingering, passed down this sentence: Xu is at peace in the world, and the world is at peace with Xu.