This book does not tell the story of Zhao Kuangyin who wore a yellow robe at all. It only tells about the years before he became emperor.
Zhao Kuangyin, who grew up in Jiamaying, was a "trouble maker" who caused headaches to the elders in the village in his early years. He climbed a tree and dug out bird's nests, helped his neighbors and beat up soldiers who were robbing food, wore out three pairs of cloth shoes from a martial artist's house in order to learn martial arts, and fell down in order to practice riding skills without complaining that his legs were covered in blood. Others say he is unreliable, but he knows better than anyone that he is incapable of protecting his own parents in this troubled world.
When he was in his early twenties, he left home with half a bag of dry food and his life along the way could not be said to be glorious: he worked odd jobs on the streets in exchange for food, rescued strange orphans from rebels, started as a soldier at the lowest level in the military camp, received military sticks for his chivalry, and was appreciated by his superiors for his bravery and bravery. He has seen the worst suffering in people's livelihood, and he has also made a group of brothers who can give each other their backs. There are no earth-shattering imperial achievements, but just the daily life of an ordinary young man growing up in troubled times.
There is no destiny blessing, no cheating halo, just see how this passionate young man named Zhao Kuangyin, with his courage and integrity, walks out of his own legendary path in the smoke of the five generations.
