What is it like to be the son of a general?
Thanks for the invitation. I was in Shuhan and had just been splashed with swill.
In the first year of Jianxing, the first emperor had just passed away and the later emperor was established. I am Huang Quan's son, and people all over Chengdu are calling me a "little traitor."
In order to survive, I can only pretend to be crazy.
Liu Bei gave me a village, and I moved out of the city, where I farmed, fished, and ate melon seeds, becoming a qualified salted fish.
Bankers use me as a negative example: "If you don't learn well, you will be just like your boss in the future!"
I'm happy with it.
Until that day, a bullock cart stopped on the official road. The person in the car never showed up, only stretched out a hand and waved.
Later I learned that the owner of those hands was called Ma Su.
Later, I learned even more that a life that is "manipulated" by these hands cannot continue to be peaceful.
