Yong'an's Legacy

Introduction to the provincial version: [Two careerists meet on a narrow road and meet their opponents] Ever since the Queen Mother's engagement contract brought two most incompatible people together, the overt and covert fighting between the young lady of the Zhong family and His Highness King Yong has never stopped. She panicked and revealed in front of the emperor that King Yong was self-reliant in supporting troops, and gently sent his confidants to prison, while at the same time refuting the new policies he promoted to pieces. He enthusiastically searched for her cousin, kindly sent her clan uncle to build the emperor's tomb, and thoughtfully revealed her carefully arranged chess game at the court meeting. In the exchange of winning and losing moves, a trace of affection and regret sprouted that even he himself was not aware of. At first, it was just like a thin straw breaking through the frozen soil. Just a crack made the whole heart itch: We are not natural enemies, we should be natural lovers. The itch was not painful, but it penetrated into the bloodstream, and gradually no one could pretend not to care. When a long-planned accident suddenly happened, Zhong Hanzhang realized that he might be too conceited. She knelt in the snow as a self-punishment, asking herself countless times, could all of this have been avoided if she had paid more attention and taken a few more calculated steps? A large mysterious umbrella opened a world of silence above her head. Meng Ce stared into her ever-stubborn eyes, his tone was still calm, but he seemed to be suppressing Zhong Hanzhang's indistinguishable emotions - it seemed like anger, like unwillingness, but also like restrained pain: "Zhong Hanzhang, do you want to play this game differently with me?" The falling snow suddenly stopped. —————————————————————————————————————————— In the fourth year of Yong'an, the Queen Mother passed away, and the whole country mourned. Qingpu Temple was ordered to undertake the funeral ceremony. During this solemn ceremony, the solemnity was broken by three bells representing the great mourning of the country. With the death of the bell-ringer, the dirty secrets behind Qingpu Temple's century-old temple also surfaced... King Yong Meng Ce personally sent the group of moths attached to the aristocratic families to prison, but he faintly realized that he seemed to have become a pawn in someone else's chess game. When he looked back, he saw a pair of eyes as quiet as clear water, but with hidden ripples. The moment of looking at each other was like two lone wolves meeting each other on a snowy night, cold and alert. Meng Cezong suddenly recalled Zhong Hanzhang in Dongqing Academy - standing in front of the wind, looking forward to the flight of God. Contained in her breasts are the ambitions of heaven and earth and the ten thousand directions of the nine states, and her articles contain the way of governing the world by "guiding the country and the dynasty, leading to Yongxi". She knew as well as he did that the shortcomings of the family would sooner or later drag down and engulf Dazhou until it fell into the abyss. Meng Ce thought about it, maybe she was indeed different from other people from aristocratic families, maybe they should be on the same journey. But Zhong Hanzhang frowned displeased and said in a cold voice: Does Your Highness have any misunderstanding about me? Reading Guide Double strong CP, marriage first, love later, extreme push and pull, fighting to the death in the early stage (to pursue their respective careers), and doting to the death in the later stage (to pursue a career together). The female protagonist is sober and rational, by no means a good person, and cannot be regarded as a simple good person. In the early stage, she is dedicated to safeguarding the interests of herself and her family, regardless of the life and death of others. In the middle and later stages, she will grow and change her thoughts; the male protagonist is a hero in troubled times, determined to innovate, and his ambition and strength coexist. Do not equate Wei and Jin with history! ! ! Concept: The mood you like will change, but the useful value will always exist.