The World Is Divided into Three Parts

"The Ember of the Palace" ——In memory of Emperor Zhaoyin, the sage, martial arts and virtues of Zhaoyin Volume 1·The first snow locks the heavy door At dawn in the tenth year of Jiayou's winter, there was a thin layer of frost on the glazed tiles. The sick bones are separated and leaning on the brocade couch, and the ink brush still hangs over the danger of the country. The undercurrent has hidden the rouge box, and Jue Chenzi has cut off the unicorn fetus. The black ice marrow is soaked in the cold blue waves, and the white hair first urges Feng Zhao to come. Volume 2: Quan weighs mountains and rivers The war smoke of the Three Kingdoms rises from the ground, and the battlefield is painted with wolf hair dipped in blood. The black fox's cloak covers the snow on Danqi, and the red glow spear picks up the frost on the edge. Shark ponds burst into tears at night, and butterfly hairpins hold the awn of the country's grains during the day. Drinking poison with pure heart, the golden steps are red, who can see the nail wound on the sleeve. Volume 3·The shadow of the blade shines on the liver and gallbladder The broken flags of Xiliang are rolling in the sand and weeping, and the poisonous arrows in the east are cracking the clouds. The imperial commander personally went to conquer Pixing, and there was a bloody battle at Yumen to bind Canglong. The elixir shattered into stars and fell into the river, and the tiger talisman burned into sunset red. The kit is hidden in the Kunyu Formation, and half of the remaining chess pieces are given to young pine trees. Volume Four·Qingshi Eclipse Inscriptions The Zhaoyin stele is erected in the north of the moon, and the armor is still steaming in the dust of the sea. In the past ten years, the lamp shadows in the south of the Yangtze River have become thinner, and the lonely mountains have always been connected with the warmth of Mo Hu. Shark fins cut through the silence of the palace, butterfly wings brushed against old sword marks. The annals of history suddenly stopped, and nobles from all over the court worshiped Kong Zun. Final Chapter: Xuanji among the Ashes Fire phoenixes are buried in nine-layer coffins, and snow scales are carried by thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. How could it be that Emei loses the sword and halberd? It turns out that the liver and gallbladder are better than the golden lin. The widow picked up broken pieces of blue glaze and put them together every night to make the old friend's eyes. The sound of the river is said to be lonely and upright for thousands of years, and the sound of swords is heard in every mist and rain. Purpose: Break through the plight of women and emphasize the status and role of women