It snowed in Chang'an City for three days and three nights.
Gu Yan served as the puppet emperor for three years. The Queen Mother lowered the curtain, and the Prime Minister had the final say. He would stamp it every day when he went to court. No one in the court took him seriously, even the eunuchs dared to look down on him. He's not in a hurry. He is waiting.
Shen Huai came from the north and rode for fifteen days. In his arms was a charred wood carving of a pony. That was the last thing left after the entire Shen family was slaughtered. More than three hundred lives were lost, and only this piece of wood and him were left. He came to Chang'an not to see the emperor, but to collect debts.
Neither of them expected that they were waiting for each other.
A monk does not recite sutras, and a dandy does not do his job properly. A man who has been cowardly all his life did a life-threatening thing. The dull gourd guarding the city gate and the bastard with a crooked smile never said a word of love until they died.
Those who deserve to die will die, and the accounts that deserve to be settled will be settled. As for both of them, there is no rush.
In this big game of chess, what is the right path, what is the family and the country, and what is the heart of the people.
Whose pawn are we? Who is the scapegoat?
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Scheming and deep attack × cold and arrogant group portrait in court
Using the complex power ecology as a mirror to see the real human struggles of all living beings
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Intention: Use power to seek disputes and observe the various forms of human nature.