In the autumn of the twenty-sixth year of Wanli, Feng Menglong lost his name to Sunshan for the third time.
On the day when the results were released, he saw through the skin of his classmates - there was a pair of black bones underneath.
Later, he left Suzhou and wandered along the canal, meeting people, ghosts, officials, and businessmen. He gradually understood one thing: there are far fewer good bones than good skin in this world.
Every time he uncovered a piece of hypocrisy, he felt a little colder.
He became more and more awake and quieter.
While he was writing one hundred and twenty stories under the lamp, outside the window was the chaotic times of the late Ming Dynasty, and the mountains and rivers were collapsing.
After he finished writing the last word, he found that he could not remember much about his youth. I just remember that a girl peeled an orange and gave it to him. It was very sour.
That's not love. That is a person who burns away all his warmth, just to leave a light for future generations.
Purpose: Based on Feng Menglong and "Three Words", it uses the fantasy settings of eye-viewing on bones and amnesia in fragments to explore the bones and obsessions of love and hate of all living beings in the late Ming Dynasty, merchants, officialdom, and troubled times, write about the good and evil in people's hearts, and realize the fate that cannot be achieved, and use pen and ink to preserve the tenderness and vigilance of the world.