The General

Transmigration? Perhaps it was an opportunity, and she should treat it like a trip. Hong Hua was a graduate who wanted to travel to witness a legendary age and, along the way, find some inspiration to help her grow. But reality exceeded all expectations. A mysterious history buried beneath a thousand years, an immortal legend. Even witnessing it would be a distant dream, let alone experiencing it firsthand or taking part in it, let alone writing it down. Before she could even think it through, it had already happened. She was truly overwhelmed by the honor. Nothing was as she had imagined. It turned out that every legend unfolded in the real world, and growing up, whatever the circumstances, always took effort. Luckily, there were many wonderful sights, though they came at an equal cost. Luckily, there were many companions along the way, though some would part ways and others would disappear before the journey was over. Can one person change the world? Actually, no. But some say it can be done. Anything could happen along the way. Hong Hua knew only how the story ended. “...Because your future is a story I have heard, and your fate is history already written in my book...” But it turned out... She did not even know how it ended. “Counting the research and the round trip, about a week and a half.” That was Hong Hua’s estimate when she set out, but this journey took her far too far... No matter. If that was how things stood, then so be it. Come to this changing age, and witness the winds rise and clouds gather, the partings and reunions, the joys and sorrows. Don’t rush to ask how it ends. The answer will come before the journey is over. Ride a wild horse and sing, measuring the land with a sword, knowing no bounds. Pluck the qin and watch the waters, content to see splendor fade like smoke and clouds. With fine wine by the stove, wanting to speak of the times, yet falling silent. A courtyard full of windblown willow fluff, a heart full of longing, all left unspoken.