One person, one horse, loneliness covers up the past sadness, revenge pours the sorrow in the heart. Destiny is like a flower that reflects the sun. It withers and withers before it blooms.
Country, through the ages, wearing a yellow robe, arrogating the world, but in the end it was cold at the high place, and she was like a Populus euphratica in the desert, she struggled and finally returned.
In a repressed era, every free soul was eventually ruthlessly run over by the rings of fate.
The most mysterious thing about the Ming Dynasty is the mystery of Jingnan, and the most lamentable one is Fang Xiaoru, the famous minister who was executed by the ten tribes. The author has taken the liberty to use this background to tell a purely fictitious story. Most of the characters and events involved in the story are imaginary. Please do not take it seriously.