The Wandering Song Dynasty

This novel tells the story of the protagonist Yi Yang who miraculously enters the Song Dynasty, a foreign land, lives under the shelter of others, and meets his good brother Lang Jiangping from his "previous life". Deep in the feudal ancient times, Yi Yang experienced wars in foreign countries and the love for the throne of different surnames. Yi Yang grew up from a boy to an adult, from a waiter in a shop to a young martial arts boy with the unparalleled magical skill-"Qian Qing Kung". After going through some twists and turns, he finally helped his good brother Jiang Ping escape from the "fire and water" of officialdom and live a life of paradise together. Bamboo pennants wander back, white clothes attack Away from the water, heading west to the ancient Song Dynasty The past is like smoke and dust, turning under the wheel A pool of clear water moistens the confused and turbid past and present How can the emotions in this world be compared to the tears in a handful of loess? The ethereal song of green forest and green bamboo makes the past look down upon in the house. In the clear air, the rise and fall of dynasties has long been forgotten. Flag display, fighting for hegemony for the country, how could the heaven be so attached to it? Working as a bartender and selling wine, I can't sleep all night long and am homesick for a long time. I have been lost for several years, but my brotherhood is deep. God is so lucky to me. Tsing Yi Taoist robe, accompanied by a divine horse, I am not fettered by the dark sky and dark sun The feud between Chai and Zhao has been reincarnated for decades, but I still don't forget the treasured bed of the wandering dragon. What is right and what is wrong, what is success and what is failure? The sharp sword of history exudes a cold light under the scorching sun. With a gauze hat and a blue sky above my head, it's hard to escape the condemnation in my heart. Holding the sky with one hand, an unparalleled hero, the accumulation of blood and tears The relationship with water, the encounter in the Song Dynasty, the wonders of several years turned into the dust of the market The strong wind blows, and the sky is filled with dancing in the setting sun, carefree and misty. Song Shitu, the people who met and knew each other, the things they experienced in the past They were all stranded in the Song River, which became quiet and shallow after the war. After I came back, I looked at the Song Dynasty that could no longer be touched, the out-of-reach wandering On the swaying fishing boat by the river, the osprey stood blankly on the side of the boat They are waiting for me, a returnee from a foreign land and a different world. Goodbye That piece of Song Dynasty land that didn't originally belong to me