This is the best of times, and the worst of worlds.
At this time, the Chinese people were breaking out in pimples of youth, their blood boiling within them. This land of China produced thinkers whose words could shake the world, strategists who could plan campaigns from their tents, and persuasive debaters who could summon clouds with one hand and rain with the other.
But even in an age like this, not everyone had the wisdom to say, "We live in troubled times because propriety and music have crumbled, the Great Way has been abandoned, or the laws are in disarray." Nor did everyone have the courage to cry, "Are kings and generals born to their stations?" Most people, after mourning a homeland in ruins, carried within them a wasteland that could never be rebuilt. After suffering the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs, their souls bore a wound that would never heal.
The strategists of troubled times were, in truth, idealists who had lost their dreams. If someone placed an unfinished dream before them, or at least showed them a detailed blueprint for one, they would willingly devote all their ingenuity, eloquence, strategy, and martial skill to that person. They would never betray them unless someone offered a better dream or a more detailed blueprint.
But could the fragile hearts of ordinary people bear the weight of a dream? Could the countless splendors of those dreams truly light up their smiles?
This is the story of a talented person, born between the end of the Warring States period and the beginning of the Han dynasty, who had only the temperament and character of an ordinary person.
It's great that the second character finally appears~~~ I'm looking forward to all kinds of plots and please don't dig in. As expected, there is still a plot and CP chapters~
Zifangfangfang~~~The appearance is indeed low-key, gorgeous and upscale. I really want to listen to Zifang's version of "Taoyao" > < I seem to smell the smell of a good pair of engine oil in the future...
He has a free and easy nature, excellent chess skills, and looks like a noble man wearing a sword. I seem to have guessed who this person is in the author's writing^ ^ I dare not say it out for fear of guessing it wrong.
Even at night, when it was rainy and dark, the stars and moon were dim. Even at a close distance, Yan Wen could only vaguely see the man's black and white eyes, which were as bright as paint. There are new characters appearing, looking forward to it
I am reminded of the story of Mencius playing the piano, drinking, and singing loudly after his wife died... Well, actually the nature here is different. Senior fellow apprentices are the most loving. Seeing senior fellow apprentice Li carry Xiaoyan on his back makes me tired. What a good senior fellow from China
Let me sort it out carefully. There are so many characters in this chapter and there is too much information = =
Although I don't often read this type of article, I still support it. Looking forward to the next time. Write according to the character image in your mind, come on
Although I don't often read this type of article, I still support it. Looking forward to the next time. Write according to the character image in your mind, come on
Although I don't often read this type of article, I still support it. Looking forward to future updates
It's so wordy~ It's half-literary and half-vernacular, which makes it a bit difficult for a person like me who can't concentrate like Yin~ I have to watch a section and then go back and watch again~ The plot between Yan Wen and his brother is very suspenseful. I look forward to the next chapter to restore the truth of the matter╮ (╯_╰)╭