Storytellers probably all have a favorite story that they never tire of telling. People regard landscapes as elegance and sophistication as custom. Folk anecdotes had to be passed down orally rather than recorded in person, and over the generations they became increasingly outrageous.
And among all the people talking and laughing, a legendary hero from a hundred years ago was born. This person's surname was Ji Chunjiang. She was a heroine of the Wei Dynasty. She was the daughter of the prime minister, the love of the Holy One, and the sister of the general. She was upright and beautiful, and seemed to be loved by thousands of people in the world.
Those who are interested call this friendship a good match in troubled times, while those who are not interested laugh at it as nothing more than an empty dream. However, in this world, there are fictitious and real, real and fictitious. It is impossible to verify whether people have forgotten the Wei Dynasty or fabricated Ji Chunjiang. Only the centenarian old man still said in his sleep: "I only pity Chunjiang for his whole life." If the curious asked further, the old man could only recall a vague illusion. In the cold wind of the northern country, with snow drifting thousands of miles away, the woman in red and the young man in blue were drinking and having fun on their horses. Is that woman the rumored Ji Chunjiang? Does she have the extraordinary looks that people dream of? Who is that powerful man? Wei Gaozu or Gu Shizi? Unable to remember right and wrong, gradually, even the last witness returned to the west.
A hundred years ago, the place called Wei State had disappeared from people's lives. However, that strange woman, Ji Chunjiang, still exists in people's minds in a unique way.