The willow catkins of Baqiao are speechless, the water of Qianjin Weir is endless, the hanging hair has been pulled up, the four seasons of the two capitals are constantly waxing and waning.
Ji Shao was waiting in Luoyang.
Zhang Fang was waiting in Chang'an.
Even if they occasionally look up at the bright moon, their eyes never meet. They don't know each other's existence, and they don't care about military status or family status. They just feel a little lonely in the quiet night. No matter their opponents, let alone friends, the tired scholar-officials are leaning on their crowns and drunk with hairpins, waiting for the heavy cavalry to conquer the west... This is the tenth year of Taishi, when they have not yet met! Either in a daze or attentively, they slide down the rugged track, unaware that they will meet on a narrow road in the future, or be pierced by thousands of arrows, or set fire to Luoyang, eighty-one anecdotes of celebrities and thieves! Together with the Idiot Emperor's Daily Notes and the hand-written scrolls of the Eight Kings' Stories, they were buried in the Yellow Sand Prison by the imperial censor, carved into the Hall of Mirrors by the school captain with his sword, and fell into silence as the temple was burned down. Those ruined lives were like sparks erupting from the carved stone. Such a short youth was nothing more than a double delusion separated by geography and physics for a long time!
Reader comments
At the end of Chapter 19, Lu Biao was beaten into Lu Bin.
At the end of Chapter 19, Lu Biao was beaten into Lu Bin.
Come on(? ??_??)?
The ending was rushed and very abrupt.
Oh my gosh, it's so sweet (??ω??)??