There are historical records: There was a daughter of the Jiang family in Moling, named Nan, who was thirteen years old. When her father moved to the imperial capital on the right, the emperor sent the son of Chang Ansai to Moling to protect the Jiang family from entering the capital. At that time, Chang Ansai's son Saibei was the general of Zhenxi, and he was only sixteen years old.
This was the beginning of my love, hate, anger and obsession for the next twelve years.
In the north of the Great Wall, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River has come again. Is Shuofang still covered with snow and wind at this moment?
I raised the oil-paper umbrella slightly and saw strings of rootless water slowly sliding down the ribs.
Saibei, do you know?
The wind and snow in the north of Saibei is the end of the world that I can't catch up with.
Was the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River a midnight dream that you thought about like crazy?
Through the hazy mist and rain, I vaguely saw a man in green walking slowly holding an oil-paper umbrella with a purple bamboo handle and a white jade bone, and handed me a peach blossom in full bloom.
"Saibei, Jiangnan is coming..."
Intention: miss