With smoke rising everywhere and flames of war drifting away, a man wearing a white shirt and a gilded saddle stepped to the north of the Yangtze River and south of the Yangtze River.
Support the prince, protect the country, deal with the dignitaries of the Western Regions, entangle the princes in troubled times,
Young prime minister or fair lady, which one is the last choice?
What will be the outcome of this half-life of chaos and decline of the country?
Whose sighs are left on the eighteen-story pagoda?
Who will lose half of the country in the hands of a woman?
When I wake up from the dream and see the light rain, the country is still gentle as before.