The young and energetic Zhang Ji lifted the heavy curtain of the inner hall, opened the beauty's door with one hand, and slapped the memorial on the low table. His strength was so great that the black and white chess pieces fell all over the room. The king narrowed his eyes, but he still maintained such a stubborn attitude. He was so steady for such a wretched old man. He couldn't help but praise himself. Zhang Ji twisted the man in front of him with one hand, and threw him in front of the courtiers outside the door without caring about the expensive silk scratching and tattering on the ground. The whole city was starving, and the pack of jackals on the grassland were just waiting to devour them. When the situation reached its most tense moment, the Dog Emperor still sang and sang every night, making the sky angry and people complaining.
"Hey, you want me to be the servant?" A real fox was stuffed into a body that had just lost its temperature. The loose clothes could not hold up, revealing a white chest. The two red spots were like the first blooming red plums in the snow. Staring at the child at the door, he swallowed and then remembered that this man had long been suicidal, so he threw himself at him and burst into tears.
A big man woke up outside the city. His hangover gave him a splitting headache. He smashed the shopkeeper's precious pear wood abacus with one palm. The shopkeeper, who hadn't let him see the money for the drinks, picked up a ruler and squandered it in his face, "You bastard, you're going to harm me if you can't join the army. You're so brave."
Purpose: Cherish life