Li Jin was so drunk that he went crazy and chased away the prostitutes who were joking around him like crazy. He yelled into the air: "Isn't it good to stay in this city? We are of noble origin, playing in the world and enjoying the romance. How easy it is to live! Those two fools are so stupid that their heads were caught in the door. What are they doing out there? Who do they think they are? They are nothing after leaving this city."
As the alcohol got stronger, Li Jin could no longer stand and fell to the ground. For a while, the only sound in the room was his rapid breathing, which was heavy and rushing. Li Jin wanted to stand up, but his hands and feet were weak. He raised his head and then dropped it feebly. He was still lying like a puddle of mud. The feeling of powerlessness was like a sharp thorn piercing into his heart, and the already tight string was broken. Li Jin howled loudly, buried his head in his arms, tears streaming down his face, and cursed vaguely: "Li Junzhan, Xu An, two fools, big fool."
Li Junzhan and Xu An are two fools. This is what all the officials and officials with some status in the capital think. One does not want a title, but wants to go to the frontier and eat sand; the other does not want a high official, but just wants to go to a barbaric land like Shu. Isn't the wind in Beijing warm? Isn't there a lot of joy in the capital?
Staying here, there is no world in turmoil, no hungry and cold people, and no cowardly and failed self.
Purpose: On the eve of troubled times, someone must stand up and expose the illusion of prosperity. These people are heroes.