That year, the remaining blood was flying, and they met in bloody filth.
"Child, do you want to come home with me?"
"When the snow comes, I will thank you for your kindness, and when spring returns, I will be honored."
His general was thinking about his homeland thousands of miles away in the depths of the yellow sand, and he was keeping the country safe in the court where the undercurrent was surging.
"I hope you will not lead a long road and lead to barbarian chaos. Thanks to the merits of the late emperor, how dare crazy people invade our territory? I will lock you in a prison with swords and halberds."
This is my only wish: from now on, the river will be clear and the sea will flow, and you will be safe in your hometown. Your heart will be set on the bright moon, and no one can shake the shining light. After that, the orioles will sing in the green, and I will accompany you with dark wine and clear tea. If you don't send me, I will pay you with dry fish.
Concept: Ancient style of conspiracy, mystery, battlefield, family, country and world