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The ruthless and fragile Governor Song x the gentle and romantic Zhao Wuye
After being demoted to Nanjing, Song Shiliang was like a plucked phoenix. Everyone praised him behind his back. This sharp blade that once wiped out the imperial court was finally sealed. He fell to the ground and gathered ashes, and his life was short.
The gates in front of the rear army governor's house in the capital were crowded with cars and horses, and there were many people who wanted to take Zhao Liannian's Qingyun Ladder. Jewels and jade came into the house like flowing water, but he quietly sent this and that type of treasure, calligraphy and paintings passed down by famous artists, and a lacquered letter with dark green bamboo patterns to Nanjing.
Song Shiliang sneered when he opened the letter, and the handwriting on the case was clear, "The grass is gone, the flowers are blooming on the street, you can return home slowly."
1. There is no writing and no rhythm. Please correct me.
2. Probably ignore the Ming Dynasty and don't pay attention to it.
Intention: growth