In the seventh year of Qiandao in the Southern Song Dynasty, Master Zhiyou rebuilt Leifeng Pagoda by the West Lake.
Yue Shen donated all his savings and built the pagoda day and night on Xizhao Mountain for a year. He was as crazy as a devil.
It seemed that only by burying his head and repeatedly stacking bricks one by one, and building all the deep lovesickness in the past nine years into bricks, could he hollow out the pain in his heart, leaving only an empty core, and marry another strange woman.
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Nine years ago, Emperor Wanyan Liang of the Jin Dynasty came to quarry stones and tried to cross the river with a whip, breaking the short-lived peace situation between the north and the south of the Song Dynasty and Jin Dynasty for 20 years after the Shaoxing Peace Conference.
Yue Fei's grandson, Duan Yu's grandson, Song Huizong's grandson, and Wan Yanliang's daughter, four young people with hidden backgrounds and unpredictable identities, drifted up and down in the troubled times of Song and Jin Dynasties in Dali like small dust, and met by chance.
That night, Xue Yanchou left in a small boat and drifted towards the north bank where the golden soldiers were everywhere.
Her last words came from the fog: When I come back, we will never be separated again.
Yue Shen didn't know, could she keep her promise for the last time in the two-arrow alliance they agreed on?
Intention: Whether men, women, old or young, rich or poor, high or low, close or distant, all living beings are equal in Dali, Song and Jin Dynasties. Worried about their life and death, they did their best without any distinction. Can you do it?
