I can write it again without looking, and it’ll still be terrible.
In the final years of the Later Zhou, the aristocratic clans had all but stripped the imperial family of its authority. A stone tablet bearing the words of Heaven’s Mandate had emerged from the Luo River, and forces across the land were stirring beneath the surface, each vying to claim the whole realm for itself.
The newly crowned third-place graduate was breathtakingly beautiful. With a pale green gemstone earring in his right ear, he lowered his head in pity for all living things, looking just like a little Bodhisattva.
Sadly, this kind-hearted little Bodhisattva couldn’t save the world.
The capital’s notorious young playboy had two favorite pastimes: teasing the third-place graduate and playing with crickets.
But fate is unpredictable. The young master and the third-place graduate were soon swept up in political struggles. Could the two of them bring peace to the realm?
“Little Bodhisattva with the merciful heart, why won’t you take pity on me?”
“Little Guanyin who saves the suffering, please grant me a wife already.”
Blushing, the little Bodhisattva said, “I’ll be your wife.”
Later, the young master became a mighty general renowned throughout the land, and went alone to marry the third-place graduate.
“You’re not a little Bodhisattva. You’re a little Guanyin.”
“My little Guanyin, all mine.”
Cheerful, carefree and unruly gong x beautiful, feminine-looking shou
P.S. You can skip the foreword.
Theme: The people’s will is the will of the realm.
